Harry watched as the clock slowly changed to 12:00. Happy Birthday, he told himself.
Silently, Harry got out of bed and checked the mirror- but he still looked the same. He hadn't known what to expect, but he had thought somehow that turning six would make him look bigger, cooler.
He was six now, but he wouldn't get a party, or a cake with candles to blow out, or a group of friends singing to him, and giving him presents.
Dudley got all those, but then… Dudley got everything.
Sadly, Harry climbed back into bed and tried to fall asleep.
