Harry had been acting very distant lately, and I decided to find out what was up. "Harry, why are you avoiding everyone?" I asked.
"Because, if I am around you all I put you in danger. I want to just go away so no harm is done to anyone." he told me.
"Harry, you can't." I said.
"I could actually, but Dumbledore said I shouldn't. I especially shouldn't be around you Annabelle. You have only been practicing your magic for less that a year. You couldn't handle what might happen to you." he told me.
"Harry. You see how good I catch on to things in the D.A. meetings. You have taught me a lot, I think I could handle myself." I said.
"I just don't want to see you hurt." he said as he looked me in the eye.
"Harry I'll be fine. I want to help you." I said.
"Thanks." he said, and he kissed me on the cheek. I blushed.
I loved Ron's house. It was the most incredible house I have ever seen. "I love your house Mrs. Weasley." I said as she passed over a dish for me to dry. I was helping her wash the dishes. It was the least I could do since she and Mr. Weasley were letting me stay with them over Christmas.
"Thank you dear. Some people don't see it as amazing." she told me.
"Ron is really great. You should be proud." I told her.
"He tells us about how good of friends you two have become." she said smiling I smiled at her and finished drying the last of the dishes.
I went off to find Harry. He was outside. "Hey Harry." I greeted.
"You are probably the only thing that could make me smile right now." he told me with a smile. My cheeks went red.
"Well I'm glad I can make you smile." I told him, still blushing.
"Let's go to bed. It's Christmas tomorrow." he told me.
We walked inside. I was excited to be around so many people I care about on Christmas. Christmas with my parents was fine, but my parents just never seemed to be in the holiday spirit.
Hermione, Ginny, and I shared a bedroom. I fell fast asleep.
ANNABELLE'S DREAM
"ANNNNNANELLE." Voldemort whispered.
"What do you want?" I asked angrily.
"HARRRY POTTERRR." he whispered back.
"You will not hurt Harry!" I yelled back at him.
I woke up sweating. I fell back asleep, and had no other dreams.
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS ANNABELLE!" yelled Ginny and Hermione at the same time.
"Happy Christmas." I said groggily, as I got out of bed. We walked downstairs and saw everyone already down there.
"Happy Christmas." Harry said. I smiled and gave him a giant hug.
Everyone started to open presents. Surprisingly, there was some for me. Hermione knitted me a scarf. "I love it Hermione. Thank you so much" I told her.
"I hoped you would like it." she said with a smile. I also knitted Hermione a scarf.
"Sorry, I kind of got you the same thing." I said embarrassed.
"I love it." she told me.
Ron gave me a picture. It was a picture of my grandma, when she was a bit younger. She was happily waving to the camera. I still wasn't used to the moving pictures. "Ron, how did you ever find this?" I asked.
"My parents knew your grandma, and they had this photo of her. She was apart of the Order of the Phoenix." he told me.
"Order of the What?" I asked confused.
"Order of the Phoenix. It is kind of like the D.A.." he told me. Ron went into more detail about this group. I was impressed that my grandma was apart of this amazing group.
"Ron, I love this picture." I told him. He gave me a smile and I gave him my gift. I got him an assortment of candies.
"This is fabulous Annabelle. Thank you." he told me.
"Ok Harry it's your turn to open your gift from me." I said with a smile. I got Harry a picture of us. It was inside a pretty frame. We were laughing, and not even looking at the camera. It was one of my favorite pictures.
"Wow, Annabelle. This is fantastic." Harry said with a big smile.
"Well I'm glad you like it." I told him.
"Here." Harry said. Harry passed me a bracelet. It was beautiful.
"Harry. You make all of our gifts look like rubbish." Ron told him.
"Thank you Harry. I love it." I told him as I gave him a hug.
"I love everyone's gifts." I said to everyone. An owl flew to the window by the sink in the kitchen. It was Draco's owl. It carried a package. I walked over to it.
"Who's owl is that?" asked Harry.
"It's Draco's." I told him. Everyone started exchange glances. I opened up the package. The package contained a note and a rose. The note read: Annabelle, Happy Christmas. I got you this magic rose. It never dies. It represents our friendship. No matter what happens, our friendship will never die. Love, Draco.
I was surprised of how Draco worded his note. I never knew he valued our friendship so much. I passed the rose around to everyone. Harry was not happy.
