Harry sat in the Chamber of Secrets, alone. He usually came down here to think, but this was a different reason. Everyone had forgotten his birthday, that is why he was down here. He looked around the chamber and caught a glimpse of something moving quickly. Suddenly, Fawkes appeared before him with a note and the sorting hat. Happy Birthday Harry! I believe that you should have this. You are after all, a younger Godric. -Dumbledore He looked at the sorting hat, hoping for something to appear. He saw something glitter and poof! Godric Gryffindor’s sword was there. He smiled.
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SWEET! 100 words exactly! I give Blaise Zabini, a book and Professor Sprout's Greenhouses.
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