Harry Potter and the Unknown Mysteries

Corvidcoccinelle: thanks and here's chappy two

same disclaimer, I don't own Harry Potter or any other story for that matter, Sinicus, Arteminian and Vorago are SabelSilverrains used with permission, and Atlantians are mostly the only thing I own, other than the Wolf King and his place.

Chapter Two: Birthday
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“Perhaps it is time to tell him,” Petunia said and added

“Harry, please come down here.”

Harry came down the stairs quickly wondering what was going on, the Dursley’s had been nice to him and Dudley had been here when he, Harry had been here with Kreacher, Ron, and Hermione, what was going on, is the Dursley’s under the Imperious curse or are they trying to amend what they had done already. Harry had an idea that it was the latter, though he had no idea as to why they would suddenly change their attitudes towards him, he did have a feeling that they were in his room and seen something that changed their minds, maybe the old magic book, Harry started to panic. If the Dursley’s have read that book they might be able to use some of the magic and that in itself was a tragedy waiting to happen, then again it could be that they read one of his school books and seen that magic is very useful. Plus it could be that they seen one of his porn mags and thought it was time for The Talk, he seriously hoped not, Mrs. Weasley was already going to give him The Talk, as was Lupin and whomever else that could, but then again it would not be as bad as if he was being kicked out early. He would have to go by knight bus to get to the house if that were the case, plus he had not gotten enough money out of Gringotts to use the knight bus, he would have to walk it and Harry knew it was a long walk to do. Either way he would have to face the music anyway, so he made his way to the living room and then thought, Aunt Petunia had said please, perhaps it was a good thing, not so bad a thing, unlikely as it was.

“Harry we need to talk to you about something,” Vernon said.

Here it comes, Harry thought.

“Petunia and I have been keeping certain things from you and I think it is time we told you what it is,” Vernon continued.

“Vernon and I have always been against Magic as you well know, but the reason is not the same as you think it is, it is not because magic is un normal, no the truth is as Vernon will explain it has something to do with a happening before my sister, your mother , met your father,” Petunia said.

Harry was just staring at Petunia; she had just called his mother “her sister” something she hated to admit because of magic. Harry was really thinking that he was dreaming or something, or that Petunia seriously was under the imperious curse.

“When your mother got her letter from Hogwarts , I thought it was great, I wanted to go too, so I sent a letter to Hogwarts to see if I could get in, they wouldn’t let me though, so I started calling her a freak and saying magic was un normal, that is where it all started,” Petunia said plainly.

“So you didn’t originally think magic was bad, you thought it was great, so what about Uncle Vernon, why do you hate magic,” Harry said plainly.

“I disliked magic because I did not understand it and was afraid of it; it is the unknown to me. So I was in your room and seen a book on the floor that looked like one of mine, but the title was Transfiguration,” Vernon replied, Quickly adding, “so I looked at it, and that is when I realized that magic was not something to fear, but something to accept it is useful, I see that now.”

“Okay so what is going on then,” Harry said concerned.

“We are trying to make amends for what we put you thru, so even though we know what we did can never be forgiven,” Vernon answered.

“We ask that you at least stay a couple more days, we have a huge surprise for you, that took a lot of self-control on Petunia’s part at first because we had to talk to witches and wizards, that is part of the surprise, we will be working on things late into the night most likely,” Vernon continued.

“Okay, this is something I really didn’t expect, but I assume you would like me out of the house while you work on it, or I could go to my room,” Harry replied.

“Actually we were thinking you could go on the computer till you were ready to go to bed, as long as you don’t come downstairs or look outside,” Dudley spoke up, receiving surprised looks from Vernon and Petunia.

They did not think that he was going to be that accepting of Harry being family and not just treated like a slave, they were proud he was so quick to accept.

“Okay well then I suppose I will stay upstairs and not look outside then,” Harry said knowing Dudley knew more than he was letting on.

Harry headed upstairs and looked up more on Tattoos and Piercings trying to figure out what you have to have to clean and care for them, He seen that a great idea was to have a bowl specific for cleaning the Piercings so that it didn’t get mixed with something else.

“That went better than I thought it would,” Petunia said.

“Yes, it did, and I am glad Dudley suggested the computer, but why did you Dudley,” Vernon replied.

“Because I happen to know something Harry wants for his birthday and that he will be getting it, so I figured he would want to look up items to care for it,” Dudley answered knowingly.

“So I suppose it is time to start working on the set up,” Vernon said.

They started by pulling the ribbons from the bags and set them up all over the living room, Dudley then got out the fine china to put on the table when Draco got here. Draco decided he would summon a big table to fit all the guests plus Draco wanted to sit next to Harry, Dudley had an idea why Draco wanted to sit so close. Petunia suddenly came into the kitchen and started setting out the ingredients for a cake. She was going to make a big cake that looked like a Castle, she was hoping to make it look like Hogwarts, and she was going completely on memory though, so she didn’t know if Harry would get the idea behind the castle. Time seemed to fly by because when the cake was finished and in the fridge, it was five-thirty.

Harry heard the commotion downstairs and by the time midnight came around he was getting tired, so he went to his room and told Kreacher telepathically “I am going to sleep and will call you over when I get up.”

Kreacher replied “Okay, really strange things of late, but we will see an answer soon, Good night Harry.”

“Good night Kreacher, tell Dobby good night for me please,” Harry answered.

Harry dozed off and slept until six o’clock when his alarm went off.

Draco was pacing impatiently waiting for an answer from the Weasley’s, He called them Five times, and he decided he would try his cell phone, nobody knew that number and he could make it a restricted number, so that perhaps the Weasley’s would answer. Therefore, he pulled out his phone and dialed the number it started ringing and someone picked it up immediately.

“Hello,” Ginny Weasley answered the phone.

“Hello, Ginny I am glad you are the one that picked up the phone,” Draco said quickly.

“Hey Draco, What’s Up,” Ginny said quietly.

“I am inviting you and your family to a surprise party for Harry,” Draco replied knowing Ginny was only whispering because no one knew that she and he were friends.

“Okay, is it at his house or yours,” Ginny asked.

“It’s at his, make sure everyone is there by ten to six, am, plus I need you to get a hold of Hermione and invite her too, please,” Draco said knowing Ginny could handle that.

“Okay we will be there, thanks, and Draco, Harry will love the gift you give him,” Ginny replied.

“Thanks Love, I love you,” Draco said.

“Love you too, Fruity,” Ginny said.

They hung up and Draco went up to bed.

“Who was it,” Molly said.

“A Friend, we are planning a surprise party for Harry and we are all going to be there, we have to be at the Dursley's house by thirty to six in the morning,” Ginny answered.

“Okay, well who else is going to be there,” Molly countered.

“A few friends and Hermione, and the Dursley's,” Ginny replied.

Molly headed back upstairs and shut her door; Ginny dialed Hermione’s phone number, looking around she saw gnomes running about the garden.

“Hello,” Hermione answers groggily.

“Hello is this Hermione,” Ginny asks.

“Yes, who is this,” Hermione answered.

“This is Ginny Weasley; I am inviting you to a surprise party for Harry,” Ginny said.

“Okay what time should I be wherever it is being held,” Hermione asked.

“We need to be at Harry’s house at thirty to six in the morning.

“Okay I will be at your house by five-thirty,” Hermione said.

“Okay talk to you later,” Ginny said and hung up.

Ginny looked at the time and decided she would go up to bed soon, she just wanted to finish up wrapping a gift for Harry, it took her all of twenty minutes, she went to bed.
Petunia finished with the cake decided it was time to go to bed, Dudley was doing the same, Vernon however was staying up a little while longer, and he had one more phone call to make.

“Hello,” Lupin said.

“Hello is this R. J. Lupin,” Vernon replied.

“Yes this is, who is this,” Lupin countered.

“This is Vernon Dursley, Harry Potter’s uncle, we, my family and I are planning a surprise party for Harry and would like to formally invite you and your family to our house for that party,” Vernon said.

“I would love to come, what time is it,” Lupin said excitedly.

“It is at six o’clock am, we are asking all guests to arrive by thirty to six, so as all the guests are introduced,” Vernon said.

“We will be there,” Lupin said.

“Good, See you then,” Vernon answered.

Vernon hung up and went to the bedside table to set the alarm for four thirty. He had intended to wake up that early because he wanted to make sure to be up early enough to let the early arriver’s in without causing too much noise. Hermione’s alarm went off at four sharp; she got up and took a shower, calling her parents to wake up, she was bringing them to the party. They had met Harry before and was hoping that her and Harry would end up married, she laughed inwardly when they told her that, she would probably end up marrying Ron or some doctor. After her shower she sprayed rose scented perfume on herself, and put red lipstick on, she had decided that she wanted to look formal on Harry’s birthday.

“What’s up,” Hermione’s dad asked through the door.

“Harry’s birthday today, remember it’s early in morning, we need to get ready soon,” Hermione answered.

“Mom is already in the shower she said that there was somewhere we all had to be by five-thirty,” her dad said.

“Okay well you can use my shower after I get out of the bathroom we need to hurry,” Hermione said quickly.

She finished dressing and took her towel out of her hair and decided she would put her hair in a French braid; she really loved the French, when she went into her room she closed the door and turned on her cd player to her favorite Celine Dion cd “Au Coeur Du Stade” she turned it to her favorite Celine Dion song, Je Sais Pas, and started singing along as she started to do her hair and then suddenly she fell to her knees and cried, for she knew the meaning of the words in the song, she had asked Celine one time what the words meant in English and Celine gave Hermione the lyrics in both French and English, the song is a very sad song, but Hermione loved it none the less, she just thought as she was singing that she could never be with the one she truly loved. She decided to change the song to “Tell Him” duet of Barbra Streisand and Celine Dion; she felt that the song was perfect between Harry and Draco. She got up and finished her hair.

“Hermione are you almost done in there,” Hermione’s mom asked politely.

“Finished mom,” Hermione said opening the door.

“Darling were you crying,” Hermione’s mom asked seeing tears running down Hermione’s cheek.

“No, it was the perfume I used too much,” Hermione lied.

“Darling, I know it wasn’t too much perfume, but I won’t press the matter, if you don’t want to tell me that is fine, but I wish you would tell me though,” her mom replied.

“I just want to go to the party and have fun, ok,” Hermione said.

“Okay dear we can do that,” her mom agreed.

With that Hermione laid down her hairbrush and smiling said, “We will have to Apparate, so I will need both of you to hold on tight, and don’t worry, I can get us through, just don’t panic for any reason, you will be fine, everything that will happen is a normal thing for Apparation.”

With that, both her mom and dad held onto her hands and they were off, it seemed like only seconds when they appeared on the garden of the Weasley’s house.

“Hermione dear, you are just on time, though not in the fashion we would have thought, however that is alright,” Mrs. Weasley said.

Looking over at Hermione’s parents, she added “and this must be Mr. and Mrs. Granger how do you do?”

“We are fine, the journey was a little unusual, by our normal standards, seeing as we are, what is the term, oh right, Muggles, but it was fun nonetheless,” Mr. Granger replied.

“Well we best be off it is already almost five and we want to be there before then, though I still have not figured out how Ginny knew about this Party before I did, she didn’t say who she was talking to,” Mrs. Weasley said.

“All she said was a friend told her and I didn’t press, I mean it’s for Harry, Ginny wouldn’t lie about something as important to her as this is,” Mr. Weasley added walking downstairs to join them.

The rest of the Weasley had started coming down the stairs. Ron first, then Fred followed closely by George and lastly Ginny. Ginny went to the fireplace and got the pot of floo powder out.

“We are ready to go,” Ginny questioned with a look that said if they were not ready soon she was leaving without them.

“We are ready,” Mrs. Granger said.

“Time to be off I suppose,” Mrs. Weasley.

Draco had set his clock so he could be up by four; he decided he would be at the Dursley’s at four-thirty; He was going to have his mom wait for Mistag. She had others she was waiting for anyway and it would be five-thirty before Voldermort got here and he wanted Narcissa to give Harry his gifts; he had a few gifts for Harry. Draco was dressed and then decided he would change, he had put on leather clothes; he decided he would wear a nice suit, red with black lapels and black pants.

“Mom, time to get up,” Draco called out.

Narcissa got up and got dressed quickly, when she was done, she went to the foyer lighting the fire and sat in a chair waiting for the first arrivers. Draco went downstairs into the foyer and stopped when he seen Mistag already there.

“You’re early,” Draco said.

“Yes, well I knew you would decide to leave early, so I decided I would get here before you had a chance to leave, I wanted to be here before Voldermort got here and I wanted to be gone as well,” Mistag said quickly.

“Voldermort is not going to hurt anyone, you know that,” Draco replied sighing.

“Yeah, but old habits die hard don’t they,” Mistag countered.

Draco smiled and then grabbed his friends hand; they apparated to the door of number three private dr.
Vernon, already being up went to open the door.

“Morning, Draco, who’s your friend,” Vernon said quietly, not wanting to wake anyone else.

“His name is Mistag, he is a friend, and he is going to help give a special present to Harry,” Draco replied.

Draco and Mistag walked inside. Draco immediately had to get to work extending the kitchen, and placing a big table in place of the littler one, he then cast a levitation spell on the dishes and silverware placing them around the table. Afterwards he thought about placing a gold plated nameplate at Harry’s spot.

“Vernon, do you think it would be alright if I placed a nameplate at Harry’s spot,” Draco asked finally.

“I suppose it would be alright,” Vernon said.

“So Mistag, what is it you do normally,” Vernon asked.

“I am a Tattoo Artist, normally, I am one of the best, but I only do special Tattoo’s, the type that are going to be able to do things, not the ones that simply move around on your body,” Mistag replied honestly.

Lupin was pacing back and forth waiting for Tonks to be done, finally she was done and they apparated to the Dursley’s front door. Petunia was up by now, seeing as it was ten minutes to five, so she opened the door.

“Come on in, you must be Lupin and Tonks,” Petunia said.

“Thank you,” Lupin and Tonks said together.

They walked in and Lupin immediately stopped.

“What’s wrong, dear,” Tonks said unable to see around him.

“There’s a Malfoy here, we will have to watch our manners around them, hopefully they do the same,” Lupin replied quietly.

“Well, it is Harry’s birthday so we can be calm and collected around the Malfoy’s,” Tonks offered.

“Nymphadora, Lupin, how are you,” Draco said when he saw them.

“Doing alright, how about you,” Lupin replied quickly, before Tonks could say anything.

“I am doing great, it will be about an hour before Harry gets down here, and we still have a few more people we are waiting for, the Weasley’s and Hermione, and Narcissa, that’s all as far as I know,” Draco answered.

Just then, they all heard a small crash, so they all went into the living room to find out what happened, Ginny was standing next to the fireplace and casting a cleaning spell on herself.

“Morning all, the rest will be here in a second or two, Hermione brought her parents, so I hope enough places are set, if not then I could help,” Ginny said excitedly.

Dudley came down the stairs quietly and seen that almost everyone was there, he went over to Draco and muttered quietly, receiving a quick “No” in reply. The rest of the Weasley’s and Hermione and her parents appeared suddenly in the fireplace, they cast quick clean spells on themselves and Hermione’s parents.

“Let’s move into the kitchen where we can all sit down until the last person arrives and Harry wakes up,” Vernon said.

They all went and placed the presents for Harry next to the couch and then headed to the kitchen to sit down.

“So we know that we have not been good people towards Harry, but even though we know what we did cannot be forgiven ever, we wanted to give Harry this party, as a sort of way to say sorry,” Vernon stated when they all sat down.

“We talked Harry into staying a couple more days and,” Petunia started and then went into explaining to the guests all that they had told Harry earlier.

Voldermort apparated into the foyer of the Malfoy manor and looked at Narcissa and handed her the gifts to give to Harry.

“Please make sure Harry opens the bigger one in secret, it’s a very special thing, and give him the scroll first, it is very important,” Voldermort said quickly.

“Yes, Lord Voldermort,” Narcissa bowed.

Narcissa then apparated to the Dursley’s front door and knocked, Dudley opened the door and welcomed her in, and she walked in and went immediately into the living room to place the gifts down behind the couch. She immediately went into the kitchen and sat down, seeing there was only one place left when Dudley sat down and that it was next to her son, she knew immediately Draco had already set up the table for Harry alone to be sitting there. It was now five fifty-five, and Draco stood up.
“I just got a great idea,” Draco said suddenly.

“What is it,” Mr. Weasley questioned.

“I think it would be a great idea if when Harry gets down here I sing a special song,” Draco said thoughtfully.

Everybody looked at Narcissa questioningly.

“Well he is a good singer and he can make his voice sound like any singer he’s heard before,” Narcissa said finally.

“Well then I think it would be ok, what would the song be,” Hermione spoke up.

“I was thinking something like Bette Midler’s “The Rose,” Draco answered.

“All in favor of Draco singing “The Rose” say ay,” Hermione said.

“Ay,” was the reply.

“Looks like the vote is unanimous, you can sing “The Rose,” Ginny said smirking.

Harry’s alarm started going off, it meant it was six o’clock, Harry rolled over thinking what a wonderful dream he had, and thought it’s time to do chores.
Harry had no idea he had not been dreaming about the Dursley’s telling him a bunch of secrets and things like that, so he changed into clean clothes and started slowly down the stairs, wondering why the kitchen light was already on, then he thought it might not have been a dream after all. All the guests and the Dursley had hid waiting for Harry to come into the kitchen.

“Surprise,” They all yelled jumping out of all types of places.

Harry stood back and truly surprised by it all not to mention by all the people that were there.

“Wow, so it wasn’t a dream,” Harry said awkwardly.

“No, Harry it wasn’t a dream,” Vernon replied.

Draco got onto the stage he put in the hall and tested the microphone to make sure it was set up right.

“Harry, I have a song I want to sing to you,” Draco said.

Harry, seeing a nameplate at his spot, sat down at the table and everybody else sat down as well, except for Draco of course.

“Ok you can start Draco,” Tonks said.

Draco waved his wand at the piano starting the background sound, and then started.

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Some say love, it is a river
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need.
I say love; it is a flower,
and you its only seed.

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
who cannot seem to give,
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been to long,
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose.
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Harry was the first to clap, he thought Draco did a wonderful job of singing such a great song; everybody else started clapping after Harry.

“Draco where did you learn to sing like that,” Harry asked.

“I am self taught when it comes to singing, same as many things,” Draco said heading over to his seat next to Harry.

Harry looked into Draco’s eye’s thinking, He could just drown in those eye’s, and he immediately turned his head back to the table, hoping his look was not betraying what he felt. Draco was at the same time thinking, I hope he feels the same for me, he started humming Basshunter’s “All I ever wanted.” Harry recognizing that tune placed his right hand on Draco’s left thigh and rubbed lightly, Draco feeling Harry’s hand on his thigh smiled inwardly and moved his leg so that Harry’s hand moved to the inside of his thigh.

“Harry, we have a cake, are you ready for it, or would you like something to eat first,” Petunia asked.

“I think just some cereal to coat my stomach first, it is better to have something without sugar first before having something filled with sugar,” Harry said.

Harry thought for a second, everybody should have some breakfast; I could call for Kreacher to bring enough Breakfast for all of us.

“Wait, Aunt Petunia, I have a better idea, what would everybody like,” Harry spoke quickly.

“We couldn’t impose Harry,” Mrs. Weasley said.

“Kreacher,” Harry called telepathically.

“Yes, Harry,” Kreacher, asked.

“Would you mind bringing some Bacon, Pancakes, eggs and toast, enough for eighteen people and coming here promptly, please,” Harry said.

“I will be on my way soon, give me ten minutes, would you like me to bring Dobby as well,” Kreacher replied.

“Sure and in that case bring enough for nineteen,” Harry answered.

“Okay, breakfast is on its way,” Harry said aloud.

“How can that be,” Mr. Weasley asked.

“Because of a telepathic connection between a certain house elf and Harry,” Ron said smiling.

“Telepathic,” Mrs. Weasley said looking not at Harry but at Ron.

“Yes, Harry is connected telepathically with his house elf,” Ron said simply.

Kreacher popped in with Dobby, they waved their hands over the table, and food aplenty appeared on the table. Dobby pointed at both ends of the table and a chair appeared at both ends. Kreacher went to one end and Dobby to the other.

“Morning Harry,” Dobby said.

“Morning Dobby, how is McGonagall doing,” Harry asked.

“She is doing alright, she is having a question for you,” Dobby replied.

They all started eating, Draco with Harry’s right hand still on his thigh, Draco, who was already hard, and was now starting to leak pre, ate quickly trying to pretend nothing unusual was happening. Narcissa smiled inwardly while she was eating, she knew what was going on and was happy that it could happen, Lucius was not easily accepting of Draco’s choice, but she at least was willing to accept it. Besides with both Harry and Draco being wizards of such great power, and being that Voldermort had foreseen Harry growing in more power than most other wizards, most did not know that Voldermort had seers blood in him but, she knew, Voldermort had told her alone and was keeping her informed of things he seen or felt.

“I think it would be best if you opened presents before having cake,” Petunia suggested after everyone had eaten his or her fill.

Harry got up and waved his hand towards the table, and immediately the table was clear of food and the dishes clean. Harry walked into the living room and sat on the couch waiting for everyone to enter the living room. Draco got up first and walked into the living room and sat right next to Harry and smiled, looking into Harry’s eye’s Draco leaned into Harry’s chest for a second, Harry put his lips to Draco’s and kissed him, then after a slight second he withdrew sitting up straight, Draco sat up straight as well.

All the guests and the Dursley’s piled into the room and the Dursley’s handed Harry a gift, he opened it to reveal, a potion kit, the next gift was from Dudley and it was a basket with several Tattoo and Ear piercing cleansers along with a couple of bottles of lubricant, Harry laughed inwardly. Another gift, from the Weasley’s was car keys, and the car that they belonged to was a Chrysler Aspen (with a few “minor” adjustments) next came a gift from Lupin, it was a Dragon scale (very few wizards could claim to have one it was great for testing spell), another, from Tonks was a book, when Harry opened it. It turned out to be about some ancient myths, or so called myths, Tonks knew Harry liked reading about myths.

Then a scroll came from Narcissa and on the Scroll was the Slytherin family seal. Reading the scroll Harry was surprised to see Voldermort would offer peace to him. Harry opened a card and seen it was from Draco, it read, “Harry, The man called Mistag is a special tattoo artist and is here to give you one of the two gifts I have for you, sincerely Draco.” Harry looked at Draco and seen Draco was grinning. Harry opened another gift from Narcissa.

It was a letter from his father, he really surprised by this, and it read “Son, if you are reading this, I am no longer among the living, and you are now seventeen. After reading this letter you will receive something else from Cissy, She is an old friend of the family and even though Lucius is on the Dark lord’s side. You must understand that Cissy is still a friend of ours and should remain such, since you are seventeen you by now should have found a book on very old spells Cissy can help you with those spells, and will be giving you a much older book. She alone knows where to find it, as a Potter it truly belongs to you; it is one that has been passed down for centuries, Love Dad.”

When Harry got finished reading he was close to tears, Narcissa sat down next to him and patted his shoulder, and handed him a note. He read that quickly seeing that it was about the biggest package from Voldermort.

“Are you all right, Harry,” Hermione, Ginny, Draco, and the rest all said together.

“I’ll be fine,” Harry replied.

With that Harry received the second gift from Draco, he opened it and seen that it was a large white staff with animal carvings and even some writing in a very ancient language. Harry made a note in his mind to look up the staff in the book of ancient magic, he could have sworn he had seen it once before. Harry looked at the other gifts and picked another; it turned out to be a schoolbook that he would need for his final year at Hogwarts. Harry went through a bunch more gifts some were large packages of candy, others books necessary for school and finally Harry got to Hermione’s gift, he opened it to reveal a spellbound book.

Noting the hints from the spell he decided it would be best to leave the book for another time by now the sun was up and it was around nine o’clock and Harry was ready for the cake. He decided to open one the second to last gift; it was from McGonagall, it turned out to be an offer for a job as Defense Against the Dark Arts for that year and any year thereafter (with the promise she would help him prepare for his N.E.W.T. test on D.A.T.D.A. ) In addition, another gift was a picture of Dumbledore.

Now it was definitely time for cake, Harry stood up and simply stated “I believe now would be a good time for cake.”

“Okay, lets all return to the kitchen,” Petunia said.

They all headed into the kitchen and gathered around the table, Kreacher and Dobby snapped their fingers at the same time, the cake came out of the fridge and floated to the middle of the table Dobby snapped his fingers and candles appeared on the top of the cake, Draco waved his wand, and the candles lit.

“Happy birthday to you,” they all started singing. When they finished, Harry blew out the candles thinking what else could he possibly wish for besides his parents to be able to be here with him.

All of a sudden, there was a white flash and standing in the hallway on the stage was Harry’s parents. James was smiling as was Lily, Cissy immediately went in front of James’ and hugged both him and Lily, they hugged back and walked down the stage steps, and they immediately went to Harry.


Harry got up the minute he saw them appear; Draco went behind Harry for support knowing this could be overwhelming. Harry was holding back tears as he went to them and hugged them both, he didn’t know what magic this was but he knew he was grateful for it, whatever it was.

“Harry, I imagine you got the letter,” James said brightly.

“Yes, I did, I do not know of this magic, but I am grateful to whomever made it,” Harry replied.

“This magic was created by those who lived in the City of Atlantis, back when it was above water and not lost, our ancestry dates back further than even that,” James said.

“Yes and there is more where that came from,” Lily offered.

“That only works if both are willing to put differences aside,” James quickly added.

“What, what magic is there that needs both to put aside differences.” That surprisingly was Petunia, and everyone stared at her for a second.

“There is a magic that can release the deceased from death’s embrace, it was at one time called ‘Forthgivot Shalot Embrante’ it only works on those who killed by something other than accidental and old age,” James explained.

“As long as there is someone with the blood of the person who was killed and the killer both alive and willing, the spell works,” Lily helped.

“The spell is in a book of ancient magic, one of the one’s that are to be passed down, plus the spell has to be done on one of the spell caster’s birthday, that is a requirement,” Narcissa completed.

Now it was Narcissa’s turn to be stared at, she was not surprised that everyone stared at her; at least to most, it was a surprise that she knew that, she had seen that page of the book when James had given her the book for safekeeping.

“I could call up Voldermort,” Narcissa said, as if she were talking about making a cup of coffee.

“Isn’t he the one that killed, Uncle James and Aunt Lily,” Dudley asked.

“Yes, he is the one that killed them, but he also has signed an offer of a peace treaty between me and him, I think he knew of the spell,” Harry said.

Draco was pressing something on his arm with the tip of his wand, Harry looked over and realized it was the Dark mark, he knew Draco was calling Voldermort to him with it, Harry went to stand next to Draco and hugged him.
Hermione was watching all this with a look not of surprise, but of relief. There was a loud noise in the living room, everyone ran in there to find out what made the noise and all could see that the biggest gift from Voldermort was shaking, Harry walked over to it and opened the top, Voldermort popped out of the box with a Snake at his side when he touched the floor.

“Harry can we put our differences aside for good,” Voldermort asked immediately.

Harry stared in disbelief. Voldermort immediately thought it was a foolish thought on his part to think Harry could forgive him, after all, it was he that killed Harry’s parents to begin with.