Destiny

Chapter 1

The Best Birthday

Harry Potter was lying on his bed looking at the ceiling. He was too excided to go to sleep. In a few minutes, he would be 17. A huge smile crossed his face. Not only would it be his last summer with his terrible family, the Dursleys, but it would also be his last year at Hogwarts, the place that had become a second home to him. Harry got up and looked in the mirror. He was no longer the scrawny, skinny boy with broken glasses. He had grown to be a very fine young man. Harry was now 63, an inch shorter than Ron. All the Quidditch training and hard labor at the Dursleys really buffed him out. On one of Uncle Vernons very rare good moods, his job promotion, he got Harry contacts and new glasses. Harry smiled at the handsome young man that looked back at him. He heard a tapping on his window. Harry turned and smiled. There was his faithful owl, Hedwig with about 5 other owls outside. Harry opened the window and they all flew onto his bed. He looked at all of the owls and smiled. They all carried birthday gifts for him. He undid Hedwig package and opened it. It was a book, Former Quidditch Captains Share All. Harry smiled. he knew who would give him a book on his birthday, his best friend Hermione. He opened the letter that came with it.

Happy Birthday Harry!

How has your summer been? I hope your family has been treating you well. Im on holiday in Germany and I saw this book. I thought you might like it. Ill be back in London soon. Ron and I are going to Diagon Alley next Wednesday. Are you still coming? Ron said you would. Well I got to go, see you in Diagon Alley next week.

Love,

Hermione

Harry smiled and put the book on the nightstand. A loud screech turned his attention to a small owl. It was Pig, Rons owl. He quickly undid his package and Pig flew out the window. Harry chuckled and read Rons letter.

Hey Harry!

Happy Birthday!

How is your summer? Have those Muggles been treating you well? Mines been great, especially when mum and dad gave me Fred and Georges old room. Theyve opened a joke shop in Hogsmeade, Fred and Georges joke box. Its so cool. Are you still going to Diagon Alley next week? I hope so. Well I got to go, mums complaining Im up too late again. I hope you like my gift. I found it in a Quidditch supply store and thought of you.

See you soon,

Ron

Harry smiled and opened his gift. It was a moving figurine of his favorite Professional Quidditch seeker Victor Krum. He would never forget his fourth year when Victor came to Hogwarts for the Tri-wizard Tournament. Cool. He placed it on top of his new book and looked at the other owls. He looked at an Eagle owl and smiled. Well hello Ariel, I havent seen you in a while. Harry smiled as he undid Ariels letter. Ariel hooted and flew out the window. Ariel belonged to Harrys pen pal from America, Serena Simms. Harry joined a pen pal program in his sixth year so he could talk to other wizards and witches from all over the world. He opened the letter.

Happy Birthday Pen pal!

You thought I would forget didnt you. I would never do that. How has your summer been? Sorry I havent written lately, Ive been packing my things. Im moving to England! Im going to spend the rest of the summer with my uncle till my mom settles things here and meets me. Im going to start at Hogwarts too! I hope to see you on the Hogwarts Express, thats what you call it right, thats what my uncle told me. It will be great meet you face- to-face Harry. Well, I got to go; Ill see you on the train September first.

Your pen pal,

Serena

Harrys smile widened. His pen pal was going to be at Hogwarts. He would finally meet her. Harry looked at the two remaining owls. One had a letter with the Hogwarts seal. He immediately opened it.

Dear Mr. Potter,

I am pleased to inform you that you have been chosen as Head Boy at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I know you set a fine example to younger students and do Hogwarts proud. Your pin is enclosed in this letter. Congratulations, and I hope to see you at the Sorting feast September first.

Yours truly,

Professor Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

Harry was shocked. He had been named Head Boy. He tipped over the envelope and a small pin came out with the initials HB on it. He couldnt help but smile. Carefully placed it on the nightstand and looked at the last owl and smiled. He undid the package and opened to find a large birthday cake. He smiled and opened the last letter. It was from his godfather Sirius.

Harry,

Happy Birthday! I hope youve had a good summer, and those Muggles have been treating you well. I have great news; Im no longer in hiding. Fudge reviewed my case and granted me a full pardon. I just moved into a house in Gothic Hallow. I would love for you to spend the rest of the summer with me.

Unfortunately, I wont be able to get you. Im picking up my niece from the airport. How about you meet me in Diagon Alley next Wednesday. Ill have a room ready for you at the Leaky Cauldron to put your things.

See you there,

Sirius

This birthday was just getting better and better. Not only was he 17, but also he will get to spend the rest of the summer with his godfather. Harry smiled. He looked around to find that the owls were gone and Hedwig was in her cage sleeping. He smiled and climbed into bed. This is the best birthday ever. He whispered as he drifted off to sleep.