Chapter Two: Harry's Birthday Party
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ericadawn16Title: Harry Potter and the Secret of Godric's Hollow
Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Harry Potter, Dudley, Lupin, Molly, Fleur, Ginny, Ron, Dobby, Hagrid
Rated: PG-13 ANGST AU
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Harry leaves Privet Drive for the last time.
Author's Note: I started writing this before Order of the Phoenix came out which meant immediate rewrites! Then, I rewrote it repeatedly over and over as more things came out. I think it's time to finish this thing and post it.
Masterlist: http://ericadawn16.livejournal.com/209841.html
Chapter One: It Starts
Chapter Two: Harry's Birthday Party
The afternoon of July 31, Harry packed his bags for the last time. He had often thought of this day, the day that he wasn’t coming back. His aunt and uncle had left for summer holiday, per her suggestion, and left Dudley behind. Bridget was over all the time. “Are you going back to that criminal boys school?” she asked him as he waited with his suitcases.
“Yep,” said Harry, holding his tongue. His aunt and uncle told everyone that he went to St. Brutus’s Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys instead of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
“I know what today is,” said Bridget.
“What’s today?” he asked.
“Your birthday,” she said. Harry had completely forgotten until that morning. He had slept through the midnight hour, but he was disappointed that no one else had mentioned it. No cards. No well-wishes. No chocolates or gifts. No owls at all. It felt like Voldemort had won again. Dudley joined the group, laughing.
Then he stopped, motioned towards Harry and told Bridget, “This is the reason my parents are getting a divorce.”
“They’re not getting a divorce. They’re on holiday.”
“Well, we’ll see what my dad says when he gets back.”
Harry shook his head and glanced at his watch, 5:59 PM, and shrugged his shoulders. Then there was a set of raps from the door.
“I’ll get it,” screamed Dudley, but Harry still surpassed him in agility and opened the door. He found Lupin there. He was dressed in proper muggle clothing.
“Are you all set?” he asked Harry.
“I just have to get my bags,” responded Harry and he ran to get them.
Lupin smiled to Dudley and Bridget, trying to be polite. Dudley stood staring. Bridget didn’t know what to do or say. The creaky, ill used wheels in Dudley’s brain started to turn. Harry never has any visitors. They were his only family and his only friends were…were Them. He must be one of Them.
“How do you do?” Lupin asked Bridget, offering his hand. She accepted.
“Very well, thank you,” said Bridget, impressed by his manners. Dudley didn’t like the look in her eyes.
“You’re one of them!” he remembered, finally.
“Who?” asked Lupin.
“A wizard,” said Dudley.
“Wizards don’t exist,” said Lupin, glancing from Dudley to Bridget. Harry had come down the stairs with his mess of suitcases. Lupin made them disappear as Harry turned to his cousin, “Dudley, meet a very good friend of mine, Remus Lupin. He taught at my school.” Lupin smiled weakly as Dudley balled up his fists in defence.
“I assume that you’ve learned to apparate?” asked Lupin with a smile. Harry nodded, but added, “I haven’t passed the test.”
“I think that can be our secret, okay, one, two, three,” said Lupin and both of them disappeared. Dudley immediately looked disgusted, but Bridget’s response was, “Cool.”
Harry found himself in the kitchen of The Burrow. Loud noises and talking were coming from outside. Remus was smiling and had a weird tone to his voice as he told Harry open the door to the backyard.
He went to go through the door and Lupin stepped close behind. No sooner had Harry opened the door, then a flood of voices yelled, “Happy Birthday!” Harry was surprised and very happy. He looked over the crowd and tried to take a mental picture. Rubeus Hagrid stood near the back with Olympe, his wife. Molly Weasley was beaming while holding a package. Dobby the house elf was standing on a plastic chair. Lupin stood close by and Harry was surprised to see the barman of the Hog’s Head settled in a lawn chair. Nymphadora Tonks wore blond hair tonight as she stood beside an older woman who couldn’t be anyone other than her mother. Charlie Weasley sat on the bench, but his attention was on Tonks, not Harry. Bill sat beside Charlie with his fiancée Fleur Delacour. Penelope Weasley stood slightly by herself and looked almost embarrassed. Fred Weasley wore bright robes and held on tight to his wife’s hand while his twin, George, stood somewhat aloof. His Hogwarts group of friends were all together; Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley and Neville Longbottom. Albus Dumbledore wore scarlet robes and a girl Harry had never seen before was leaning towards Dumbledore with a shy way about her. She looked around his age and he wanted to meet her as soon as possible. She had shoulder length wavy hair that was dyed dark violet and had light green eyes.
I have to be introduced to her, thought Harry and Molly moved aside to reveal a cake that read:
Happy 17th Birthday, Harry!
There were seventeen candles lit and everyone started to sing. Harry made an impulsive wish and blew out the candles. Every single one became dark. Then, Molly hugged him.
“The rest wanted to come, dear, but Mr. Weasley’s busy at work and…well,” explained Molly, “but they told me to wish you well in the next year.”
“Thanks,” said the birthday boy, noticing that she had left off Percy, but soon almost the whole party soon surrounded him.
“Open Bill and Fleur’s first, her family has something planned with the wedding being tomorrow,” said Molly, nodding in their direction. Fleur held a box and said, “’Appy birthday, H-Harry.”
He opened their present to find a teacup with green markings on it.
“Gabrielle painted it herself,” said Fleur. Harry knew she must have thought it would make a great gift, but he wished there was some way of giving it back to her tomorrow. Maybe he could transfigure it.
“Thanks,” said Harry, “It’s lovely.”
“Harry, you have to open mine next,” said Ginny, a much sought after Gryffindor in her sixth year especially since her relationship with Harry was over. He opened the pink, frilly gift to reveal a framed picture of the entire Weasley family, smiling and waving as only magical pictures could do. Molly gave him a homemade pie and Ron gave him a small package. He opened it to reveal a well-worn copy of Quidditch through the Ages.
“Now you don’t have to check out the Hogwarts copy,” said Ron.
“But then you don’t have a copy.”
“But I can borrow my friend’s, right?” asked Ron with a grin.
“Of course,” said Harry and he felt a tug on his shirt and looked down.
“Harry Potter, sir. Master Dumbledore asked Dobby if he wanted to come to birthday party for Harry Potter,” said Dobby the house Elf and he gave Harry a small object wrapped in a knit handkerchief. Inside it, Harry found a gold stone charm on a black, leather cord.
“Dobby made it mostly from honey, sir, but it has other properties as well.”
“Thank you, Dobby,” said Harry, tying it around his neck. Then Hagrid motioned him over. Hagrid and his wife were both half-giants and as such were ten feet tall. They had also been married over a year which had only been revealed to Harry and his friends very recently. Unfortunately, they didn’t get to see each other as much as normal couples. Hagrid was the Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts as well as teaching Care of Magical Creatures and Olympe was headmistress at Beauxbatons, a French wizarding school. He realised that Olympe was probably only available for his party because she was attending her former student’s wedding the next day. Madame looked very happy. She didn’t seem to be able to stop smiling and she held Hagrid’s hand with all her might. Harry was glad that Hagrid had found happiness in his life. The half-giant took out an envelope and handed it to Harry. He opened the envelope to find a map of Beauxbatons and he looked at the couple.
“Isn’t it unmappable?” asked Harry.
“It is, but I pulled a special favour,” said Hagrid smiling at his wife, “I’ll be there more often this year.” Olympe put her head on Hagrid’s shoulder. Harry wondered what was going on. Harry placed the map inside the book and walked over to Lupin. He was smiling, but there was sadness in his eyes.
“First of all, Severus asked me to give you this,” he said, giving him a wrapped object that was obviously a book. Harry looked at Remus, wanting an explanation.
“You don’t have to unwrap it now. I think he felt obligated,” said Lupin and Harry wondered if the slightly altered status between him and Snape was because of Harry’s private lessons. On the other hand, he still remembered what Snape had done on the top of the Astronomy tower to Slughorn.
Author: Ericadawn16
Characters: Harry Potter, Dudley, Lupin, Molly, Fleur, Ginny, Ron, Dobby, Hagrid
Rated: PG-13 ANGST AU
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Harry leaves Privet Drive for the last time.
Author's Note: I started writing this before Order of the Phoenix came out which meant immediate rewrites! Then, I rewrote it repeatedly over and over as more things came out. I think it's time to finish this thing and post it.
Masterlist: http://ericadawn16.livejournal.com/209841.html
Chapter One: It Starts
Chapter Two: Harry's Birthday Party
The afternoon of July 31, Harry packed his bags for the last time. He had often thought of this day, the day that he wasn’t coming back. His aunt and uncle had left for summer holiday, per her suggestion, and left Dudley behind. Bridget was over all the time. “Are you going back to that criminal boys school?” she asked him as he waited with his suitcases.
“Yep,” said Harry, holding his tongue. His aunt and uncle told everyone that he went to St. Brutus’s Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys instead of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
“I know what today is,” said Bridget.
“What’s today?” he asked.
“Your birthday,” she said. Harry had completely forgotten until that morning. He had slept through the midnight hour, but he was disappointed that no one else had mentioned it. No cards. No well-wishes. No chocolates or gifts. No owls at all. It felt like Voldemort had won again. Dudley joined the group, laughing.
Then he stopped, motioned towards Harry and told Bridget, “This is the reason my parents are getting a divorce.”
“They’re not getting a divorce. They’re on holiday.”
“Well, we’ll see what my dad says when he gets back.”
Harry shook his head and glanced at his watch, 5:59 PM, and shrugged his shoulders. Then there was a set of raps from the door.
“I’ll get it,” screamed Dudley, but Harry still surpassed him in agility and opened the door. He found Lupin there. He was dressed in proper muggle clothing.
“Are you all set?” he asked Harry.
“I just have to get my bags,” responded Harry and he ran to get them.
Lupin smiled to Dudley and Bridget, trying to be polite. Dudley stood staring. Bridget didn’t know what to do or say. The creaky, ill used wheels in Dudley’s brain started to turn. Harry never has any visitors. They were his only family and his only friends were…were Them. He must be one of Them.
“How do you do?” Lupin asked Bridget, offering his hand. She accepted.
“Very well, thank you,” said Bridget, impressed by his manners. Dudley didn’t like the look in her eyes.
“You’re one of them!” he remembered, finally.
“Who?” asked Lupin.
“A wizard,” said Dudley.
“Wizards don’t exist,” said Lupin, glancing from Dudley to Bridget. Harry had come down the stairs with his mess of suitcases. Lupin made them disappear as Harry turned to his cousin, “Dudley, meet a very good friend of mine, Remus Lupin. He taught at my school.” Lupin smiled weakly as Dudley balled up his fists in defence.
“I assume that you’ve learned to apparate?” asked Lupin with a smile. Harry nodded, but added, “I haven’t passed the test.”
“I think that can be our secret, okay, one, two, three,” said Lupin and both of them disappeared. Dudley immediately looked disgusted, but Bridget’s response was, “Cool.”
Harry found himself in the kitchen of The Burrow. Loud noises and talking were coming from outside. Remus was smiling and had a weird tone to his voice as he told Harry open the door to the backyard.
He went to go through the door and Lupin stepped close behind. No sooner had Harry opened the door, then a flood of voices yelled, “Happy Birthday!” Harry was surprised and very happy. He looked over the crowd and tried to take a mental picture. Rubeus Hagrid stood near the back with Olympe, his wife. Molly Weasley was beaming while holding a package. Dobby the house elf was standing on a plastic chair. Lupin stood close by and Harry was surprised to see the barman of the Hog’s Head settled in a lawn chair. Nymphadora Tonks wore blond hair tonight as she stood beside an older woman who couldn’t be anyone other than her mother. Charlie Weasley sat on the bench, but his attention was on Tonks, not Harry. Bill sat beside Charlie with his fiancée Fleur Delacour. Penelope Weasley stood slightly by herself and looked almost embarrassed. Fred Weasley wore bright robes and held on tight to his wife’s hand while his twin, George, stood somewhat aloof. His Hogwarts group of friends were all together; Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley and Neville Longbottom. Albus Dumbledore wore scarlet robes and a girl Harry had never seen before was leaning towards Dumbledore with a shy way about her. She looked around his age and he wanted to meet her as soon as possible. She had shoulder length wavy hair that was dyed dark violet and had light green eyes.
I have to be introduced to her, thought Harry and Molly moved aside to reveal a cake that read:
Happy 17th Birthday, Harry!
There were seventeen candles lit and everyone started to sing. Harry made an impulsive wish and blew out the candles. Every single one became dark. Then, Molly hugged him.
“The rest wanted to come, dear, but Mr. Weasley’s busy at work and…well,” explained Molly, “but they told me to wish you well in the next year.”
“Thanks,” said the birthday boy, noticing that she had left off Percy, but soon almost the whole party soon surrounded him.
“Open Bill and Fleur’s first, her family has something planned with the wedding being tomorrow,” said Molly, nodding in their direction. Fleur held a box and said, “’Appy birthday, H-Harry.”
He opened their present to find a teacup with green markings on it.
“Gabrielle painted it herself,” said Fleur. Harry knew she must have thought it would make a great gift, but he wished there was some way of giving it back to her tomorrow. Maybe he could transfigure it.
“Thanks,” said Harry, “It’s lovely.”
“Harry, you have to open mine next,” said Ginny, a much sought after Gryffindor in her sixth year especially since her relationship with Harry was over. He opened the pink, frilly gift to reveal a framed picture of the entire Weasley family, smiling and waving as only magical pictures could do. Molly gave him a homemade pie and Ron gave him a small package. He opened it to reveal a well-worn copy of Quidditch through the Ages.
“Now you don’t have to check out the Hogwarts copy,” said Ron.
“But then you don’t have a copy.”
“But I can borrow my friend’s, right?” asked Ron with a grin.
“Of course,” said Harry and he felt a tug on his shirt and looked down.
“Harry Potter, sir. Master Dumbledore asked Dobby if he wanted to come to birthday party for Harry Potter,” said Dobby the house Elf and he gave Harry a small object wrapped in a knit handkerchief. Inside it, Harry found a gold stone charm on a black, leather cord.
“Dobby made it mostly from honey, sir, but it has other properties as well.”
“Thank you, Dobby,” said Harry, tying it around his neck. Then Hagrid motioned him over. Hagrid and his wife were both half-giants and as such were ten feet tall. They had also been married over a year which had only been revealed to Harry and his friends very recently. Unfortunately, they didn’t get to see each other as much as normal couples. Hagrid was the Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts as well as teaching Care of Magical Creatures and Olympe was headmistress at Beauxbatons, a French wizarding school. He realised that Olympe was probably only available for his party because she was attending her former student’s wedding the next day. Madame looked very happy. She didn’t seem to be able to stop smiling and she held Hagrid’s hand with all her might. Harry was glad that Hagrid had found happiness in his life. The half-giant took out an envelope and handed it to Harry. He opened the envelope to find a map of Beauxbatons and he looked at the couple.
“Isn’t it unmappable?” asked Harry.
“It is, but I pulled a special favour,” said Hagrid smiling at his wife, “I’ll be there more often this year.” Olympe put her head on Hagrid’s shoulder. Harry wondered what was going on. Harry placed the map inside the book and walked over to Lupin. He was smiling, but there was sadness in his eyes.
“First of all, Severus asked me to give you this,” he said, giving him a wrapped object that was obviously a book. Harry looked at Remus, wanting an explanation.
“You don’t have to unwrap it now. I think he felt obligated,” said Lupin and Harry wondered if the slightly altered status between him and Snape was because of Harry’s private lessons. On the other hand, he still remembered what Snape had done on the top of the Astronomy tower to Slughorn.
