Harry's Special Xmas Holiday

Hey.. Okok.I've been a bad bad girl.. my last story crash and burn because a newbie like me totally sucks in writing stories i must say. Pardon me fo rmy grammar mistakes coz English isnt my 1st language. Im from Asia and yes, im brushing up on my language by reading other stuff besides Harry Potter..hehehe.. ok, this story was written in the wee hours of the morning cos i was drunk on coffee from starbucks the night before with my friends and couldnt sleep... :) and this was born. The plot is somehow clear in my head and i hope to continue this NOTE: short fanfic BEFORE XMAS 2007 ya.. i dont celebrate Xmas. but, i like xmas trees. X)

okok. about my story this time... Harry tries to figure out those dreams he has been having. Happy dreams you know. not Lord Voldie ones. Happy dreams about a girl. A girl whom i think you all should know being Harry Potter fans.

Please excuse me for my lack of grammar skills. Im a newbie. If u say my story's bad..well.. i cant fulfil everyone's need ya.. enjoy.. (i hope).

Disclaimer: I wanna label these characters as my own but sadly, no... they dont belong to me.. JK rowling's brain created them,not mine.. :)

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Chapter 1

The chill of the morning was something rather unexpected for Harry James Potter. His shivering body was the reason that woke him from his sweet,sweet dream. Sweet and totally inappropriate dreams. Ronald Weasly will surely kill him if he ever get a glimpse or even a sneak preview of all those images that runs through head. He gave a silent groan... Not that he was totally regretting all these dreams of course. In fact, the strength of these dreams was rather overwhelming for him; the emotions they invoked were particularly surprising for him. Not only that, it seems that these dreams were in fact driving all his nightmares and thoughts of Voldemort out of his brain which was quite surprising considering the fact that he has yet to master Occlumency taught to him reluctantly by that prat, Professor Severus Snape. And what was his dream about one may ask...

I feel your fingers running through my hair

I hear breathing closely by my side

I see you looking with your beautiful eyes

There's nothing girl u girl you're one of a kind

Do you know what you mean to me

I'll give anything just to see you smile...

I'll always be there right by your side

U never should ever run or hide

Whenever u need me I will be waiting

To give you everything and more so...

Harry looked out of his windows. It was still dark outside. The morning sun has yet to show itself to the grounds of Hogwarts and it was snowing. He gave a small grin. Now that was surprising. It was just like in his dream... Snowing and making snow angels with a particular someone. Throwing snowballs at one another and simply just enjoying the moment. Oh.. Speaking of enjoying the moment, Harry's lips were once again forming a reluctant grin... The memory of that particular dream was exciting and new for him.Him. Her. Laughing.Fighting playfully in the snow. Rolling on the snowy plains. Landing on top of each other. The snowflakes in her hair, that makes her an even more enchanting sight.Lips getting closer..Closer. So close that he can see his own reflection clearly in her beautiful brown eyes... Kissing and making out like there was no tomorrow... The heat of the moment, Harry recalled, was so intense that by the mere memory of it, he closed his eyes as he sat up straight in bed, reliving the pleasure it had brought him.

Damn. It was like a stubborn hangover, he thought to himself, these dreams. It made him crazy. Crazy and happy, in a delirious way. Not that he even knew what a hangover really was.. Butterbeers and Firewhisky were of course a delight, but he was in fact too busy thinking of plans and tactics to save everybody's asses from that annoying and dramatic Voldemort to ever get himself drunk silly and just enjoy the benefits of being sixteen; girls and booze. With yet another groan, he looked at his roommate,Ron. He knew it was wrong. It was very wrong to be reliving these dreams and enjoying them as if they were in fact a reality. He knew that the girl was out of bounds.

She was not his to claim.

She was not his to kiss.

She was not his to love.

She was not his to treasure.

Harry looked over to Ron, his thoughts as muddled as it was the 14 consecutive nights before. Yes, it has occurred to him 14 times. The same 2 characters in the dream. Each as overwhelming and sensual as the next. He knew Ron was his best friend, a fierce and loyal friend that would do anything for Harry and would sacrifice anything for Harry's happiness and needs. And was Harry going to betray his utmost trust in him? Damn. This was quite a situation to handle. And the fact that it had occurred so suddenly was...like smacking a Hungarian Horntail dragon into his face. He knew it was wrong but why was his heart starting to beat faster than ever before with every single sight of her smile and toothy grin she flashed him?

After all these years, and suddenly..WHAM.. His feelings were going out of control. Harry shook his head in complete disbelief with himself. Before he knew it,the rays of the early morning sun were already passing through his frosty windows.. So long was he in his thoughts that he didn't realise that Neville's Longbottom snores were no more and in fact that boy was waving his palm in front of Harry's face, awakening him from his thoughts.

" Oi.. You ok???? You look... weird...Is it another dream about..."

"No," was Harry's short and curt reply. Sensing confusion and worry from Neville and other mates he gave them a smile,assuring them that he was just thinking of what to get them for Christmas during their trip to Hogsmeade later.. The furrowed brows of his mates was not a look that he was expecting..Silence ensued until Seamus Finnigan spoke in a very girly voice...

"You mean,you stayed up all night thinking about what to get for us.. Awwwww... How sweet..Itty bitty potter fretting over our Christmas gifts all night..."Seamus uttered making pathetic face,batting his eye lashes in mock gratefulness. A chorus of laughter from Dean and Neville followed. Harry grinned. Trust his mates to make him laugh and forget about his problems once in a while.

"Oh, while you are at it, please add a Firebolt to my list yeah Harry..." Dean laughed, throwing his pillow at Harry's face. And probably a carton of condoms too. The last time i've checked, my supplies were running low...Don't worry.. Longbottom's supplies are still in stock. Probably collecting dust in his trunk...Poor things..."

"OI!!! Very funny..Ha ha ha.." Neville Longbottom was rather pink in the face as he threw his Herbology book from his bedside table at Dean, only to find that it missed his target and went on flying, only to hit the sleeping head of their redheaded roommate. Ron's reaction only added even more laughter to the room. Rubbing his head from obvious pain that 700 page book has brought, he merely opened one eyelid,and muttered a single line that clearly stated he was still in la la land.

"Oww..Groan...Is it Christmas already,Mum?"

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The hustle and bustle of the common room that day was understandable. Everyone has woken up early to do their last minute Christmas shopping in Hogsmeade that day. It was a perfect weather to be outside. The heavy storm of snow upon Hogwart's frozen grounds has stopped,leaving behind layers of snow;perfect for snowfights,making snow angels, sleigh riding and of course, making Snowman and later enchanting them as recruiting them as soldiers for the students' snowball battle against one another. 1st years could be seen rolling the snow into small balls in their fists, using their magic purposefully, making their weapons of destruction bigger and stronger before hitting their opponents. For those permitted to go to Hogsmeade like Harry and his other classmates, it was a whole other affair. Couples meeting in the stairways, huddling close to each other for warmth as they make their way to the picture perfect magical village. Cliques of chattering girls excitedly wondering about the latest collection of robes for their upcoming Christmas parties back in their homes,various beauty enhancement magical potions specially promoted during the Xmas season. The mischevious ones probably will purchase love potions or the new and improved Murderous Mistletoe,( as quoted by Harry's mates)a mistletoe specially enhanced and magicked in such a way that it will be permanently be attached to the chosen boy of the girl's choice, hanging like a halo over their heads, singing cheesy Xmas jingles and turn to poison ivy and tangle all over their victim's body every time the chosen boy deny to give the girl the kiss. Harry remembered how Derrick Thompson, a third year student was send to the Hospital Wing a few days ago because his maniac admirer has set upon him about 20 mistletoe at a time.

Harry dressed particularly carefully that day. He looked into his mirror more than 10 times,feeling conscious of his hair and his clothing. He continued to primp in the mirror until Ron yelled

" One more time you look into the mirror, I swear I'll set a murderous mistletoe on you, specially ordered and sent lovingly by your biggest fan MOANING MYRTLE! Hurry up.. Hermione will be mad at us you prat.. Your hair looks pretty and your eyes are always as enchanting as your mother's, so COME ON, LET's GO!!!!"

The common room was nearly deserted by now and at the sight of a certain girl, he was left speechless momentarily. The sight of her was a refreshing sight for him, and the images of last night dream immediately flashed before his eyes. He hid his grin and turn his attention on Ron instead, engaging himself with talk about Quidditch supplies and such.

"Hurry up guys...I don't want to miss out on the Xmas sale. I wanna get mum her favourite Honeydukes chocolates( taste just like chocolates but has 0 grams of trans fat or sugar in it) and dad's special toothpaste(guaranteed to immediately fix every nook and cranny of his teeth and fix any holes,gum problems etc.)!" Hermione nagged at them, while tapping her left foot impatiently.

"Bye Harry! Bye Ron! Bye Hermione!See ya around in Hogsmeade!!" Ginny Weasly yelled to him as she and Dean made their way out of the common room, hands in hands,clearly a picture-perfect couple to everyone's eyes except for Ron and Harry. There was just something about Dean that Harry didn't like and there was everything about Dean that Ron truthfully and wholeheartedly hated.

"Aww..Come on Hermione..It was only because dear ol Harry and me were too busy discussing what to buy for you this year. You know, for a special girl like yourself,Hermy..."joked Ron while rolling his eyes as they made their way out of their common room and to the awaiting coaches that will bring them to Hogsmeade."

"Oh, yes. Thanks Ronald.. That's superbly sensitive of you..." Hermione replied in clear mockery tones, but there was a slight shade of pink colouring her cheeks as she said that.

"Yeah, we could have made it down sooner if it wasn't for Harry's PRIMP MY FACE session.Seriously, i've never seen Harry making out with a mirror but today's the day."Ron pointed out to Hermione,much to the embarrassment of Harry.

"Haha!Oh really? Oohhhh.. Is it because of a certain girl that we all know..." teased Hermione as they climbed into the coaches and sat on the comfy seats.

Harry gave a small grin and looked at Hermione who was seated across him with Ron. Harry noticed that she too was dressed in her best, a rather cute and flattering attire that enhances her figure... Her pink cheeks, probably from the cold, and her hair,which was surprisingly less bushier than it usually was; tendrils of soft curls framing her smiling face and her large beautiful eyes that lies beneath tose thick lashes of hers.. The lips that were not encased in shiny pink lipgloss that all the other girls wore including Cho,making them look so fake and PVC like. No, hers were naturally plump and rosy red and his eyes lingered for a moment on them. Yes, those were the exact lips that were on his in last night's dream. For a fraction of a minute his eyes lingered on them before meeting Hermione's eyes and answered her question with a well-played careless shrug and a smile.

"Yeah,probably..."

Hermione grinned and went on talking about her plans in Hogsmeade that day,while Ron continued making complains on how he will probably be an ice block by the time they finished following Hermione all around Hogsmeade. Harry half-listened to Hermione's animated conversation, giving another grin as he noticed her gleaming eyes at the mere sight of Hogsmeade's stationary shop and bookstore. His heart gave a thunderous beating as he saw her licked her lips unconsciously before getting off the coach after Ron. Hermione held out her hand to Harry as he climbed down the coach before running off to throw a snowball at Ron retreating figure. Harry looked at the sight before him, offered a silent prayer to heavens as he made his way towards them. Boy,was he in deep touble.

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Ok, how's my 1st chappie.. Hate it ?urgh...Lurve it? yay!hehehe..okok. please review if u think it stinks, please review if you think it's ok...

Btw the lyrics are from this singer Taufik Batisah, "I promise forever"-- a perfect song for this fanfict actually.. hehe..

Happy xmas shopping!