Title: My Secret Santa
Author: Mikayla Syaora Yakaishi Winner
Disclaimer: I say it now, and I've said it before, I do not own anything that is of likeliness to J. K. Rowling's work.
Claimer: The new perspectives of the Harry Potter characters, the twelve roses, this idea and the Christmas tree belongs to me, as well as the plot.
Summary of the Chapter: Why Ginny didn't get a present on the 13th of December.
Author's Notes: I remember that I said there would be cussing but so far, there's been some really mild ones and not to disappoint anyone but I don't think there will be anymore, if there is, there's not gonna be an overdose. Anyways, see why Ginny didn't get a present from Draco. Btw, sorry if there are any mistakes in this chapter, my beta-reader hasn't been online for a while so I had to edit this myself.
(By suggestion of my beta-reader, I've added this new part to my fics.)
~*Last time on My Secret Santa*~ (I'm aware that I sound like those annoying announcer people)
On the 13th day however, Ginny met with disappointment. As all the owls swooped down to deliver mail, the space in front of Ginny remained empty. She tried to suppress it, but disappointment rose in her chest and she couldn't stop the stinging of tears behind her eyes.
Chapter 3 – The Twelve Days of Christmas
Excusing herself from the Gryffindor table, Ginny got up and quickly walked out of the Great Hall, not wanting anyone to see the tears that threatened to spill over. Hurrying back to Gryffindor Tower, she quickly uttered the password and stepped into the common room.
Running up the stairs to her dorm room, Ginny would have fell onto her bed and start crying but after falling on her bed, she felt something next to her. A parcel lay on her bed all wrapped in red.
~*Draco's Point of View*~
Draco watched from across the Great Hall when the owls came to deliver the mail. He wanted to see if Ginny would react to not receiving anything. When he saw the disappointment flash into Ginny's eyes, Draco cursed.
"Damn, I should have just sent it here instead."
Draco didn't know how to feel. On one hand, he regrets having not sent her anything in the Great Hall but on the other hand, he was happy that Ginny was disappointed. It meant she had expected it and liked her gifts.
Seeing Ginny leave the Great Hall, Draco smiled, knowing where Ginny was going. She's not going to be sad any longer.
A loud boom interrupts Draco's thoughts. Looking across the Hall, he noticed the shreds in front of Angelina Jolie and Katie Bell. In front of each was a box and ribbons and confetti was flying out, as well as birds that flew high up towards the ceiling.
Guess we know whom their partners are. Looks like a couple of Gryffindors choose to ignore the practical joke rule.
~*Back to the Gryffindor dorm rooms*~
Poking the package suspiciously with her wand, Ginny watched as it unwrapped itself. Soon enough, a miniature Christmas tree was revealed and a note was attached to it.
Dear Ginny,
I'm sorry I didn't send this to you at the Great Hall but it's kind of heavy to carry around. Anyway, as you may have noticed, the tree lacks decorations. There's a reason to that. First, go get the first rose I gave you, it was the red one, I believe. Next, place the tree where you want to keep it. Then, place the rose next to the tree and tap the base of the bud twice, with your wand. Hope you enjoy today's gift.
Dragon Lover (O.k., for odd reasons unknown to me, I'm less creative when I'm hyper, o.k.?)
P.S. Don't try this trick on the other roses, it won't work.
Putting down the note, Ginny followed those instructions. After tapping the flower, the rose began to bloom and music started to play.
"On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…"
A little bird wiggled out of the flower followed by a line of silver pears.
"A partridge in a pear tree."
The bird, which Ginny assumed was a partridge, flew and sat on top of the tree. The pears followed it to land on the tree, spreading out evenly.
Draco was right, Ginny sure wasn't sad anymore.
(A.N.: Well, I'm sure you know what's going to happen next, this chapter isn't called the Twelve Days of Christmas for nothing, you know? But I wanted to see if I can think of 12 unusual ways to make a flower bloom and what happens when it does. Fun, huh?)
December 14th – Friday
Method: Use a levitating spell on the next flower so that the flower is able to stand up for itself. Take some sugar (Sugar from candy works the same way.) and sprinkle it on the flower.
Effects: The flower blooms and from the feathery folds of the petals, two crystal birds flew out. Flying around the evergreen, the birds started to sing.
"On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, two turtledoves…"
The crystal birds land in the tree and the partridge and the pears became animated. The partridge sang the next words.
"And a partridge in a pear tree."
December 15th – Saturday
Method: Kiss the next flower.
Effects: Three hens float (A.N: You know that chickens can't fly) from the petals and settle themselves onto the lower branches of the tree. With much feather rustling, a soft voice sang the next part of the song.
"On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, three French hens…"
The turtledoves flew around the tree.
"Two turtledoves…"
The pears rearranged themselves.
"And a partridge in a pear tree."
(A.N: This next part is about their trip to Hogsmeade for costumes. And because I'm a) too lazy, b) not too interested in this story anymore, I'm just gonna say that yes, they discussed costumes [Can you imagine it? Draco Malfoy, discussing costumes…] and decided to go as a Prince and a Princess. So sue me, I like fairy tales.)
Ginny's Trip to HogsmeadeHurrying down the path towards Hogsmeade, Ginny checked her watch again. She was late for her costume appointment. She was in such a hurry; she couldn't stop when she noticed a person walking her way and would have crashed into that person. But he was smart enough to move out of the way.
"Sorry!" Ginny shouted over her shoulder. She realized she had almost crashed into Draco Malfoy. He had a package under his arm and she could tell whatever it was, had a shade of dark green to it.
Finally reaching her destination, Ginny climbed up the couple of steps to the door of the costume shop.
"Tsk, tsk, child! You're late! That's no way to be a Princess."
"How…how did you know?"
The witch smiled, "Your partner was here before and discussed it with me. He thought green velvet would look great on you. Now after seeing you, I must agree with him. Although silk would be nice too. Silk and chiffon. Perfect! Now step up on this stool, dear."
As nice as this woman was, she was…scary, to say the least. Tentatively, Ginny stepped onto the stool and left herself vulnerable to the skills of the costume lady, Claire Gladrags, not to be mistaken for Madame Gladrags at Diagon Alley, they were cousins. As soon as Ginny was steady enough on the stool, Ms. Gladrags worked her magic (Seriously, this was not supposed to be a pun). Flicking her wand, Ginny's robes turned into a deep green silk dress.
The silk encased her body down to her waist where it flared out into a full skirt. It was just plain green silk…for now. Ms. Gladrags nodded her head approvingly as she inspected Ginny.
"Very good. A perfect fit," she murmured. Flicking her wand yet again, silver edging appeared on the dress. From the V-shaped neckline to the hem of the skirt, the silver thread shimmered (I really like glittery things, can you tell?) in the sunlight.
Ms. Gladrags clicked her tongue in irritation. "Too simple."
Waving her wand, she added silver decorations embroidered to the top half of the dress. Looking down, Ginny could see constellations down her front. That's right, Ms. Gladrags turned her dress into a deep green sky. Ms. Gladrags didn't seem to like that either. She waved her wand again and changed the stitching to a different design.
"This just won't do," the dressmaker said. And with another wave of her wand, the green silk disappeared, "White! Yes, white would make your hair glow."
And a flick and wave of a wand later, Ms. Gladrags was finally satisfied with her dress. Wearing a white sheath, an over-dress went…well, over the sheath. To distinguish between the over-dress and the sheath, the over-dress was edged in silver. The sleeves stopped just past her elbows where the chiffon took over, flaring out past Ginny's fingertips. The over-dress was tied at the waist with a white flower for decoration and ribbons trailed underneath it.
"Perfect! Now for the accessories. Princess, crown? No, that won't do, tiara," Ms. Gladrags said with a decisive nod and in no time, parts of her hair was swept up to keep the tiara in place, a couple of strands fell softly around her face.
"My goodness, if we added wings, you could be an angel. That's how we'll do your hair for the ball."
"Are you going to be there?"
"Of course! How will I help you girls get ready if I'm not present?" she asked as if it should have been obvious.
After a few minutes, Ginny was back in her school robes and her costume packed away. Ms. Gladrags seem to have read Ginny's mind when she wondered how she would pay for all this.
"Don't worry about your bill, dear. Your partner said he'd see to it. And just leave the packages here; I'll have them sent to you. Why, they'll probably arrive before you do."
Thanking the woman gratefully, Ginny left the store. On her way back to school, she had lots to think about.
Author's Notes: Next chapter, Draco at the costume shop and the next days of Christmas. Anyway, I just realized how much money Draco is spending on Ginny. I mean, first, flowers aren't cheap, and the first few roses held crystal birds, and silver pears. And Ginny's costume must be expensive! Good thing he's rich. Bye! The next chapter will come very, very soon!
Many thanks to all my reviewers:
Kayla (Hey! That's my name too!): Was this soon enough for you? Hopefully, the next chapter will be even sooner.
Brinny: Thanks for reviewing!
Mionee: Thanks!
The Great One: So very true, who cares if it's past Christmas? I certainly don't!
Nice: Well, yeah, but there's a reason she's so forgetful. *hint hint*
Amanda Mancini: Well, as you can see, Draco didn't run out of ideas, he's actually quite creative.
Lilac Baggins: Thanks! I just hope this plot was original.
Wyltk: Since you asked so nicely, how could I refuse?
LilyAyl: Well, I didn't give anyone else much thought, this is a D/G romance after all, but maybe I'll make a list of things other people got…depending on how creative I feel later.
Witchy Grrl: Well, Draco is a bit OOC in this fic…
And thanks to all the ones who reviewed Chapter 1!