Chapter Seven: Reappearances at Christmas
~*~ Rhiannon Carter's POV ~*~
Fa la la la la la la la la! Christmas is coming! Happy Christmas to all and to all a. . . Happy Christmas?
I need to buy everyone presents. A big list this year. I have: mom, dad, Rachael, Oliver, Chloe, Sean, Draco, Harry, George, Fred, and. . . well, I don't remember.
I wonder what Draco wants? Chloe would know, I bet. I'll ask her!
~*~ Chloe Jordan's POV ~*~
How am I supposed to know what Draco wants for Christmas? Just because he's my "boyfriend" or whatever he is to me.
We're not officially together. We just are, I guess.
Anyway, I'm just getting him this silver and green dragon statue because. . . well, because his name means "dragon."
So anyway, Rhiannon comes waltzing up to me today and says, "Chloe! What does Draco want for Christmas?"
I stared at her blankly. "How should I know?" I asked.
"Well, he's your boyfriend."
"No, he's not."
"He should be."
Rhiannon thinks Draco and I should go out. Oy vei.
"Well, I still don't know. Just get him some candy or something," I replied.
"All right. Thanks!" And then she skipped off.
Now, what should I get for Rhiannon?
~*~ Rachael Riley's POV ~*~
Right, I'm done shopping. I've already gotten everybody's Christmas presents.
For Sean: a Quaffle signed by his favorite pro Quidditch team.
For Oliver: new gloves (trust me, he needs them.)
For Rhiannon: a book she can write all her poetry in.
For Chloe: hair dye. It's red. Mwhaha.
For Draco: hair gel. If he uses it, his hair'll turn red and gold (Gryffindor house colors).
For Harry: a picture of his mother I had once seen at Beauxbatons. She had helped do something for the school, I guess.
For George: Dungbombs.
For Fred: Dungbombs (what else?).
Yep, I'm all set.
~ TWO AND ONE HALF WEEKS LATER ~
~*~ Sean Wood's POV ~*~
It's Christmas! More often than not, we all open gifts as soon as we wake up. But this year, we're all meeting in the Gryffindor common room. Those of us who stayed here at Hogwarts for Christmas that is. A very minuscule number.
I woke Ollie up as soon as I got out of my bed. He went to wake George, Fred, and Ron Weasley, and Harry. I went to wake Hermione Granger, Rachael, and Rhiannon.
Chloe and Draco are coming as well. We've given them the password into the common room. Given Chloe that is. We don't trust Draco so much.
We all gathered in front of the fire, still in our pajamas. Quite cozy.
"Malfoy and Jordan better hurry up!" complained Ron. "I want my presents."
Most of us had agreed on waiting for the two Slytherins to arrive before we began opening the presents. It was called "being nice".
So about ten minutes later, the two Slytherins came around.
"YAY! Presents!" screamed Ron.
"What?" said Chloe.
"Who?" said Draco. "Oh, you want presents. Well Weasley, I've got your present right here." Draco dug around in his pocket as Ron looked on excitedly. Draco got something out and handed it to Ron. "Here you go, Weasley."
Ron looked at it. "It's pocket lint."
"Better than your pocket lint. Consider yourself lucky."
Ron glared at him. "At least my head isn't covered with smelly hair gel."
"Nice comeback, Ron," said Chloe.
"Oy, shut it," said Harry. "Let's have a nice Christmas for once."
"Fine," said Rachael. "Here Chloe, here Draco, these are your presents from me."
They tore open their gifts. Draco stared at the hair gel in his hand. "Err, thanks."
Chloe looked at the red hair dye. "Err, thanks."
Everybody else opened up their presents then.
"Oy! A chia pet!" yelled Ron. "I've always wanted one!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Oh joy, more books!"
Oliver opened his gift from Rachael and said, "Err, I've just gotten some new gloves."
"Oh, well, you can wear two pairs now!" said Rachael, still beaming because she knew Draco would use the hair gel and become Gryffindor-ish.
Suddenly, Draco let out a girly scream, "My hair is red and gold!!!! Blast you Rachael Riley!!!!!!!!!!!!" He pulls out his wand and yelled, "Avada."
Then Dobby appears and yells, " You shall not harm Mr. Harry Potter's friends!!! You die now, ja??"
"Dobby! Where have you been since I was 12? I wanted you to iron my underwear!!" said Draco.
"WHAT?" screamed Chloe. "You something or other!"
Harry jumped in front of Draco and said, "Dobby I told you not to save my life again!!!"
I is just trying to save Mr. Harry Potter's friend's lives. I is a good house elf! A good house elf! A good house elf!" said Dobby.
"Do I hear an echo?" said Draco.
"Anyway, now that we are done opening presents, let's go eat lunch!"
And we had a happy, happy Christmas.
~*~ Rhiannon Carter's POV ~*~
Fa la la la la la la la la! Christmas is coming! Happy Christmas to all and to all a. . . Happy Christmas?
I need to buy everyone presents. A big list this year. I have: mom, dad, Rachael, Oliver, Chloe, Sean, Draco, Harry, George, Fred, and. . . well, I don't remember.
I wonder what Draco wants? Chloe would know, I bet. I'll ask her!
~*~ Chloe Jordan's POV ~*~
How am I supposed to know what Draco wants for Christmas? Just because he's my "boyfriend" or whatever he is to me.
We're not officially together. We just are, I guess.
Anyway, I'm just getting him this silver and green dragon statue because. . . well, because his name means "dragon."
So anyway, Rhiannon comes waltzing up to me today and says, "Chloe! What does Draco want for Christmas?"
I stared at her blankly. "How should I know?" I asked.
"Well, he's your boyfriend."
"No, he's not."
"He should be."
Rhiannon thinks Draco and I should go out. Oy vei.
"Well, I still don't know. Just get him some candy or something," I replied.
"All right. Thanks!" And then she skipped off.
Now, what should I get for Rhiannon?
~*~ Rachael Riley's POV ~*~
Right, I'm done shopping. I've already gotten everybody's Christmas presents.
For Sean: a Quaffle signed by his favorite pro Quidditch team.
For Oliver: new gloves (trust me, he needs them.)
For Rhiannon: a book she can write all her poetry in.
For Chloe: hair dye. It's red. Mwhaha.
For Draco: hair gel. If he uses it, his hair'll turn red and gold (Gryffindor house colors).
For Harry: a picture of his mother I had once seen at Beauxbatons. She had helped do something for the school, I guess.
For George: Dungbombs.
For Fred: Dungbombs (what else?).
Yep, I'm all set.
~ TWO AND ONE HALF WEEKS LATER ~
~*~ Sean Wood's POV ~*~
It's Christmas! More often than not, we all open gifts as soon as we wake up. But this year, we're all meeting in the Gryffindor common room. Those of us who stayed here at Hogwarts for Christmas that is. A very minuscule number.
I woke Ollie up as soon as I got out of my bed. He went to wake George, Fred, and Ron Weasley, and Harry. I went to wake Hermione Granger, Rachael, and Rhiannon.
Chloe and Draco are coming as well. We've given them the password into the common room. Given Chloe that is. We don't trust Draco so much.
We all gathered in front of the fire, still in our pajamas. Quite cozy.
"Malfoy and Jordan better hurry up!" complained Ron. "I want my presents."
Most of us had agreed on waiting for the two Slytherins to arrive before we began opening the presents. It was called "being nice".
So about ten minutes later, the two Slytherins came around.
"YAY! Presents!" screamed Ron.
"What?" said Chloe.
"Who?" said Draco. "Oh, you want presents. Well Weasley, I've got your present right here." Draco dug around in his pocket as Ron looked on excitedly. Draco got something out and handed it to Ron. "Here you go, Weasley."
Ron looked at it. "It's pocket lint."
"Better than your pocket lint. Consider yourself lucky."
Ron glared at him. "At least my head isn't covered with smelly hair gel."
"Nice comeback, Ron," said Chloe.
"Oy, shut it," said Harry. "Let's have a nice Christmas for once."
"Fine," said Rachael. "Here Chloe, here Draco, these are your presents from me."
They tore open their gifts. Draco stared at the hair gel in his hand. "Err, thanks."
Chloe looked at the red hair dye. "Err, thanks."
Everybody else opened up their presents then.
"Oy! A chia pet!" yelled Ron. "I've always wanted one!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Oh joy, more books!"
Oliver opened his gift from Rachael and said, "Err, I've just gotten some new gloves."
"Oh, well, you can wear two pairs now!" said Rachael, still beaming because she knew Draco would use the hair gel and become Gryffindor-ish.
Suddenly, Draco let out a girly scream, "My hair is red and gold!!!! Blast you Rachael Riley!!!!!!!!!!!!" He pulls out his wand and yelled, "Avada."
Then Dobby appears and yells, " You shall not harm Mr. Harry Potter's friends!!! You die now, ja??"
"Dobby! Where have you been since I was 12? I wanted you to iron my underwear!!" said Draco.
"WHAT?" screamed Chloe. "You something or other!"
Harry jumped in front of Draco and said, "Dobby I told you not to save my life again!!!"
I is just trying to save Mr. Harry Potter's friend's lives. I is a good house elf! A good house elf! A good house elf!" said Dobby.
"Do I hear an echo?" said Draco.
"Anyway, now that we are done opening presents, let's go eat lunch!"
And we had a happy, happy Christmas.