Albus was sitting by the lake, having his feet into it. He felt the cold and tryed relaxe. But he couldn't. Nearly no one had said: Happy birthday!
To him. He wasn't a little child but he was disappointed. Even not Sarah or Jessie had told him that.
So now he hwas sitting there feeling grim.
Sarah then walked up with a huge bag. She had just found out this morning that it was his birthday and she felt bad that she was going to talk to him. Sarah then sat down next to him.
"So what you up to Albus. I'm sorry I just found out it was your birthday." She then pulled out the bag.
"It not much but I will get you more later." Sarah said handing it to him. It was a painting. She made it look like a trading card with him in the middle and the Gryffindor colors and symbol around it.