The twentieth of February dawned bright and early, yet Sarah was ready for it with gusto. She had quiclkly gotten dressed that morning, putting a pretty ribbon in her hair and made her way downstairs. First - party hats, she used the spell she had learne in transfiguration to make really cool ones. She spread them out on the table for all to take. Next she blew up special birthday balloons her grandmother had sent her. Great now with a flourish she put down the birthday cake she had made the previous night. It looked so yummy. Ooh.. she loved parties, she was the biggest party animal that ever existed. She waited anxiously for the birthday owl from her mother. She hoped someone would come to her party. It was not everyday that one turned 12.