Chapter 9

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The Yule Ball was approaching. Everyone was rushing around for a date, and luckily, nobody was bound to ask Harry. Or so he thought.
Harry walked into Dumbledore's office and slumped in a hard cushioned chair. He waited for what seemed like forever until professor walked in.
"Ah, Harry. You must be wondering why I called you here."
His eyes twinkled as he smiled. Harry shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess. Is it classes? Hermione and I have been working real hard lately and-"
Dumbledore shook his head. "No, no. It's a gift. Two, actually."
He summoned a large, flat box. It landed on Harry's lap. Harry gingerly opened the box, revealing a large cloak. He raises an eyebrow.
"What is it?"
"An invisibility cloak. Your father's, actually. He wanted you to have it when you were old enough."
Harry lifts the cloak out, wrapping it around him. He grins. "Woah.."
"One other thing." Dumbledore pulled out another box and handed it to Harry.
Harry opened it, hoping for another magical item. He pulled out a dark emerald green tuxedo. He smiles. "Oh, this is, uh, nice."
Dumbledore nodded. He stood up. "You best be off now, Harry. I will see you soon."
Harry left the office and spent the rest of his time wandering through the halls aimlessly.

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