Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, and I'm not making any money off this J
THE FIFTH DAY OF CHRISTMAS
Ginny sat in the Great Hall, poking at her lunch. All she could think about was her secret gift giver. Every day her gifts seemed to get larger in value, both money wise, and emotionally. She was beginning to become paranoid.
Every time a boy would come within seeing distance of her, she would start to stare him down, as if she would know who was responsible by looking at them hard enough. So far, the only thing this had accomplished was the males of Hogwarts thinking she was insane.
Well, at least their noticing me. Ginny thought, not caring one way or another. The only male she cared about right now was the one behind all her mysterious gifts.
Will I get another gift today?
Will this person finally reveal himself?
What if I never find out who it is?
These questions, along with many more seemed to be plaguing Ginny's mind.
It wasn't until just before dinner that one of her questions was answered.
Kringle was tapping irritably on the circular window of her dorm, much like he had done the day all of this started.
Ginny sprung up from her bed, and threw open the window to let her beloved pet inside.
"Hello boy," She cooed. Her eyes immediately being drawn to the green package, with the fancy green envelope.
Opening the envelope first, which had become sort of a tradition; she extracted the small bit of parchment.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
Your true love gave to you,
Five charmed amulets.
"Amulets…" Ginny said in wonder. Kringle hooted as if in affirmation.
Putting down the parchment, she moved to the package. She pulled off the paper gingerly, and sure enough five sparkling amber colored amulets winked back at her. Two had been made into earrings, one hung elegantly on a neck chain, and two were hanging delicately from a bracelet and anklet.
Ginny had of course heard about these types of things. They were given to wives, or children in the more well off families and were supposed to have protection spells on them. They were excellent gifts for someone you cared about. Ginny immediately put all of them on. They looked odd against her shabby robes, but she really didn't care.
They could have been plastic and she would have loved them just the same. That someone had spent any time on her was baffling enough, but to spend this much money…
Ginny sat down on her bed, completely overwhelmed. She didn't realize until later that she had completely missed dinner.