Brooke Euphemia Potter, popularly known as 'the girl who fought', happens to stumble across a red-head and instead of experiencing an unusual sensation tingle through her veins, the girl feels an emotion that was probably about to make her life take...
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"Harry? It's me. Open up," Brooke spoke up, knocking at Harry's door.
The door opened to reveal Harry carrying a torch in his hand, as it omitted a tiny ray of light, slightly illuminating the dark hallway of the house of the Dursleys.
"Come on in, Bree," Harry said as Brooke stepped into Dudley's old room, and found Harry's History of Magic homework hidden under his sheets.
Harry closed the door and Brooke silenced the room.
"Happy Birthday, Harry!" Brooke exclaimed, handing him a packed box, which contained a freshly baked cake that Brooke had been making secretly to keep it out of Dudley's reach.
Harry's food situation had improved slightly, ever since Brooke had started staying with Harry. The Dursleys had finally started serving him fresh food. But the nasty looks that they had been giving the green-eyed boy were still intact.
"I'm sorry that we're stuck here on your birthday, Harry. But I promise that I'll make it up to you as soon as we get back home," Brooke exclaimed.
But Brooke had her own reasons. The ministry had told Brooke that her villa was under interrogation, considering that Sirius Black, her brother's best friend who apparently, sold the Potters to Voldemort, was on the loose. And Brooke's house was the first location where the fugitive was spotted.
Brooke was packing up all of her stuff from St. Mungos on her last day at the Hospital when Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, personally visited her. He told Brooke that Sirius Black was after Harry and he had to be protected at all costs. Brooke had never left Harry's side since then. Brooke had also put a charm in and around her house, which prevented anyone from apparating in and around it.
"It's okay Bree. The earlier we visit the Dursleys, the earlier we will get this over with," Harry said, shrugging.
Brooke smiled at her nephew and said, "Then what are you waiting for, make a wish and dig in!"
Harry smiled excitedly and followed. He was relishing the cake when a figure was spotted, coming in through the window of the room.
The figure moved closer and Brooke squinted to see that the figure was none other than three owls flying together. At least that's what it appeared to be.
As the figure moved closer, Brooke and Harry found that two of the owls were carrying the third one. They landed with a flump on Harry's bed and the owl, which was being carried by the other two, lay motionless on the bed.
"Errol?" Brooke said and shared a look with Harry, as their eyes fell on the package attached to Errol's leg.
Hedwig landed beside Errol and a tawny brown owl bearing a few letters from Hogwarts landed beside them.
Harry ripped off the brown paper from the package Errol got him, to reveal a present wrapped in gold and a birthday card. When he opened the envelope, two pieces of paper fell out. The first one was a newspaper clipping consisting of the article mentioning the Daily Prophet grand prize galleon draw that Arthur had won and they had decided to spend the money on a trip to Egypt.
