One Shot: Christmas Miracle

A/N: This isn't my best writing (I wrote this a year ago before I stared trying to improve my writing, however after I update all my old chapters my new updates will have better writing quality.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter™ used in this one shot DO NOT belong to me they belong to J K Rowling.

A crisp cold air fell over the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Christmas was drawing near. The halls were decked out in various decorations and numerous Christmas trees. Siting in the great Hall eating her breakfast Hermione found that her Christmas cheer had gone. " They really are gone - aren't they?" Ginny tried to comfort Hermione but it was going no where.

"I am sorry Hermione but I am afraid so," Ginny didn't know what to say, yesterday Hermione had been informed that her parents had died in a car accident. A bell sounded in the background and many students made their way to their first class of the day. To Hermione the sound was distant, her world was slowly caving in burying her deep in the ruble of what use to be a positive attitude, bright future and happy memories. "I better get going, defence against dark arts first and according to some fourth years the teacher is horrible." Ginny reenacted how they described the professor, both girls started to laugh. "Keep that smile there," Ginny hugged Hermione then left.

"Talk later," Hermione called out. Not knowing what to do in the free period she had Hermione walked out to the grounds and made her way to the seats beside the black lake.

"Oi Granger!" The cold voice of Malfoy called out, sighing Hermione called back.

"What do you want Malfoy?" He didn't answer back, turning in the spot she was siting in Hermione came face to face with a cold lump of snow. Wiping the much of her face Hermione turned back around.

"What no hexes?" Hermione shook her head, "no yelling at me?" Her response was the same. "Fine continue sulking then, but professor McGonagall would like to see you in her office. It's something about your parents." Hermione's face went stiff, for anyone that saw the situation they would have through it was because the snow that had hit her face was chilling her to the core, but to Hermione any mention of her parents especially by Malfoy made her angry. Hoping up she walked to the headmistress office, shoving Malfoy into the snow on her way.

After talking to professor McGonagall Hermione's head felt cleaner. There was no longer a guilty feeling that she had caused her parents death. It turned out that there was no car accident and that her parents were actually still safe. It felt as if an invisible weight had been lifted of her shoulders. Hermione was in the mood to sing and dance, maybe not sing, she laughed at what happened last time she tried to sing. The ghoul that resided in the Attic of the Burrow had cleared off, for good.

Still having her free period Hermione walked to a small area hidden by trees and started to dance. "Someone's happy," Malfoy walked into the area.

"None if your snide remarks will affect me, Malfoy," it was true she was just to happy to let a git like him ruin her mood.

"Who said I was going to use a snide remark?" His smirk formed on his lips. "What do you think your doing, mudblood?" He spat at her, but he didn't refuse the gesture. Soon they were dancing to the chirping noise the birds were making.

"Have a bit of holiday spirit," Hermione pulled out her wand and gave it a swish, soon all around them there were dove's flying and small Christmas decorations around them.

"Dove's?" Malfoy questioned,

"They are the sign of peace," Hermione watched as the flew around elegantly.

"Umm Granger!" Malfoy looked worried. "Did you plan this?"

"Plan what?" Hermione looked confused, but followed the direction of where his hand was pointing. "No, but I should have realized, it's a Christmas decoration and I didn't think."

"It's also a Christmas tradition, I am going to regret this I think." He reached out for her hand and pulled her close. Placing his hands both sides of Hermione's cool cheeks he leant in and kissed her. They stood blissfully unaware of their surroundings under the small piece of mistletoe. It was a Christmas miracle, there was finally house and blood unity between Slytherin and Gryffindor, Malfoy and Granger, pureblood and muggle born.