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***Time Turned To The Past***

"Ouch!!!!" Harry Potter woke up on a Saturday morning. It was his 15th birthday and he actually *hoped* that he would get something. He opened his eyes to see what had hit him.
It was one of Uncle Vernon's old socks filled with sand and tied up. Attached was a note.

Boy,
Get up NOW! We have to go to the zoo. Dudley wants to. So get yourself up and hurry or we will lock you up in the cupboard so you can't go back to that school of yours.

Harry dressed and stood in the mirror. He tried to look neat and brushed his hair but no matter how hard he tried to make it stay down, they shot up again. "Oh well." he sighed, wishing that Hermione was there. "She'd know a spell or something that will make them stay down." he thought.

He ran downstairs. "Hullo," he said dully. The Dursleys didn't answer. Dudley sat on his seat, eating his slice of grapefruit. Aunt Petunia had a sour look on her face, and Uncle Vernon was violet.
"What happened? A dark wizard got your tongue?" Harry asked. Before he could realize what he had said, Dudley squealed and ran to his mom, Petunia hopped out of her seat, and Uncle Vernon roared. (Or rather coughed.)

-Told you not to say anything with the word witch or wizard or magic in it!!! We got laryngitis.- Uncle Vernon wrote on a piece of paper. -Think you have something to do with it. You better not.-

Harry stiffled a laugh. "Nope, I have nothing to do with it." he said hastily. "I think I'll stay here today, instead of going to the zoo." He took his grapefruit and went back to his room.

His summer homework was finished. Harry had a week of free time before Hogwarts start again. He looked outside the window and saw Hedwig. The snowy owl was flying towards his window, followed by 2 other owls. Harry recognized the brown one as Pig, Ron Weasley's owl, and the other as Cedric, Hermione's barn owl, named after Cedric Diggory.

He opened his window and let them in. Hedwig dropped 2 packages on Harry's bed. Cedric and Pig each dropped one. Harry took a package and saw that is was from Sirius. Inside was a note and a piece of parchment.

Harry,
Happy Birthday!!! Sorry I can't be there to celebrate with you, I am still on the run. The Dementors are scaring me to death these days. The parchment is The Marauder's Map. Dumbledore gave it to me last week. He trusted me not to let it into the wrong hands. Hope that's true in your case. Just kidding. I trust you with my life, you being James' son and everything. Use it well. So when you go back to Hogwarts, meet me at the lake after the Sorting Feast. I heard there's going to be a new kid.

See you later,

Sirius.

Harry opened Pig's package. Ron had send him Quidditch tickets for the World Cup next summer and attached was a note.

Harry,
Hermione wants us to meet at the Diagon Alley on August 31. We are going to stay at the Leaky Cauldron for 1 night and then we are going on the Hogwarts Express. Ask the Muggles if they let you. If they do, good. If they don't, give the word and I'll force them.
Did you hear that a new girl is going to Hogwarts? Dad told me that she was from Canada and that she went to L'école Des Sorciers. I think that means School of Wizards.
Write back and give me the Muggles' answer.
Ron

Hermione had sent him a book, "Quidditch for Seekers." Included was a snitch for practicing.
"Cool!" Harry murmured. He put the book on the bed and opened his last package. It was a HUGE one, and Harry wondered how Hedwig could carry it. It was a 5 layer birthday cake, covered in vanilla and chocolate icing. Harry thanked Lord for it, he had nearly starved to death. He opened it and ate savagely. When he finished the first layer he covered the cake and put it under the crack in the floor to eat later. He opened the book and started to read.

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The day finished quickly. The Dursleys came back and Aunt Petunia started dinner. Harry put down his book and started to write to Sirius.

Dear Sirius,
How are you now? Are you still starving? Tell me and I'll send some food with Hedwig. Thanks for the map. I'll need it. What's the new girl's name? Ron said that she was French, from Canada. I though Canada was english! Write back soon and tell me if you need food. Meanwhile here's some biscuits. (Harry put his hand inside the crack and found some cookies leftover from Dudley's birthday party, a week ago)

Hope you like them. They are not stale yet.

Harry

He gave Hedwig the letter. She was about to fly off but he told her to wait and wrote to Ron.

Ron,

I know about the new girl, Sirius told me. I can go on the 31st to Diagon Alley. The Muggles have laryngitis and they can't talk. So I don't care what they say. I'm going.

Harry.

PS. See you there.

He gave it to Hedwig and she flew off. Harry watched her go. Then he was called, (or rather told, by another sock filled with sand) for dinner. He went downstairs.

"How was the zoo, Dudley?" he asked.

-Great, just great.- Dudley wrote. -Because this time, you weren't there. Thank God.-
Harry took his sandwich and went upstairs. He didn't like his cousin's attitude and didn't want to blow him up, or else the Ministry of Magic would never get off his back. He ate the sandwich and went to sleep.