Let's start with...

NO, I HAVE NOT WRITTEN HARRY POTTER AND I CLAIM ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHTS!

EVERY CHARACTER IN THIS FANFIC BELONGS MERELY TO JKRowling!

I DO NOT MAKE ANY MONEY OUT OF THIS!

And continue with this if you missed it the last time...

English is not my native language!

Any review about grammar is welcomed too!

Harry Potter - the storry teller/me/er form

Harry Potter - thoughts, not only Harry's, but other characters' as well, you'll be able to distinguish... hopefully

*Harry Potter* - parseltongue

"Harry Potter" - spoken english

/Harry Potter/ - speaking through a bond (Harry and his familiar)

"Harry Potter" - BSL, British Sign Language

Okay, enjoy the ride!

Let me know what you think!

Book 1 / Chapter 14 / Let the Christmas holidays begin

"Harry Potter" - spoken english, Harry lip reading !

"Harry Potter" - BSL, British Sign Language !

As I promised, the chapter is here!

And this time, we are getting to the point where I personalize the story since I love drawing!

You'll undestand once you read the chapter. -_-"

Enjoy!

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The Christmas holiday were about to begin and almost every child looked forward to visiting their home, already prepared for the ride by train. Draco numerously insisted that Harry comes with him but the boy adamantly refused as he was already going to impose on them for a quarter of the next summer.

So… there they were.

At the station.

Draco, ready to leave but quite sad his friend wouldn't be coming with him.

And Harry, content with his decision to stay and let his friend enjoy a Christmas with his parents.

"And remember, do not open it, before the 25th." Chastised Harry once again, since Draco looked about ready to tear into it. "Me not owning an owl and not trusting the school ones with your present doesn't mean you can break the rules, got it?" Smirking at his friend's murderous expression. It was a shock for the young Malfoy, who wanted to peek inside, because Harry jinxed the package. Anyone trying to open it before the date would get a small shockwave coming through them. It was harmless but very uncomfortable as the blond found out.

"Sure, Harry." Even though Draco promised, Harry knew the minute he sat a foot into the compartment he'd try to break the spell that was put on it. "I'll be sending mine via owl, I hope you'll like it." Grinning the blond took it upon himself to ruffle the redhead's hair, as a revenge for those shocks he was going to receive.

Wasn't friendship just awesome?

"DRACO!" Trying to neat his hair back he hoped no one has seen his hearing aids, because the only thing covering them, was his wild hair. "Thank you. Very. Much." The glare wasn't even partly scary, it looked just really overly cute.

"Have a nice holiday." Signed Draco discretely, then he just flung himself at Harry, trapping him in a fierce hug, not willing to let him go.

"You too." Smiled Harry back, once he was free of his friend's clutches. "It's time, you should go," Harry didn't want him to go. There was no one staying in the Slytherin dorms, no one but him and his head of house. He was all alone for the duration of holidays, that meant three weeks.

But

anything was better than

the Dursleys.

"Don't think about it. I'll be back before you realize." Signed Draco, looking out of the window.

"I know. Doesn't help any." A sad smile on his face, he watched as his friend was taken by the train into a white darkness.

Thus The Christmas begins.

Not feeling overly joyous, Harry headed back to the castle, trailing after a fifth year Gryffindor prefect, who had the responsibility for him. Draco and he went to ask professor Snape if he could see his friend off but since the professors didn't want to go outside in the weather, Snape sent him with the other student. Harry didn't want to be a bother but was told the boy would go and see off his girlfriend so he didn't actually mind Harry tagging along.

"Thank you for bringing me back, I want to stay outside for a bit, so… thanks again." Said Harry, already looking for a good spot.

"In this clothes? Are you nuts? You have only the basic cloak you'll freeze! Are you trying to get me into trouble?!" Now the boy looked really angry.

"Ehm… N-no, I wouldn't. I have some heating and repellent charms on, I'm warm, I promise." Stuttered Harry. Once the boy tried his clothes, he dropped that distrustful smirk and left murmuring something Harry didn't manage to catch since the boy turned his back on him.

Harry walked around the castle a few times, trying to find the perfect spot and he did, it was just a little bellow the Whomping Willow and above the giant's hut. Setting up the spells that would cover him from the snow and any moisture, Harry then let the snow melt and disappear inside his little barrier. Adding a heating charm, he then took a rock out of his pocket and enlarged it. He found it a long time ago, it was the perfect shape of a seat, he just needed a spell to make it bigger so he looked for it and found one. Once he changed the structure of the stone, Harry comfortably sat himself down. It was like a pillow but firm so he wouldn't wobble around while doing his business. The castle looked magnificent and Harry just couldn't wait to paint it. Crossing his legs, he pulled out his tools… well, it was only a parchment and a graphite chalk, but it worked perfectly.

Deep breath in.

Big breath out.

Then Harry started to sketch.

After a while, professor McGonagall found her way into his little spelled space, of course in her cat form only. Sitting and watching the young man stiffly, the boy didn't even pay attention to her. At least that's what she thought.

He went through three pieces of parchment already, drawing the school, Whomping Willow and of course the horizon. But now he was making a portrait of the professor. The cat on the parchment sat neatly as the one before him and to the left, behind its ear Harry was just finishing up the professor's human face. It was beautiful and particularly cute with all those blobs around. Signing his name to the back, he wrote a quick note, saying: Merry Christmas. Then he pulled out his wand and tapped the parchment to solidify the piece of art.

One of the elder students in his dorm taught him the spell and many others to help him with his carrier as an artist. She was very kind and addressed him herself once she spotted his drawings.

He was glad he picked the Slytherin, he loved each and every one of them.

"For you," smiled Harry and put the now almost indestructible work-piece in front of the cat. Packing all his things in an instant he waited for the cat to look at him. "Merry Christmas, professor McGonagall." He gave a slight nod and then just run back to the castle, leaving behind a very confused but smiling and blushing Transfiguration teacher who was holding her present.

Once Harry was safely back in his dorms, he put his tools away and took out an old book. The day before, he was in the library and found an interesting book that was at the very back for the seventh year curriculum. He was looking at transfiguration so he would get some idea of how his skills would improve during the years at Hogwarts. That's when he found it, quite ancient and stained… or that's what he thought. The previous owners did a number on it but the book itself was released only 16 years ago. There was no registration number so Harry tried his luck. Asking the librarian about the book without actually showing her, she was bewildered and said there was no such book in the library, therefore, Harry took it to the dorms. He didn't even tell Draco about it.

How to become an animagus?

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Before you bite into me... no I did not research anything about the holidays in the UK. In Czech republic it's around three weeks, with the school ending on 22nd at the latest if it's in the middle of the week so I wrote the story in similar manner. I don't mention any dates or days of week so... hope you kept an opened mind.

Unless you want to inform me - which you certainly can, I shall write the story as I see fit, mixing in my own knowledge.

For example... as I've been writing the other story - as I told you last time - I had this amazing chapter about baby hatches - or babyboxes if you want and then I found out they weren't even installed back then when the Harry Potter series took place. Then I searched and it came up, they are prohibited in the UK.

Well that was fun. If I ever decide to post it I would have to explain since there is no way I am deleting that scene, it's simply too fabulous .:D

Now to your reviews:

Thank you for reviewing still!

Since I read and read I know what it's like to wait for another chapter.

I mostly read completed stories but how can I know whether there is a finished sequel, right?

Well.

It might have been hard to understand the last chapter... I mean who wouldn't have wanted their hearing back, right?

If you are still strugling to comprehend that, imagine the worst moment of your life where someone insulted you constantly, again and again. Or you got a spanking from your parents. Think about it an entire day, write a note or something that would remind you and think about. I can guarantee your day will be very shitty. And if being deaf made you feel at least better? Helped you ignore all those insults that make you feel like committing suicide 24/7? I think that then, you would really think about it. Don't forget Harry's still young and doesn't think about what would be better for him in the future. :)

Thank you for saying my grammar is sometimes better than most americans, that made me smile :D But if you see some issues as you say, please correct me! I can't improve my skills unless you point it out since clearly... I can't see the mistakes. I'm sorry you hate my Snapey, wait a little bit more, everything will smooth over once I write the special chapter about Severus only. :)

I was writing stories in Czech for some time but no one ever saw them. We are quite a small country and I knew no one ever visited the site but here, it's amazing! Since I am studying English I thought, why not? I had to write an essay on one story and when I read it later I thought... that ain't that bad. I translated one of my stories first - Are you really dead, my lover? But that wasn't quite what I was looking for. Writing in english from scratch was way more better and this is actually my first story.

Trust me, if you study your major in another language you'll learn to think in that language. I think my vocabulary is way more better while I talk english rather than czech :D It's sad I know but except for everyday speech - which I don't do much since all my subject are in english - I don't use czech. Books... all in english, songs... 99 percent english, the rest is spanish, korean, japanese, some even czech! So yeah, English rules!

But the school is frustrating -_-"

Well, that's about it.

Thank you for all the support!

Love you all.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

And my rambling if you read it - I hope you did :)

Next update hopefully soon!

OMG I just looked at my clock... It's only half past eight! :O

Sorry, I usually uptade way more later, like around midnight, mostly after midnight.

A tear just escaped my eye... I'm so proud of myself.

I finally found some free time!

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See you!

Till next time!