Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter or any of the character (that I know of unless I add more characters as I go).
(Chapter 10)
Christmas seemed to be fast approaching and I have a shit ton of things that need doing. 1- Give out my Christmas gifts (yes I am nice enough to get them gifts). 2- Get my ass moving on recruiting people as I really haven't got enough yet. I mean I've got some through Fred and George… and let's not forget the people through Cedric. But I need more. 3- See that very special mirror at some point. However, very important business to deal with first… I gotta go play in that snow.
After some amazing fun in the snow, including snowball fights (I am so glad I chose Crabbe and Goyal to be on my team with their throws). Not to mention the twins bewitching snowballs to hit Quirrell. They may have gotten in trouble, but those awesome dudes just hit Voldemort in the face so who cares? Well they didn't know it was him and I'm meant to be trying get him work with me but still!
There was I won't say no fighting because have you seen my group of friends? There is always going to be disagreements with us. But there was less than the last time around which also means fewer points taken from us.
Anyhow, that basically leads us to where we are now looking for info on our dear little (very old) Nicholas Flamel. Yes I know what book it is but I have no idea where to find it and how am I, Mr hates reading, meant to get a book (which is fucking huge) and say it was just "a bit of light reading"? I am neither Hermione nor Draco it would never work.
Anyway, moving on from the book. Draco, Hermione, Crabbe, and Neville are some of the people who offered me and Ron a place to stay for the holidays. Heck even some of my never 'friends?' offered us places to stay. But Ron's parents didn't agree with half of our friends and I wanted to see the mirror (and of course didn't want Ron be left alone with his older brothers). Ok so the last part was my excuse but it was also true.
"Last chance guys you sure you don't want to come? Mum and Dad are fine with it. There is more than enough room." Draco askes us. To be honest it sounds more like begging and I am very tempted to give into his puppy dog eyes.
"My mum and dad didn't like that idea much. 'Ronald Weasley you know the Malfoy family and families like them are not to be trusted. You'd be killed the second you stepped into their house'. Yada, yada you saw the letters. Preach at me not to judge then go and say shit like that. Where the bloody hell do they think I get if from?" Ron demands getting rather angry… and strangely the imitation did sound like Mrs Weasley and had us all laughing. well except for Hermione who was giving him disapproving looks.
"Ron I am sure your mother doesn't sound like that and she is only looking out for you." Inputs Hermione (and ooh wrong move).
"I've heard her at Diagon Alley she really does sound like that." Says Goyal.
"Why's he being left at Hogwarts so she can visit Charlie instead of asking Charlie home if she really is just looking out for him?" askes Goyal.
"Are you saying that he needs protecting from us and our families? He's one of my best friends I wouldn't hurt him. My family doesn't go around mindlessly killing. The only reason we'd hurt someone is if they hurt our family first. You know I wouldn't let my family hurt any of you." Draco ranted.
All these comments were said in a rush of protest and some got jumbled with others but that is the main part of the comments. From the look Ron is giving everyone he is getting upset and about to blow up. But before he could Neville started to quietly comfort him while the argument carried on in the background.
"I am not saying any of that." Hermione insists.
I am now resisting a very over dramatic sigh to get their attention. But with these lot it would be futile anyhow.
"It does sound like that is what you are saying Hermione. This is why I ask you to think things through before speaking, so you can reason why you've said it. Guys what she means is Mrs Weasley thinks she's doing what is best for her children even if it isn't true. What she has been told is what she believes and she is just trying to protect her children. Can you really blame her for trying to do that?" I tried to reason and slowly their arguments died out. But come on! Why do I have to be the voice of reason around here now? It's just so unfair.
When everyone was in the carriages to go home Me, Ron and the twins went back up the castle. When I say twins I really should specify which ones. Like there are even more twins that I knew in school the first time around apparently. There is a set of twins one in Hufflepuff and one in Slytherin; over the school year they acted like distant cousins or something but when going home they were very close. Our little group this time around changed that and they are willing to go against what people think they should be so they can be happy.
Christmas eve we decided to do an all-nighter. It failed. McGonagall, do I need to say any more? Well I am going to anyway. We all really must be predictable. We were going to lose points as well until Fred pointed out that there is no rule about what time we had to sleep, only about what time we had to be in our dorms. George made this even clearer by pulling out the rule book (given to them by Charlie and Bill when they stated first year) and finding the exact page for her to read.
In the end we came up with an agreement (considering she was going to write to the Weasley family otherwise) that we could stay awake until 1am and we have to leave gifts until the morning. You may argue that she 'won't know' and if you do you do argue that you don't know her well. Sher knows everything… Well everything other than you should always trust children when they claim a stone is being stolen and things like that. But whatever I am so over that!
So anyway moving on, by time it was 1am we were all bloody knackered anyway and can blame her instead of losing our dignity. It really didn't take us that long to fall asleep.
I woke up to Fred and George jumping on my bed and Ron sat at the end while Percy glared at them.
"Honestly you two who do you think is the younger brother here?" Percy asks. "Ron is sat nicely why do you have to jump on him?" he demands.
"Have you ever tried to wake Harry up?" Starts Fred.
"Yeah three hours if you try the nice way the lazy sod." Finishes George.
"That lazy sod is awake and looking right at you." I say before kicking them off onto the floor.
"Come on Harry we wanted wait for you before opening gifts." Ron says grabbing my hand.
When we get down to the dorm where we had positioned our gits he turns to me with a grin.
"Happy Christmas, Harry."
"Happy Christmas, Ron. Happy Christmas, Guys."
I actually had more gifts this year due to my increased number of friends. Still my most treasured is the cloak belonging to my dad. Just to wear it warms my (admittedly cold) heart.
Once again I let Ron have the fifty pence piece. After everyone had opened their gifts we decided it was time for breakfast. Clad in our Weasley jumpers of course (and yes we did have to force Ron).
"Hey Fred, what is the betting that next Christmas she accidentally sends Ginny's jumper to me?" George asks.
"If she does we're keeping it. We have been asking for neon pink for years." Fred replies with a laugh.
We get to the hall with our usual banter. Fred and George saying about perfect Percy and any time Ron laughed Percy would conjure up a spider. Yes Percy has a sense of humour. But he also can manipulate you into thinking he can do no wrong (the bloody Slytherin).
After many snowball fights and full stomachs. Well and watching Percy chase Fred and George around, I can conclude that this Christmas was just as fun as the first time around.
Once everyone was in bed I got out my cloak and decided to go to the mirror. Yeas this time I am going to miss out the lovely journey to the restricted section and that quite frankly terrifying book. I could very much do without a run in with Filch and Snape thank you very much.
When I got to the mirror I didn't look straight in scared of what would (or would not) be there. I look up and for a second I do see my mum and dad but one by one they are followed by the people who died in my previous life. Some not even born yet.
My mother gives me a smile while my dad looks around and indicated behind him to all the people most importantly his old friends.
I look at the face of my not yet dead Godfather and see him say the words "you can do it pup".
The scene changes Generations worth of people going in and out of Hogwarts. It still stands. We all do. I did it. I stopped our world from being destroyed with help from both the light and the dark sides.
This is a fantasy that I am determined to make reality.
Instead of getting Ron and showing him this marvellous mirror I decided to stay and have this time to myself.
I stay looking at what the world can be and talking to me family until Professor Dumbledore comes in and indicated to the mirror.
"What is it you see when you look into the mirror? A personal question I know but an old man's curiosity can get the better of him."
"My parents. My mum and dad. What about you Professor?" I reply with a half-truth and a question of my own. I can see he knows it's not the full truth just as I do with him when he says.
"I? I see myself holding a pair of thick, woollen socks. One can never have enough socks and yet another Christmas without them." He knows I see through him but this is how our relationship has always been.
As I go to bed I think of all that I've seen in that mirror today. Although it's too later to save my parents and Neville's parents and Luna's mum and all the others killed before now. I will try my damn hardest to save the rest of them. I will save anyone and everyone that I am capable of saving.
End for now.
-Thanks for reading.
-Hope it worked out well.
-You may correct me if there is any glaring spelling mistake (though even if you do I may not sort it out soo…) hehe.
-Anyhow, sorry for the lateness m'dears.
-I was an idiot and wrote it on paper first and writing it across to my laptop was a pain in the ass.
-Yeah I'll stop rambling now.