a/n: I may decide to make the characters a little, well different from J.K.
Rowling's writings. In other words, in some chapters, OCCness is added for
humor. ENJOY!
***MOST STUDENTS ARE AT HOME, ON X-MAS BREAK FOR THIS CHAPTER. THAT'S WHY ONLY A SELECT FEW ARE AT HOGWARTS.
CHRISTMAS EVE AT HOGWARTS
Sitting near the Chirstmas tree in the Gryffindor Common Room, the Golden Trio was wrapped in a ring of random conversation. Minutes of silence were spent just to ponder the meaning of life, or to wonder the signifigance of having a computer. The guys, being guys, had come up with some pretty interesting answers.
"Hey, did you guys ever wonder exactly why we celebrate Christmas?" Harry suddenly asked after Ron's speech to Hermione about guy's horomones.
"Harry! You've lived with muggles for eleven long years of your life, AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHY WE CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS?" Hermione's voice rose. Neville Longbottom had just walked into the almost empty common room and stopped dead in his tracks.
"Hell, Harry! Even I know THAT!" Neville shot at Harry, walking over to join the group.
"No, that's not what I meant," Harry defended himself quickly from the daggers Hermione was glaring, and from Nevilles toad, which was, at the moment, well...uh...enjoying the company of Harry's leg.
"Well, then what exactly did you mean?" Ron quizzed, passing the plate of cookies to Neville.
"Well, we're witches and wizards, right?" Harry began.
"Uhhhh...Harry? Are you just now noticing this?" Neville so rudely interupted. The other three just rolled their eyes at Neville, and nodded, motioning Harry's continuance.
"Well, witches and wizards are Wiccan. Christmas is a Christian holiday. Why do we celebrate a Christian holiday, in fact, THE MOST IMPORTANT of Christian holdiays, when we're Wiccan?"
The room was deadly silent. Even Neville's toad had stopped...well...uh, you know. They all sat there, pondering.
Finally, Ron interupted.
"Aw bloddy hell, no one cares! As long as there's gifts to open tommorow morning, I'm down with it."
Grabbing a cookie, Hermione thought. He can be so cute sometimes. So adorably cute. Hermione jumped in response to her dangerous thought.
"Hermione, what is it?" Ron asked sincerely.
"Nothing. I think I'm going to go to bed," She stood up and began a long journey to her dorm.
"Hermione? Don't you know you're the only girl here this year?" Harry asked randomly.
"Well, no..." she began.
"Well sleep n the Common Room! No one wants to sleep up there alone! It's way too creepy up there in the towers at night. Especially yours, with the ghost up there."
"Oh yes, well...I do suppose Decapitated Danielle would be a bit of a fright..." Hermione began again. "Well, alright then. As long as I'm not sleeping in your room, I think we'll all be fine."
Hermione grabbed a blanket off of an armchair, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ron give Harry a grateful glance.
"Hey, Hermione. Stay up a bit longer. It's Christmas eve. Don't you wanna party?" Harry asked. Apparently, Harry was full of questions tonight.
"Party? With four people? Harry...You REALLY need to get a girlfriend..." Neville answered for her.
"Okay, so it won't be a party, exactly...but we could still, you know...dance or something..." Harry trailed off, letting Ron tie up the loose ends.
"Whatever..." Hermione said, waving her wand, signaling the Chirstmas music. She sat down on the couch, and giggled as Harry and Neville began slow dancing together, noses stuck in the air and arms streched out wide. Harry spun Neville around in a circle, and then stopped, bending into a bow. Neville curtseyed, and they began again. (A/N: THEY'RE JOKING AROUND! Just a little reminder to all you frak slash readers: THIS IS NOT SLASH!)
Ron gulped as he slowly stepped to Hermione.
"Would you like to dance?" he stretched out his and as she, to his releif, nodded. He pulled her close, and they danced around the room for the remainder of the song. After it finished, the two stood in an embrace, not noticing Harry and Neville mocking them. Ron heard laughing, and looked up, as did Hermione.
"What?" Ron snapped.
"You two are standing under mistletoe," they both said in unnison before breaking down into fits of laughter. Ron and Hermione looked up, and, surely enough, saw mistletoe.
"Yeah, but so are you." Ron said, before kissing Hermione on the mouth. Harry and Neville looked up in horror, turned and ran in opposite directions.
A/N: REVIEW! I know it was kinda corny, but it will get better, trust me!
***MOST STUDENTS ARE AT HOME, ON X-MAS BREAK FOR THIS CHAPTER. THAT'S WHY ONLY A SELECT FEW ARE AT HOGWARTS.
CHRISTMAS EVE AT HOGWARTS
Sitting near the Chirstmas tree in the Gryffindor Common Room, the Golden Trio was wrapped in a ring of random conversation. Minutes of silence were spent just to ponder the meaning of life, or to wonder the signifigance of having a computer. The guys, being guys, had come up with some pretty interesting answers.
"Hey, did you guys ever wonder exactly why we celebrate Christmas?" Harry suddenly asked after Ron's speech to Hermione about guy's horomones.
"Harry! You've lived with muggles for eleven long years of your life, AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHY WE CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS?" Hermione's voice rose. Neville Longbottom had just walked into the almost empty common room and stopped dead in his tracks.
"Hell, Harry! Even I know THAT!" Neville shot at Harry, walking over to join the group.
"No, that's not what I meant," Harry defended himself quickly from the daggers Hermione was glaring, and from Nevilles toad, which was, at the moment, well...uh...enjoying the company of Harry's leg.
"Well, then what exactly did you mean?" Ron quizzed, passing the plate of cookies to Neville.
"Well, we're witches and wizards, right?" Harry began.
"Uhhhh...Harry? Are you just now noticing this?" Neville so rudely interupted. The other three just rolled their eyes at Neville, and nodded, motioning Harry's continuance.
"Well, witches and wizards are Wiccan. Christmas is a Christian holiday. Why do we celebrate a Christian holiday, in fact, THE MOST IMPORTANT of Christian holdiays, when we're Wiccan?"
The room was deadly silent. Even Neville's toad had stopped...well...uh, you know. They all sat there, pondering.
Finally, Ron interupted.
"Aw bloddy hell, no one cares! As long as there's gifts to open tommorow morning, I'm down with it."
Grabbing a cookie, Hermione thought. He can be so cute sometimes. So adorably cute. Hermione jumped in response to her dangerous thought.
"Hermione, what is it?" Ron asked sincerely.
"Nothing. I think I'm going to go to bed," She stood up and began a long journey to her dorm.
"Hermione? Don't you know you're the only girl here this year?" Harry asked randomly.
"Well, no..." she began.
"Well sleep n the Common Room! No one wants to sleep up there alone! It's way too creepy up there in the towers at night. Especially yours, with the ghost up there."
"Oh yes, well...I do suppose Decapitated Danielle would be a bit of a fright..." Hermione began again. "Well, alright then. As long as I'm not sleeping in your room, I think we'll all be fine."
Hermione grabbed a blanket off of an armchair, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ron give Harry a grateful glance.
"Hey, Hermione. Stay up a bit longer. It's Christmas eve. Don't you wanna party?" Harry asked. Apparently, Harry was full of questions tonight.
"Party? With four people? Harry...You REALLY need to get a girlfriend..." Neville answered for her.
"Okay, so it won't be a party, exactly...but we could still, you know...dance or something..." Harry trailed off, letting Ron tie up the loose ends.
"Whatever..." Hermione said, waving her wand, signaling the Chirstmas music. She sat down on the couch, and giggled as Harry and Neville began slow dancing together, noses stuck in the air and arms streched out wide. Harry spun Neville around in a circle, and then stopped, bending into a bow. Neville curtseyed, and they began again. (A/N: THEY'RE JOKING AROUND! Just a little reminder to all you frak slash readers: THIS IS NOT SLASH!)
Ron gulped as he slowly stepped to Hermione.
"Would you like to dance?" he stretched out his and as she, to his releif, nodded. He pulled her close, and they danced around the room for the remainder of the song. After it finished, the two stood in an embrace, not noticing Harry and Neville mocking them. Ron heard laughing, and looked up, as did Hermione.
"What?" Ron snapped.
"You two are standing under mistletoe," they both said in unnison before breaking down into fits of laughter. Ron and Hermione looked up, and, surely enough, saw mistletoe.
"Yeah, but so are you." Ron said, before kissing Hermione on the mouth. Harry and Neville looked up in horror, turned and ran in opposite directions.
A/N: REVIEW! I know it was kinda corny, but it will get better, trust me!