The next day, we awoke earlier than usual, so as not to give Scorp a chance to jump on our unsuspecting bodies as we sleep, in an attempt to wake us up.
I slowly peeped into his room and saw that he was fast asleep. I went to the kitchen and brought the cake from the fridge and lit candles on it while Draco went to get his birthday present. When we were ready, we barged into his room with an ear-splitting scream. Scorp awoke with a start, his expressions SCREAMING worry and confusion. But as soon as we started half-singing-half-shouting 'happy birthday', it turned to one of surprise and happiness. His wide grin was the icing on the cake.
As we came to the end of our breathless outburst, we urged him to make a wish and blow the candles and cut the cake. I suppose The Fates weren't completely against us as the cake had come out delicious. We crushed each other in a group bear-hug as we enjoyed the rainbows-and-sunshine atmosphere around us. Scorp's expression when he ripped open the wrapping paper from his gift and noticed we'd got him a firebolt and the Hogwarts Quidditch Uniform (no particular house colours) was priceless.
Although yesterday was, by all counts, a complete kitchen disaster, it will, I know, remain one of my most cherished 'family' moments.
After all, as you probably know, it isn't particularly easy to forget such moments. You know, the kind which you would never find if you're looking for the perfect moment; you have to take one and make it perfect. Special.
And that's the end. Hope you enjoyed it. :)