Bold-Contact
Letter
Thoughts
Chapter Eleven-Christmas Time
Harry's win propelled Harry to hero status in the common room and in a potion master mind. The nods of respect from the students and the points awarded for the smallest of things by Snape ensured that the months before Christmas were happy ones.
The emerald green fires in both the Slytherin common room and their individual dormitories made the House one of the main places that remained warm under the bitter coldness. When Harry asked why the fire was green, Draco said that there was a glamour spell on the logs; there it acted on the flames as well. Elsewhere, only the Great Hall was remotely comfortable. In the rest of the castle, the corridors were ice-cold, and the bitter wind constantly rattled the classroom windows. Though the dungeons were made of stone and held the winter chill, the walls were solid, and neither snow nor wind could penetrate.
No one could wait for the holidays to start. Harry was looking forward to taking a break from school. When Professor Snape had come around to inquire if any students would be staying at school over the holidays, Harry had been glad to explain that though he wasn't staying at school, he certainly wasn't going back to his awful Muggle relatives.
"Oh no, Mister Potter?" Snape asked curiously. "Where then, may I ask, do you plan to go?"
"Susan's Aunt. Madam Bones had invited me to stay for the holidays." This was true, however Harry had also received a invite from the Malfoys. However he declined because of the logic that Harry Potter staying with a excused death eater would give Harry some bad publicity in the press.
Professor Snape, though, frowned slightly. "I'm afraid it's not as simple as all that, Mister Potter," he said.
"What's the problem, sir?" Draco asked, as Harry's heart leapt into his throat. He desperately did not want to see his so-called family.
"To go anywhere other than home, the school must receive a notification of permission from a parent or guardian," Snape explained. "I advise you to write a letter home and ask for such permission, Mister Potter. Otherwise, the Headmaster will not allow it."
Harry sighed before hurrying off to write a letter to the Dursley's, asking for permission. However when Hedwig returned with the letter. The answer was very clear. Uncle Vernon's own hand in blue ink on blue-lined white paper. It forbid him to associate with any of his fellow 'freaks' and explicitly instructed the Headmaster to not let Harry leave the school grounds. When Harry read the letter, he crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the emerald flames, watching the letter burn with flames.
That when Susan decide to step in. "Don't worry Harry, you'll still be to come to the new year's party." The new year's party was a annual party hosted by Fudge, the Minster of Magic. When it turned out that Harry had accepted the invite, Fudge automatically offered anything in Harry's direction. Dress robes and a two way portkey from any location. At the thought of this, Harry let out a small smile. "That's more like it. Can't have my date looking like a person who seen death."
At this Harry chuckled. "Since when did I agree to be your date?"
"Because you're my plus one." Said Susan, before she then sat down in Harry's lap causing him to stiffen. "Mmm. It's very nice and warm here. I might stay for a while." Harry lacked the will to protest and therefore remained sat with the redhead on his lap.
Harry was indeed looking forward to the holiday. Though he had been denied his first choice of visiting Malfoy Manor by the Dursleys, at least he wouldn't be forced to see those horrible Muggles. The Christmas feast at Hogwarts was likely to be a thousand times better than anything he ate at Privet Drive.
Everyone left the next morning. The first years had a bit of an emotional parting. Every girl hugged Harry the only one who were remaining at the school. Millie had hesitated to hug, and Harry saw her start to offer her hand to shake, but she set her jaw and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing the breath out of him. Theo, Crabbe, and Goyle all shook hands, and Harry feared he might never write with a quill again, so strong were the bigger boys' grips. After breakfast, Harry were all alone in Slytherin House. That was until professor Snape joined him.
"Potter." Said the potion master. Harry looked toward the potion master. "Follow me." The pair took a walk to Snape's office. As they entered, Snape motioned to Harry to sit down which he did. "Potter, I am here with an offer. So far, you have shown a lot of potential and therefore I would like to make a offer of training you and mister Malfoy after Christmas. I do believe that you could benefit from this." Snape's black eyes glinted madly.
Harry paused to examine the option from every viewpoint before saying "Sir. I accept."
"Good Potter. Now get out of my office. Bring yourself and Mr Malfoy on the first Wednesday back after the holidays. Good day" at this point, Harry fled the room.
On Christmas Eve, Harry went to bed looking forward to the feast the next day. He wasn't expecting a visit from St. Nicholas, nor did he expect any presents. He'd never gotten presents before, so when he woke in the morning to find a pile of brightly-wrapped packages at the foot of his bed, he was very shocked. Looking at the tags, he saw that they were from his friends and their parents. It brought a tear to his eye.
Harry picked up the top parcel. It was a decent sized box wrapped in shiny silver foil. The tag was from Jenna's parents. He tore it open to find several tins of polish and a polishing cloth. The note inside said, "For broom and wand." He smiled.
His next parcel was wrapped in shiny green foil, and it was from Theodore's parents. Inside was a tooled leather wand sheath. The runes designs ensnared the eyes. He put it with his robes immediately.
The next package was from Goyle's mum and dad and contained a fine set of Gobstones. That was excellent, now he wouldn't have to borrow a set if he wanted to play.
Crabbe's parents had given him a pair of matched raven-feather quills and an inkwell filled with silver ink. The Well had a spell that automatically refilled the pot after use.
Pansy and her parents had bought him a subscription to the Daily Prophet. He'd mentioned several times that he ought to get the paper, and now he was saved the trouble.
Crabbe and Goyle had jointly bought him a cardboard box and filled it with candy. There were Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Chocolate Frogs, Fizzing Whizbees, and other things he'd never heard of before. Even the snack trolley on the Hogwarts Express didn't have most of this stuff. He nibbled on a sugar quill.
From the Zabinis and Bulstrodes, there were a dozen boxes of new clothes. Harry looked down at his tatty hand-me-downs and flushed red before picking up the clothes and pulling them on to be pleasantly surprised that they fitted him perfectly.
Harry picked up a letter, in a Muggle envelope. There was no parcel attatched to it. Inside the envelope was a note. He unfolded it and began to read.
We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. Taped to the note was a fifty-pence coin.
Harry growled at this before placing the letter and coin on the floor, pulling out his wand and yelled Reducto. The spell shattered the coin, much to Harry's happiness before he grabbed the next present. Inside it was a present from the Malfoy's. It was a set of emerald dress robes along with a note. For the Party.
The next one was a small box from both the Greengrass and Davis families. It was a box with two compartment. The first one was a book that told people about their family history. All you had to do was give it a drop of blood. Harry set that aside before looking in the other compartment. Inside was three sheets of parchment. Each cover with writing in black ink. Harry picked up the first and started to read.
The declaration of the Joining of the Potter and Greengrass family.
I, Daniel Greengrass, offer the heir of the Potter family title my daughter Daphne in the binding contract of marriage on the condition that the Potter family provide a loving home for her and any children she may bear. I also include the annulment package if the suitor fails to deliver a child for the offering.
We also offer a dowry of ten thousand Galleons.
Daniel Greengrass
Head of House Greengrass
...
Lord of House Potter
Harry gasped at the sight of this before looking at the other two. The second one was a offer f or Tracey Davis whilst the third was given for a Astoria Greengrass. Harry replaced the contracts in the compartment before placing them on the bed. He would look at it later.
There was only one parcel left. Harry picked it up and noted that it felt very light. He tore the paper off. Something fluid and silvery grey went sliding to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds. Harry picked it up before pulling it on and looking in the mirror. It seemed as though his head was floating there in mid-air. The rest of his body was invisible. He pulled the hood up over his head, and he vanished from sight completely. "Bloody Hell." Muttered Harry before looking around for a note. Sure enough, a note had come with the cloak and fallen to the floor. Harry seized it. It was written in a narrow, loopy script that he'd never seen before.
Your father left this in my possession before he died. It's time
it was returned to you. Use it well.
A Very Happy Christmas to you.
There was no signature. Harry stared at the note before saying again. "Bloody Hell!"
Later that day
Harry had never in his life seen such a Christmas dinner. A hundred fat, roast turkeys; mountains of roasted potatoes, boiled potatoes, mashed potatoes; platters of chipolatas; tureens of buttered peas; silver boats of thick, rich gravy; cranberry sauce - and stacks of wizard crackers every few feet along the table. Which was then followed by the Flaming Christmas puddings followed the turkey. One of the Ravenclaw boys they were sitting with up at the staff table because of the lack of students nearly swallowed a silver Sickle that was hiding in his slice. Harry watched as Hagrid got redder and redder in the face and kept calling for more wine. Then, to his amazement, he kissed Professor McGonagall on the cheek, and she giggled and blushed like a young girl.
The Weasley clan had remained at school for the holiday for some unknown reason. Harry was able to talk civilly to the twins, who were not on good speaking turns with Ron. Apparently Ron had been a prat to them as well so the twins pretended they were not related to him. "Hey, Weasel," Harry sneered as the pair met on the stairs. Weasley stopped and turned around before being hit with a fully body blind curse. "Happy Christmas." Said Harry before heading down to the dungeons.
He still wondered who had sent him the invisibility cloak. He pulled it out and held onto it. It was smoother than silk, light as air. This had belonged to his father. It had been his father's.
He had to try it out. Now! He pulled it around his shoulders. Where he should have seen his legs, he saw only moonlit shadows. It was a queer feeling.
The note had said, Use it well.
An invisibility cloak was used to become invisible. He started with realization. The whole of Hogwarts was open to him in this cloak! Excitement flooded through him as he stood there in darkness and silence. He could go anywhere with this cloak, anywhere at all, and Filch would never know. So where to first? His answer came when a girl who was wearing Hufflepuff colours and with bright pink hair came walking pass his spot. "maybe I can find out where the kitchens are" thought Harry so he followed the girl. She took several turns before entering a door. Harry followed her in, not realising that this was the girl's bathroom.
The room was full of steam, however the cloak provide some form of protection from the steam. Harry's seeking eyes soon found the girl. The girl sighed with happiness as she began to strip revealing a toned figure with a rounded bum and C cups sized breast. This ignited something inside Harry, the feeling of lust and anger came from inside as if something had awaken. Harry then stumbled out of the room before glancing in a window. His emerald eyes were turning black and the scar was shining brightly in the moonlight. His insides felt as if knifes were stabbing again and again. Harry began the short way back to the common room, limping and gasping for breath. He then muttered the password of pure before collapsing down on the sofa. His breaths were short gasps before his skin grew paler and paler before becoming as white as a bone. Then everything went black.
Hello Readers.
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Now the Poll. 11 People are going the harem.
People that are going to be in it:
Ginny
Daphne
Tonks
Tracey
Fleur
Gabrielle
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Gryffindor Chasers (as a Group): 24 votes
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