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Hey guys! Thanks for reviewing! I somehow got 6 from the previous chapter, which is more than my other story...
But anyway, you asked for it, so here you have it
Merry Christmas Potter! Chapter 2:
The following morning, Harry woke up to find Hermione jumping on top of him.
"Harry its Christmas! Wake up! Wake up! We've got PRESENTS!" She was saying as he reached for his glasses
"I've got presents?" Harry wondered "But I never get any presents..." but was cut off by
"Well now you can! You aren't at the Dursleys anymore Harry. We're not mean like the Dursleys were." At that, she reached for a cushion, and threw it at him "And if you don't get up in 5 seconds I'll force you to"
When Harry groaned and tried to sit up, Hermione decided to pelt him anyway. "Hey!" Harry cried, before throwing the cushions back.
About 5 minutes later, they finally stopped fighting and went downstairs for Christmas.
Downstairs, Mr and Mrs Granger were sitting in the lounge with large cups of coffee, but they didn't seem totally awake yet. Something told Harry that he was not the only one who got a wake-up call this morning.
"Morning Mum, morning Dad" Hermione said, hugging her parents "Now when can we have the presents!"
"Calm down dear" was their reply "Let us finish our coffee, and then we'll open our presents. Okay?"
Hermione pouted, knowing that her parents took ages to drink coffee, and went into the kitchen to get some breakfast. Harry decided to follow her, maybe they had some corn flakes...
A few minutes later, an over-eager Hermione sat in front of the tree wanting her presents. Harry on the other hand, was sitting on the sofa, having decided that the presents were labelled wrongly by mistake, and that they weren't his. He kept glancing out of the window though, something that caught Mrs Granger's attention.
"Harry" she started "I know you're worried about your uncle, but I assure you that he will not ever hurt you again. After Christmas we will ring child services and get them arrested for child abuse. Then you will never have to worry about them again. Okay?" Harry nodded slightly, but was still a little uncertain. Seeing this, Mrs Granger went over and pulled Harry into a hug. Harry went stiff at the contact, but eventually eased into the hug.
After pulling away, she said "Hermione, Harry, you can open your presents now"
Hermione screamed, and proceeded to rip the brightly coloured paper off of the parcels. Harry on the other hand stared at the pile of presents under the tree, shocked that they were really his.
"Are they really mine Mrs Granger?" Harry whispered
"Of course they are Harry, all good children get presents for Christmas. And please, call me Emma"
"Okay, E-Emma" and at that Harry got off the sofa and began to carefully unwrap his presents from under the tree, being careful not to rip the brightly coloured wrapping paper.
The first present he unwrapped was a red and white Christmas hat, which was very comfortable, but a bit big as it kept falling over his eyes, which made Emma laugh every time it did so. He also unwrapped a watch, a book called The Wind in the Willows and a large set of toy soldiers to have battles with.
After all the presents under the tree were opened, Hermione's parents took a large sack of presents and began distributing them. When Harry asked who they were from, he was told that they were from other members of the family. Harry felt a bit left out of this, but it was while they were doing this that he realized that he hadn't got Hermione or her parents anything for Christmas at all!
"Oh no!" Harry thought "They'll hate me" but he was brought out of this by Emma announcing it was time for Christmas dinner.
After having their Christmas dinner, and for Harry having his first taste of turkey, the now family of four decided to have some fun, and play one of Hermione's new board games, Pictionary. Harry was hopeless at the game, but it didn't help that he couldn't write very well. In the end though, he still had fun.
The rest of the day was spent in more-or-less the same way. Emma cleared the table for Harry, who then proceeded to have a full scale war with his soldiers, with the silver knights trying to rescue the princess from the clutches of the black knights, who had made the vase into her prison. The silver knights eventually managed to get the princess, but many of them had been killed off in battle, or eaten by the green dragon that had appeared half way through from the land of Under-The-Table.
That evening, Harry enjoyed a small part of an enormous joint of gammon. Apparently they were going to have Christmas with their family, which is why they had so much food, but they had got ill, so they couldn't come over. "Oh well" as Dan, as Mr Granger had demanded that Harry called him, said "We can eat it all, even if it takes us 'till Easter to do it!"
That evening, the family sat in the lounge to watch The Night Before Christmas, even though it wasn't. Harry had enjoyed it though, which was all that mattered. Eventually though, it was time for Harry and Hermione to go to bed.
The pair of them slowly plodded upstairs, and stopped outside the doors to their rooms.
"I hope you had a good Christmas Harry" Hermione said
"It was the best Christmas ever" was his reply. Hermione simply pulled him into a hug.
"Merry Christmas Harry" she said and she kissed him on the cheek, before they both went to bed.
Although neither of them had noticed it, a small white glow had surrounded the pair when Hermione had kissed him.
That night, they both unknowingly dreamed of each other.
Sorry it took so long to update, but I've been a tad busy, we went to the Olympics to see cycling and athletics, which then took up my time.
Anyway, there will be one more chapter detailing the rest of Harry's childhood, before I pick up at age eleven the chapter after that, and they then go to Hogwarts.
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