Singing by the Firelight

Do you remember me

I sat upon your knee

I wrote to you

With childhood fantasies

Well I'm all grown up now

And still need help somehow

I'm not a child but my heart can still dream

So here's my life long wish

My grown up Christmas list

Not for my self but for a world in need

No more lives torn apart

And wars would never start

And time could heal all hearts

Everyone would have a friend

And right would always win

And love would never end

Ohhhhhhhhh

This is my grown up Christmas list

What is this illusion called the innocence

Of youth Maybe only in

Our blind belief can we ever find the truth

No more lives torn apart

And wars would never start

And time could heal all hearts

Everyone would have a friend

And right would always win

And love would never end

Ohhhhhhhhh

This is my grown up Christmas list

This is my only life long wish

This is my grown up Christmas list

Ohhhhhhhhh

Hermione had been sitting by the fire singing. It was something she liked to do with no one around, her parents said she was good. She had reasoned that her parents just said, it was their duty or something silly like that.

As Hermione had been signing, Harry snuck down the stairs and sat on the couch behind the one she was on. When she stopped at the end of the song Harry started clapping softly, so that no one else would wake up.

She turned around and saw Harry smiling at her, "You heard me singing?" She wined in to the sheet music she was holding.

"Yeah, but you were great!" Harry pulled her head off of the papers she was holding, "Sing something else?" he suggested.

"I can't." She sighed sinking in to the couch.

"And why not?" Harry asked sitting next to her.

"I can't sing in front of people." She said looking up at his disappointed face.

"You just did."

"Oh alright. Fine I will, but then you'll have to sing a song of my choice." She looked through her stack of sheet music.

"Don't make me sing, I'll pay you. I'll give you 3 Sickles and 15 Knuts."

"Nope. Your singing." She smirked and glanced down at her song. "Now promise me you won't laugh."

"I'll try."

"You better." She closed her eyes to steady her self, then she started singing

Mister Claus I feel as though I know ya

So you won't mind if I should get familya will ya

Santa Baby just slip a sable under the tree for me

Been an awful good girl Santa Baby

So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa Baby a fifty-four convertible too light blue

I'll wait up for you dear Santa Baby

So hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed

Think of all the fellas I haven't kissed

Next year I could be just as good

If you check off my Christmas list

Santa Baby I want a yacht and really that's not a lot

Been an angel all year Santa Baby

So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa Baby one little thing I really do need the deed

To a platinum mine Santa Hunny

So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa Cutie and fill my stocking with a duplex and checks

Sign your X on the line Santa Cutie and

Hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree with some decorations

Bought at Tiffany's I really do believe in you

Let's see if you believe in me

Santa Baby forgot to mention one little thing a ring

I don't mean on the phone

Santa Baby so hurry down the chimney tonight

So Santa shimmy down the chimney tonight

Santa Baby hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa Hunny hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa Cutie hurry down the chimney tonight

As Hermione sang the song she was blushing and she almost laughed a few times. Harry had been very surprised by the song choice.

"Well. Well. Well you have a huge Christmas list." Harry said laughing.

"No. The song was originally done my Marilyn Monroe so she had that Christmas list." Hermione explained as she conjured two glassed of water.

"Really?" Harry asked as Hermione drank the whole glass of water.

"Yeah. She was scandalous."

"Like Ginny." Harry stated like it was a curse.

"Somewhat." Hermione muttered.

They sat on the couch for a while. Hermione pilfered through her stack of music, to find the perfect song for Harry to sing.

"Hermione, where did you get all of this music?"

"When I was a little kid I played the piano. So it just accumulated in the house and I decided to take it with me here, in case I want to play." She smiled and handed Harry a song.

"It's the most wonderful time of the year?" Harry asked, she nodded then he started.

It's the most wonderful time of the year

With the kids jingle belling and everyone

Telling you "Be of good cheer"

It's the most wonderful time of the year

It's the hap-happiest season of all

There'll be parties for hosting

Marshmallows for toasting and

Caroling out in the snow

There'll be scary ghost stories and

Tales of the glories of Christmases long ago

It's the most wonderful time of the year

There'll be much misletoeing and hearts will

Be glowing when loved ones are near

It's the most wonderful time of the year

There'll be parties for hosting

Marshmallows for toasting and

Caroling out in the snow

There'll be scary ghost stories and

Tales of the glories of Christmases long long ago

It's the most wonderful time of the year

There'll be much misletoeing and hearts will

Be glowing when loved ones are near

It's the most wonderful time

It's the most wonderful time

It's the most wonderful time of the year.

"Wonderful, Harry, wonderful." Hermione smiled.

"Thanks." Harry pulled her into a hug, something that he had never done before, start a hug.

"Your welcome." She whispered pulling him closer to her. Eventually Harry pulled back from their hug.

"Hermione, thank you for everything."

"Any time, Harry." Hermione smiled at him.

"Well I hope not." Harry said startled. "Do you want another war?"

"No, but still if I had to jump in front of a curse for you I would. Without a second thought." She said putting him in a one armed hug.

"Thank You." He said as they both turned their heads at the same time and since they were so close to one another their lips brushed. They went with it, what happens, happens for a reason.

They sat on the couch kissing for, neither knew how long, but until light started to creep into the common room. They pulled back and looked at each other.

"From signing to this huh?" Harry asked

"Apparently." Hermione smiled and bit her lip, "Harry what does this do to our friendship?"

"Well I think, it's up to you though, that we can be boyfriend and girlfriend." Harry said looking down at his hands.

"That would be great." Hermione picked his head up, so that she could kiss him properly.

THE END

This is dedicated to Mr. Dalio, my high school choir teacher. The songs used are songs the class sung for our Holiday concert, some fun memories.

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter or the songs

JustMione