HP: Wormwood and Lightning Wood

West and Harry's birthdays are coming up.

West decides to throw a birthday party at Potter Manor and invite some of his and Harry's friends.

Potter Manor has many elves, who can use magic to decorate a party in a meticulous and thoughtful manner.

West was worried that Amy, an elf, would be too bored staying at Somerset Manor, so he sent her to Potter Manor to help with the preparations.

Dobby was so excited when he heard that Harry was going to have a birthday party that he immediately set off from Hogwarts.

"Dobby's going to throw a really special party for Harry Potter!" Dobby jumped up and shouted excitedly.

Harry forced a smile. "It doesn't have to be too unique..."

Dobby's "good intentions gone wrong" during his second grade years still gives him the creeps.

After all, this was Harry's first birthday party, and he couldn't hide his excitement. He wrote invitations to the Weasleys, Hermione, Draco, and other close friends, and sent them out a few days before his birthday.

Of course, Harry didn't forget some of his elders either, sending invitations to Snape, Sirius Black, and Dumbledore as well.

Inside Somerset Manor, Snape leaned back on the sofa in the hall, stroking the earnest invitation in his hand, his heart filled with conflict.

The audacious Gryffindor Potter dared to invite his Potions professor to his birthday party; it seems he's had too much of a holiday and forgotten the power of the Potions professor's point deductions.

"Don't you want to go?" West sat down next to him, leaning in to look at the invitation together. "It's my birthday party too, Severus."

"I'll go anyway," Snape thought, "I'll deliver the gift and leave without disturbing the students' revelry."

"I'll come back with you then, Severus. Just show up," West said affectionately, snuggling close to Snape. "There's a meeting tonight; you have to attend."

"What meeting?" Snape immediately became alert.

"The gathering about dealing with Voldemort..." West's voice softened, and Snape sneered, "...your own birthday party..."

West quickly explained, "That birthday party was mainly for Harry; let the kids have fun."

He simply wanted to use this opportunity to send invitations to some Death Eater families in Slytherin.

As he spoke, West quietly reached out and hooked his arm around the headmaster's waist, rested his head on Snape's shoulder, and squinted his eyes contentedly.

On his birthday, the weather was sunny, and the Weasley children arrived at Potter Manor early and were having a great time playing Quidditch.

Sirius Black also arrived, and he seemed to be getting along quite well with the kids. The Weasley twins wanted to see the Animagus, so Sirius Black twisted his body and transformed into a majestic black dog, causing the children to scream in surprise.

Harry stroked Sirius's fur and suddenly had a bold idea, "I want to be an Animagus!"

Sirius barked twice, then realized he couldn't speak human language and immediately transformed back into human form. "Of course! Harry! I believe your Animagus will be as tall and mighty as your father!"

"What is my father's Animagus?" Harry asked curiously.

"A stag! It has a very imposing body and sharp antlers!..." Sirius Black talked non-stop about his good brother, and Harry listened attentively, very curious about his father.

"I want to train too!" Ron said. "I think my Animagus would be so cool!"

In the afternoon, Hermione arrived late. Ron and Harry told her about the Animagus thing, and Hermione readily agreed, "We can practice together!"

"Great idea, Hermione!" Ron laughed and bumped Hermione's shoulder, causing her to stumble and get a hard punch.

Draco hasn't arrived yet; he'll probably come at the evening banquet. Harry was a little disappointed, as he hadn't seen Draco in a long time.

When evening came, Draco finally arrived, but to Harry's surprise, he came with Pansy, Blaise, Theodore, Crabbe, and Goyle.

The group of people were dressed formally, as if they were going to a banquet, but when they arrived at Potter Manor, they found that everyone else was dressed casually, and Potter's birthday party was being held on the lawn outside.

"Merlin!" Pansy exclaimed, glaring at Harry. "What the hell is going on?!"

Harry blinked innocently. "Um... is there a problem?"

Pansy was wearing a fitted little dress and a pair of delicate high heels, which was definitely not suitable for her to be active on the lawn.

Hermione suppressed a laugh and coaxed Pansy upstairs, where she changed her into one of her own casual outfits.

Draco tugged uncomfortably at his collar. "Harry, I need to change too!"

Harry's eyes lit up. "I'll take you. You can wear my clothes, Draco..."

Watching the four people disappear down the stairs in the hall, Blaise's eye twitched. He turned to the three behind him, "What do we do?"

Theodore casually straightened his cuffs, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "What else can we do?"

Goyle and Crabbe clearly didn't care about their attire; they had their eyes on the barbecue and desserts on the table and were eagerly asking the house-elves if they could have some first.

After Draco and Pansy changed their clothes and went downstairs, two handsome but unfamiliar men arrived at Potter Manor.

Harry looked puzzled. "Excuse me, who are you...?"

The man standing in front laughed, subconsciously stroking his beard, but his chin was completely smooth. "Is the difference that big, Harry?"

Harry nearly jumped up. "Dumbledore?!"

The identity of the man beside Dumbledore was obvious, but...

Harry didn't recall inviting Gellert Hope. Could it have been West who invited him? As he was thinking this, Grindelwald gave him a strange glare.

Harry: |ʘᗝʘ|

Grindelwald, who didn't receive any invitations: (╬•̀皿•́)

Harry's shouts attracted the attention of his friends, who surrounded Dumbledore and Grindelwald with curiosity.

"We drank some anti-aging potions, otherwise two old men would stand out too much among a group of young people," Dumbledore said slowly.

Pansy was impressed with the headmaster for the first time. "Headmaster Dumbledore, you were so handsome when you were young?!" She turned to Grindelwald, "And this is?"

Dumbledore was holding Grindelwald's arm, and it was obvious to anyone with eyes that their relationship was unusual.

Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore, who chuckled, his eyes crinkling into crescents, looking exceptionally handsome. "My beloved, Gellert Hope."

Grindelwald curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

Brace: "I'm not surprised at all."

Ron was clearly the most surprised. Everyone else had dispersed, but Ron remained standing there, his eyes wide, his gaze darting back and forth between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

How many same-sex couples were around Merlin?

Ron’s gaze shifted to Harry, who was whispering to Draco, then to West and Snape, who were not present, before finally settling on Hermione and Pansy, who were acting intimately.

Ron let out a mournful cry and rushed towards Hermione, "No! Hermione!"

Hermes felt a bit confused, glared at Ron, and punched him twice more, making Ron howl in pain.

Pansy realized the secret feelings between the two people in front of her and covered her mouth to chuckle.

As the bright moonlight cast a veil over Potter Manor, the birthday party began.