A/N: Hey! Harry Potter characters are not mine! Yeah, I decided to do a Christmas Episode, where nobody dies, okay maybe someone dies, but you'll have to wait to find out! Happy Holidays to All!
Chapter 8: We Wish You a Hogwarts Christmas
Harry, Ron and Hermione were up at the crack of dawn in the Gryffindor Common Room opening each others' presents. Ron, Harry and Hermione each got their usual sweater from Mrs. Weasley. Harry got various Quidditch memorabilia from Ron, and a book from Hermione.
Harry: Hogwarts: A History?
Hermione: Well, I figure that if you have one, then maybe you both wouldn't be so daft when I spout off the facts that you should know by now.
Harry and Ron just looked at her as if she were crazy. They both were expecting her to pull a gun on them……again. Both Ron and Harry exchanged various sweets, Quidditch stuff, and stuff from Zonko's Joke Shop. When they were done opening their gifts they decided to head down to Hagrid's Hut to wish him a Merry Christmas. While they were heading down the staircase, they ran into Ginny.
Harry: Hi Ginny.
Ginny: Hi you guys, Merry Christmas! Where are you headed?
Ron: We're going down to Hagrids, wanna join us?
Ginny: Yeah, sure.
So the four of them made their way down to the Gamekeeper's Cabin. Hermione had received some awful fruitcake from her relatives, and sadly, ate it. She was throwing up outside of Hagrid's door because she smelled the awful smell again.
Hagrid: 'Ello you lot! Merry Christmas! 'Ermione, you al'right? You look terrible.
Ron: Bad Fruitcake.
Hagrid: I see. Oh 'ello, Ginny! Didn't see you there!
Ginny: Story of my life.
Hagrid: Well, c'mon in! Help yourself to some treats!
Hagrid's small cabin was filled with a strange smell. A smell none of them had experienced here, GOOD food smell! Each piece of food actually looked like it was edible! So the four of them helped themselves to some of each. Ginny took a good swig of eggnog, then asked Hagrid.
Ginny: Hagrid, did you get a caterer or something?
Hagrid: Oh, my no! Made this all meself!
Ginny's smile quickly faded. It was replaced with a pale, wide-eyed face, and a look of pain. She dropped the cup containing the eggnog to the floor, and started gasping for breath.
Ron: Hagrid! Look at Ginny! Look at my sister! What's happening? Why's she choking?
Hermione snorted into a piece of her pumpkin pie, with a small grin on her face.
Hermione: Isn't it obvious? It's HAGRIDS cooking, Ron. Put two and two together!
While Ron was taking his sweet time trying to figure out why his sister was chocking, Harry was trying to help Ginny, who was now on the floor convulsing.
Harry: GINNY!
Okay, so Harry wasn't exactly helping, he was freaking out. While he was freaking and Ron was being dumb and Hermione was laughing, Ginny died. Hagrid came out of his kitchen with a jug that looked like milk, but when he put his hand out of the way, it said: FLESH EATING SLUG REPELANT. And right below it had a poison symbol. Harry had a sheet, and pulled it over Ginny's dead body.
Harry: Merry Christmas to All, and To All a Good Night.
That's it! Read and Review! The Trio cannot die! Next to die is Fudge!
