Harry hummed softly to himself as his quill scratched across the parchment before he paused to look out the only window, he was seated at his desk that rested in the corner of his bedroom. It was the morning of the 25th of August, just a mere seven days since Hermione and himself had turned 12. Granted the 18th hadn't always been their birthday, but the adoption ritual had changed that, Harry would be forever grateful that it did, because now he didn't share his birthday with Wonder Boy Potter anymore. Grinning, Harry looked over at the letter that had arrived that morning, and was currently resting next to the response he was writing.