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"It's Christmas…" Juliet spoke to herself.
She turned her head to her clock; it was exactly 10:02 in the morning. She looked back at ceiling, trying to make her brain function normally again. There were no other girls in her dorm, just herself with an army of empty beds.
"It's Christmas." Juliet said to herself a little more assertively.
The Gryffindor smiled so big, it probably would have gotten stuck.
"IT'S CHRISTMAS!" Cheered the petite witch with pure joy. She threw on her slippers, and ran out of the room still clearly in her Pajama's. Besides startling a few ghosts that were floating down the hallways, the castle was pretty barren. It made sense though, what kid wouldn't spend Christmas with their families anyway?
Juliet dashed across the hallway screaming the words: "It's Christmas, it's Christmas OH BOY!" at the top of her lungs. She woke up a lot of the paintings, but they laughed it off realizing why she was so happy. She turned a few corners reaching the Hufflepuff entrance in due time. Chekov's Dorm was right by the kitchen so you could smell all the amazing flavors of good Christmas feast cooking.
"CHEKOV, CHEKOV, OPEN THE DOOR! IT'S CHRISTMAS, OPEN UP!" She yelled with glee. After hearing some footsteps the door to the Hufflepuff dormitories opened up with Chekov shirtless and showing off his six pack.
"Good morning, L'venok! Happy Christmas to you too!" He replied happily.
"AHH!" Juliet screeched, coving her eyes. "Go put a shirt on for Christ sake, Chekov!"
"What you don't like? I thought women loved a toned man." He said disappointed by the reaction.
"Just put one on!" She yelled, blushing. "Show some decency, I'm a lady!"
"It's not that bad, you can still get married." Chekov pouted.
"That's not the point, egghead!" She screeched.
"Alright, alright, I'm going." The Russian replied happily.
After the fiasco of the shirt Chekov was being pulled by Juliet who in turn was rushing to the Ravenclaw dormitories. The two friends laughed heartily, excited to open their presents, eat sweets and drink hot chocolate. Before they could run all the way up to the east tower though they spotted Robin descending the staircase.
"ROBIN!" They both yelled.
"The bloody hell?" Was all Robin could say as the two of them attacked, hugging the Ravenclaw like he was some sort of puppy.
Robin was sporting white pajama bottoms with navy blue stripes. He had a black t-shirt, wearing his trusty black bathrobe and matching black slippers. His black hair was in a mess just like Chekov's, Although Chekov's blonde hair always had some cowlick compared to Robin, whose hair was perfectly groomed in a way that only an Englishman could be proud of.
"Robin, presents, let's go!" Juliet jumped up and down excitedly, pointing down the stairs indicating her need to reach the great hall where all the gifts were.
"Alright, alright already, Let's go." With that sentence alone Juliet took Robin's hand with her free hand and dragged the two wizards down to the Great Hall. Before they could reach the place Juliet stopped in her tracks, as if she had been lost in deep thought.
"Juliet, why did you stop? I thought you wanted to go open presents." Robin inquired.
"Da, I think you'll really like mine! Lets go!" said the Russian, edging them both to go forward.
She looked up at her two friends, and smiled regrettably.
"You guys go on ahead of me, I forgot to get Tom." She turned the opposite direction, jogging to the corner. "I'll be back in a jiffy!" She yelled, disappearing from their sight.
"You're really bringing that snake over to ruin everything?" Robin called after her, annoyed now that he knew Riddle would be joining them.
"Great, there goes our happy Christmas. Damn Scrooge, she just HAD to befriend that guy of all people." Robin sighed, talking to himself.
"You really don't like Tom do you, Robin." Chekov stated.
"That guy is bad news to me, I don't know what it is, but something about him just puts me off." He huffed.
"They say a Ravenclaw's intuition is never wrong, but I can't help but think you're wrong. There's good in him I believe. He might just be too shy to show it." Chekov smiled to his friend.
"You're too trusting."
"And you're too cynical."
"Guilty as charged." Robin shrugged.
"That's why I put coal in your stocking!" Chekov said cheerily.
"You didn't…"
The Gryffindor reached the bottom of the final staircase, running her way down to the dungeons where the Slytherin Dorms were. The hallways were dark but were lit enough that you could see where you were going... kinda. It always bothered Juliet that Tom's dorm was so secluded from everyone. Then again not everyone is happy go lucky extrovert like herself and Chekov. They could have made it at least a little more cheerful though! They might as well should have added fake cobwebs and jack'o lanterns then it would look like the haunted houses in the U.S.
The echoing of her feet hitting against the floor was a little creepy and the paintings down in this part of the castle were still asleep. Juliet ignored her settings though she just needed to get that Slytherin to the great hall!
She finally reached the entrance, spotting the painting that blocked her path.
"Um…." The painting came to life, looked down at her with perplexing eyes. It was an old man with a long beard like Headmaster Dippet's, but his electric blue eyes looked cold and unwelcoming, the sneer didn't help much either.
"A Gryffindor…" He spat, eyeing the crest on her robe. "What in gods name do you want?"
"S-sorry for bothering you sir…" She coughed to clear her throat more. "Could you please get Tom Riddle to come out please? I want him to open presents with the rest of us in the great hall." Juliet asked politely, not wanting the painting to spite her.
"And why should I show any kindness by helping a Gryffindor like you?"
"Because kindness is indifferent to discrimination?" She replied questionably.
"Hmm… a smart Gryffindor, how rare." He replied dryly. " Very well. Wait here." The man in the painting got out of his seat and disappeared in the door behind him. Juliet waited patiently, taking an 'oh so much' interest to the floor. Finally, the man returned, seating himself on his chair again.
"He will be with you shortly." He said solemnly, the witch in return smiled brightly.
"Thank you very much!"
"It's quite curious you're acquainted with that boy. Mr. Riddle is how you say… different than the rest of the students here in the Slytherin house."
"In a bad way?" questioned the witch.
"No you stupid girl, far from it." He boomed making the witch jump. "He's different because he acts just like Salizar Slytherin himself. He is a true Slytherin in my opinion. Never seen a man so ambitious to become great in all my life. He is a model student if you ask me."
"You should tell him that, I bet he would like to hear that." Said Juliet smiling, nodding her head.
"What I find so curious, is that you remind me of Godric Gryffindor when he was younger." He sighed. "You should thank your lucky stars though small one. You seem to be kinder… and a little smarter." he mumbled slightly.
"You're a very kind portrait. What is your name?" The witch asked.
"I am Alistair Ironford." He informed, bowing. "I was Salizar Slytherin's and Godric Gryffindor's teacher once upon a time."
"You must have a lot of stories about them, I would love to hear them sometime!" She replied excited.
"hmmmm, perhaps. And what of you, Girl? Do you have a name? Or perhaps I shall just call you Godric the II?" He said, clearly amused by his own joke.
"I am Juliet De la Lune. It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance." She bowed in return, trying to show respect. Suddenly the door flung open, almost hitting Juliet in the process. Tom exited the Slytherin common room, shutting the door and putting the painting back in his place.
"Yes, Juliet?" He looked slightly annoyed. His hair seemed damp and he smelled lightly of some kind soap.
"What took you so long?" She whined.
"I was in the shower you idiot, what do you want?" He answered with venom in his voice this time.
"Temper, Temper…" She said shaking her head.
"One of my many faults." He spat.
"I wanted you to come open presents with me, Robin, and Chekov in the great hall. It's Christmas!" She twirled in a circle to show her excitement. Tom face palmed in front of her, sighing deeply.
"Where do you get this ball of energy?" He asked himself rhetorically. He then turned toward the little annoyance in front of him with regret.
"Alright, I'll go." Giving in. It just wasn't worth it to say no to this girl anymore.
"HURRAY!" She grabbed Tom's hand leading him away from Slytherin dormitory, laughing like she heard the best joke in the world. Tom was groaning, yet those eyes of his looked at her with acceptance.
The painting couldn't help but notice the way that girl dragged Riddle around was much like his students. He reminisced Godric pulling Salizar away to the fields when they were children. The Gryffindor head was smiling childishly with his blazing light red hair flowing in the wind, laughing at his moody friend. Salizar Slytherin, who's green eyes slightly hidden from his black hair seemed content, couldn't help but giving his friend a scowl for getting dragged into whatever scheme he had planned.
Yes, it was very refreshing to see that once more.
"I found him!" Yelled the Gryffindor. She ran to Chekov and Robin who were drinking some hot coco.
"We saved you and your friend a glass." Said the Hufflepuff, pointing at the steaming hot glass of brown liquid.
Tom slowly made his way to the Christmas tree deciding to sit besides Juliet. The four of them all drank hot chocolate in contentment while opening their presents.
Chekov was very happy with his presents. Robin gave him a new scarf, an encyclopedia on dragons and some homemade cookies. Chekov eagerly opened the book, claiming aloud that he always wanted a book like this. The best part was that it was in Russian! Juliet gave him a stuffed dragon plushie, a Rita Hayworth poster from America and a deck of playing cards. The Russian seemed very happy with Rita Hayworth.
Robin was also pleased with his gifts... well… at least until he discovered that Chekov wasn't kidding about the coal in his stocking. He received from Juliet a state of the art muggle camera along with film and other supplies that came with it. He was also given a book on taking pictures and a rubber ducky in which Robin named Melvin . From Chekov, he was given a fancy fountain pen, new books on muggle studies and a fancy pair of gloves that looked like they were made from dragon skin.
Juliet seemed like all the happiness in the world was bursting out of her. From Robin, she got a chanel no.5 perfume, claiming that her mom thought it was cologne meant for him. She also received a bag of cookies along with a record of Frank Sinatra. From Chekov, she received a black bunny plushie. He claimed that her bunny needed a friend. She also was given a book series called Sherlock Holmes by Sir Walter Scott. Tom took a peak of the first edition quickly to read up on it after the Russian explained they were mystery novels.
As For Tom, He received two presents from Juliet. He was pleasantly surprised that his first gift was "A Midsummer Night's Dream" by Shakespeare of course. He snorted at the fact the witch gave him one of his comedies and would have much preferred the Merchant of Venice; to which Robin retorted that he could use laughter in his life since he was incapable.
"You dare say I can't laugh?" He said glaring at the Ravenclaw.
"Dare say? I say it's a scientific fact that you can't laugh. In fact I think you might blow up one of your lungs if you dare try to." Robin replied dryly.
"That's rich coming from the prick who has nothing to say but insults." The Slytherin hissed.
"Aw come on guys it's Christmas! None of this now!" Juliet whined.
"This is why you got coal in your stocking, Robin." The Russian said laughing at him.
"Fight me tree man!" The Ravenclaw barked.
Tom turned back to his gifts while rolling his eyes. He ripped the wrapping paper, opened up the box only to discover He received an emerald green fountain pen. Juliet explained to him that the pen writes in a special green ink and that it can disappear on paper, only to reveal itself to the person whom it's meant to be read by. For once, Tom was impressed by the genuine thought of the gift. Juliet must have known he must have liked his privacy very much. Before he could inquire how much she saved to purchase it, Robin and Chekov brought themselves to their feet.
"Hey, Robin and I are going to put our presents in our rooms. We'll be right back." At that, the two wizards departed, leaving Tom and Juliet alone.
"You still haven't opened my gift you know…" Tom said as he reopened the first volume of Sherlock Holmes.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I almost forgot." Juliet, took out the box from her robe. She eyed the box carefully.
"This isn't a prank box is it?" She looked to the Slytherin with suspicion.
"It's not."
She turned back to the box, slowly tearing off the wrapping paper. She then opened the box slowly, taking precautions about it being a gag. When it was fully open, Juliet's eyes widened like eye saucers.
"It's… It's so…"
"It's what?" He demanded.
"It's so pretty!" She awed.
In the box was a beautifully oval carved locket. It had a single red gem in the middle of it, probably to represent Juliet's house color.
"It suited you so I bought it." He said simply, absorbed in his reading.
"How much did this cost?" She asked, looking at him with disbelief.
"I got it at an antique shop down in Hogsmade. Didn't cost me much." Tom did actually get it at Hogsmade, but he got it when he snuck out of school using one of the secret paths Malfoy had mentioned. His initial reason of going there was to get a butter beer but then he spotted the Antique shop that had the locket. It cost a good amount of money, but Tom quickly fixed that when he complimented the female caretaker.
"You know, the secret isn't its beauty, it's the inside is what really counts." He told her, pointing at the locket.
"Thats incredibly sappy and romantic of you to say, I didn't know you loved me Tom." She replied snickering.
"The day I love you, is the day the world will end." He deadpanned.
"I'm just kidding, sheesh. Can't take a joke can you? Maybe Robin was right, maybe you really can't laugh after all." The Slytherin gave her a good glare before returning once again to the book he had opened. Juliet rolled her eyes, she really began to think this man would never grow a sense of humor.
That was then Juliet opened the locket and heard the prettiest melody in the world come out of it. (Youtube: Sanctuary (passion) Music Box Ver. Click on first link)
Inside, was a magical music box player that was equipped on one half of the locket. The other half allowed a picture to be placed in it. It was truly an extraordinary gift.
"It's very pretty, Tom. Thank you. I'll wear it all the time, promise!" She said while putting it on. When she finally secured the fastening she turned to him smiling.
"How do I look?" She asked, showing off her neck.
"I already said it suit you didn't I stupid girl?" He snorted, turning the page of his book.
Tom tried to ignore the small pride in him that she liked his gift so much. His eyes that were once reading hardened into a cold glare thinking he shouldn't feel such an emotion to that girl. He hated it when his mind played tricks with him. Maybe this was the friendship she spoke of earlier….
He sighed, closing his book.
This was going to be a long year...
Hope you all enjoyed, please comment so I can be happy to know someone's reading this herp derp.