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MUSTANG SALLY · 06-06-2007, 12:15 AM

Chapter 3

Harry rode the Knight bus to the Burrow. He was relived when the bus finally slowed down and was able to get off. Walking over to the front door he knocked. Immediately, noise reached his ears as the door opened.

“Happy Birthday Harry!” Everybody shouted.

A whole crowed of people were squashed into the Weasly’s small living room. Smiling faces looked at him as he walked in. Mr. And Mrs. Weasly was in the middle of the crowed; their red hair clashing against one another. Lupin and Tonks stood toward the back, next to Bill, Fluer, and Charlie. Lupin seemed a little shy, holding onto Tonks’ delicate, but firm hand. Tonks had long brown hair today, with turquoise streaks. She looked happier than Harry had seen her since Sirius had died. Fluer’s shimmery blond hair was down and hanging to the middle of her back. Bill was slowly starting to form a scar across his face. He was also growing a beard. Being bitten by a werewolf didn’t look like it changed him much. He was standing next to Fluer happily. Fred and George stood toward the kitchen, their mischievous eyes twinkling. Ron and Hermione, both had opened the door. Ron (if possible) had grown a few inches over the month. Hermione was wearing jeans that hugged her hips. She looked different somehow. Then it clicked. She was wearing a little bit of mascara and pink lip-gloss.

Harry searched the room, looking for one person. He finally found her standing in a corner. Ginny had her long flowing red hair in a loose ponytail. A string of her hair that had not got put into it, was hanging freely in her face. She gave him a small smile, when their eyes met.

“Well come on in dear. Lets do the cake.” Mrs. Weasly said, walking over and shutting the door.

“You all didn’t have to do this.” Harry said beginning to blush. Nobody has ever thrown him a surprise party before.

“Of course we did, mate.” Ron said clapping his hand on Harry’s back.

Everybody moved to the kitchen where a gigantic red and gold cake was sitting on the table. With a wave of Mr. Weasly’s wand, the seventeen candles ignited. The fire made the cake glow.

After a chorus of “Happy Birthday”, Harry blew out the candles, while everybody cheered. Then the cake was past out and everybody went outside and ate in the garden.

Harry had never had such a great birthday. They sat talking, catching up, and laughing for hours. They topped off the night with some of Fred and George’s No Heat Fire Works. Around one in the morning, Mrs. Weasly finally stood up and announced that everybody should go to bed.

Lupin and Tonks gave Harry a big birthday hug, before disapparating. Harry and Ron said goodnight and trudged up the stairs to the attic.

They put on their pajamas and laid down in their beds (Harry’s being a comfortable cot).

“That was some party.” Ron said sleepily.

“Yeah, it was great.” Harry replied.

Then he turned to Ron and asked him something he knew would get into uncomfortable territory.

“How’s Ginny doing?” He asked.

Ron was quiet for a minute before he spoke. “I think she’s getting better. She only cried for a week after we got back. She had come home and shut herself in her room. But she’s been coming down to meals and talking to us for a couple of weeks now.” Ron said in the dark.

Guilt seeped through Harry as Ron’s words sank in. “Is she mad at me?”

“I don’t think she is mad. She is more, disappointed.” Ron said, thinking of the right words.

“I had to do brake up with her though. What if something were to happen to her? It would be all my fault.” Harry said guiltily.

“Yeah I know why you did it. I’m pretty sure she knows why too.” Ron said.

“How do you know all this? Did she tell you?” he wondered out loud.

“No. I overheard her talking to Bill one day. I think he was the one that has put her in her happier mood. Lets get some sleep now.” Ron said.

“Ok.” Harry replied. He rolled over in his bed to get more comfortable and fell into instant sleep.

There I hoped you liked it all.

*Steph*

06-06-2007, 12:15 AM	#20 (permalink)
MUSTANG SALLY SS 100 Triumphant Kappa Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Top Ramen plz? Posts: 13,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Danny Logan Edwards Sixth Year x1	Shipper Queen Hippie Quad Chapter 3 Harry rode the Knight bus to the Burrow. He was relived when the bus finally slowed down and was able to get off. Walking over to the front door he knocked. Immediately, noise reached his ears as the door opened. “Happy Birthday Harry!” Everybody shouted. A whole crowed of people were squashed into the Weasly’s small living room. Smiling faces looked at him as he walked in. Mr. And Mrs. Weasly was in the middle of the crowed; their red hair clashing against one another. Lupin and Tonks stood toward the back, next to Bill, Fluer, and Charlie. Lupin seemed a little shy, holding onto Tonks’ delicate, but firm hand. Tonks had long brown hair today, with turquoise streaks. She looked happier than Harry had seen her since Sirius had died. Fluer’s shimmery blond hair was down and hanging to the middle of her back. Bill was slowly starting to form a scar across his face. He was also growing a beard. Being bitten by a werewolf didn’t look like it changed him much. He was standing next to Fluer happily. Fred and George stood toward the kitchen, their mischievous eyes twinkling. Ron and Hermione, both had opened the door. Ron (if possible) had grown a few inches over the month. Hermione was wearing jeans that hugged her hips. She looked different somehow. Then it clicked. She was wearing a little bit of mascara and pink lip-gloss. Harry searched the room, looking for one person. He finally found her standing in a corner. Ginny had her long flowing red hair in a loose ponytail. A string of her hair that had not got put into it, was hanging freely in her face. She gave him a small smile, when their eyes met. “Well come on in dear. Lets do the cake.” Mrs. Weasly said, walking over and shutting the door. “You all didn’t have to do this.” Harry said beginning to blush. Nobody has ever thrown him a surprise party before. “Of course we did, mate.” Ron said clapping his hand on Harry’s back. Everybody moved to the kitchen where a gigantic red and gold cake was sitting on the table. With a wave of Mr. Weasly’s wand, the seventeen candles ignited. The fire made the cake glow. After a chorus of “Happy Birthday”, Harry blew out the candles, while everybody cheered. Then the cake was past out and everybody went outside and ate in the garden. Harry had never had such a great birthday. They sat talking, catching up, and laughing for hours. They topped off the night with some of Fred and George’s No Heat Fire Works. Around one in the morning, Mrs. Weasly finally stood up and announced that everybody should go to bed. Lupin and Tonks gave Harry a big birthday hug, before disapparating. Harry and Ron said goodnight and trudged up the stairs to the attic. They put on their pajamas and laid down in their beds (Harry’s being a comfortable cot). “That was some party.” Ron said sleepily. “Yeah, it was great.” Harry replied. Then he turned to Ron and asked him something he knew would get into uncomfortable territory. “How’s Ginny doing?” He asked. Ron was quiet for a minute before he spoke. “I think she’s getting better. She only cried for a week after we got back. She had come home and shut herself in her room. But she’s been coming down to meals and talking to us for a couple of weeks now.” Ron said in the dark. Guilt seeped through Harry as Ron’s words sank in. “Is she mad at me?” “I don’t think she is mad. She is more, disappointed.” Ron said, thinking of the right words. “I had to do brake up with her though. What if something were to happen to her? It would be all my fault.” Harry said guiltily. “Yeah I know why you did it. I’m pretty sure she knows why too.” Ron said. “How do you know all this? Did she tell you?” he wondered out loud. “No. I overheard her talking to Bill one day. I think he was the one that has put her in her happier mood. Lets get some sleep now.” Ron said. “Ok.” Harry replied. He rolled over in his bed to get more comfortable and fell into instant sleep. There I hoped you liked it all. Steph __________________