Summary: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Draco stay at Hogwarts for the
holidays and REALLY get into the Christmas spirit, if ya know what I
mean...*wink wink* A tiny bit of angst, and possibly slash.
Disclaimer: Urgh.
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Chapter One: Ginny
Gryffindor Tower was silent except for the faint whispers of the early morning and the dawn of a new day. Outside the world had been covered in a fresh coat of soft, powdery white. The snow was still falling thickly, glimmering in the day's first rays of light. In was a new day. A new beginning for the world and the people who still cocooned themselves in the sanctuary of their restful dreams.
All except for one.
Ginny Weasley smiled softly to herself as she stood at the windowsill and watched the sun rise. It was rare for her to be up this early, but sometimes, usually just when she needed it most, her body roused her in time to enjoy this simple pleasure. A slight movement below on the grounds caught her eye, and it took her a moment to realize what it was. Hagrid, with the Chimera. (A/N: Sorry if I spelled that wrong!) Trust the half- giant to tame a known wizard killer. Hagrid called it 'chuckie'. She laughed, not a little bitterly. Everyone knew why there had been an increase in dangerous beasts at Hogwarts. The redhead sighed and turned away from the window.
Ever since Voldemort's return it was as though fear had taken up permanent residence in everyone's eyes. It didn't help that in the past year muggles and wizards had been dying left and right. And Harry...
Ginny felt tears hovering at the corners of her ears and pulled her robe closer, turning away from the window. Shw moved to one of the large velvet armchairs next to the fireplace and sat, tucking her knees under her chin in a childish posture, her thoughts lingering on the boy-who-lived.
There had been no respite for Harry once the dark lord had risen. It had begun the summer after the TriWizard Cup. The headaches, the blackouts, the attacks on his friends and then last year the Dursleys... The pain was killing him inside. And it killed her to see that empty look in his eyes.
The sweet trill of some sort of bird brought Ginny out of her dark thoughts and with a heavy heart, she stood. She padded silently up the thickly carpeted stairs, and casting a glance at the staircase that led up to the boys' dormitory her thoughts were with Harry. She wished silently that whatever he was dreaming, it brought him some peace.
Disclaimer: Urgh.
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Chapter One: Ginny
Gryffindor Tower was silent except for the faint whispers of the early morning and the dawn of a new day. Outside the world had been covered in a fresh coat of soft, powdery white. The snow was still falling thickly, glimmering in the day's first rays of light. In was a new day. A new beginning for the world and the people who still cocooned themselves in the sanctuary of their restful dreams.
All except for one.
Ginny Weasley smiled softly to herself as she stood at the windowsill and watched the sun rise. It was rare for her to be up this early, but sometimes, usually just when she needed it most, her body roused her in time to enjoy this simple pleasure. A slight movement below on the grounds caught her eye, and it took her a moment to realize what it was. Hagrid, with the Chimera. (A/N: Sorry if I spelled that wrong!) Trust the half- giant to tame a known wizard killer. Hagrid called it 'chuckie'. She laughed, not a little bitterly. Everyone knew why there had been an increase in dangerous beasts at Hogwarts. The redhead sighed and turned away from the window.
Ever since Voldemort's return it was as though fear had taken up permanent residence in everyone's eyes. It didn't help that in the past year muggles and wizards had been dying left and right. And Harry...
Ginny felt tears hovering at the corners of her ears and pulled her robe closer, turning away from the window. Shw moved to one of the large velvet armchairs next to the fireplace and sat, tucking her knees under her chin in a childish posture, her thoughts lingering on the boy-who-lived.
There had been no respite for Harry once the dark lord had risen. It had begun the summer after the TriWizard Cup. The headaches, the blackouts, the attacks on his friends and then last year the Dursleys... The pain was killing him inside. And it killed her to see that empty look in his eyes.
The sweet trill of some sort of bird brought Ginny out of her dark thoughts and with a heavy heart, she stood. She padded silently up the thickly carpeted stairs, and casting a glance at the staircase that led up to the boys' dormitory her thoughts were with Harry. She wished silently that whatever he was dreaming, it brought him some peace.
