After the incident in Hogsmeade, Hermione tended to avoid Professor
Depardieu. She stopped answering so many questions in his class and tried
to avoid eye contact when possible.
Then most of the students and teachers left for the holidays and she was left alone with only Harry, Ron and Ginny for the holidays. Harry had been invited to the Burrow for Christmas but didn't think he could face it so Ron and Hermione had decided to stay with him. And when Ginny heard they were staying she stayed as well to give Hermione some feminine company.
On Christmas morning Hermione woke up to find Ginny sitting on her bed.
'Wake up sleepy head! It's crimbo. Look, here's my prezzie.'
She passed Hermione a book shaped package rapped up in pink paper.
Hermione yawned, stretched, then started to undo the tape.
'Oh, it's beautiful!'
It was a diary, with a red velvet cover and pages decorated with gold stars.
'You shouldn't have.'
'Actually, I didn't. One of my uncles bought for me last year, but I didn't feel I could ever trust a diary again so I thought you'd like it.'
Hermione smiled. 'I do.'
After she'd opened her presents from her family, friends, and a box of chocolates sent specially by Victor, there was only one small package left. It didn't have a card or a label.
'Who'd you think it's from?
Hermione shrugged, and slowly ripped open the blue paper.
Inside was a blue, velvet-covered box.
'Open it.'
Hermione pulled open the lid. Inside, was a silver necklace with a heart shaped charm. She gasped.
'It's so pretty. And there's no card inside.'
'I wonder who sent it. Obviously some one who lurves you! What if it's Neville!' she laughed 'Or Victor?'
'No, Victor would have said it was him. This is some one else.'
'Imagine if it was from a teacher! From Depardieu! Oh, don't look at me like that I'm just kidding. What if.you don't think.Ron?'
'Ron? Why, why would Ron give - don't be so silly! Ron! Ron.'
*
'You like the book?' Harry asked Hermione as the girls entered his dorm.
'Yes, thanks.' She hugged him 'What is that?' she pointed to a multi- coloured woollen bundle.
'It's a bobble hat from Dobby. Don't ask.'
'Thanks for the sweets Ron.' She said.
''S'all right.'
There was a pause in the room.
'Look at this.' Hermione said, pulling out the silver chain from around her neck
'Nice.' said Ron, pretending to straighten his bed sheets. 'Who gave it to you? Lover-boy Krum?'
'No! I was hoping you could tell me where it came from actually. It didn't say.'
'How do you think I know? Want me to check the tea leaves?'
'Ginny just thought that - never mind.'
Ron looked a bit cross but said, 'Well if you two wouldn't mind leaving, we'll get dressed and join you for breakfast.'
*
Later that night, Hermione sat on her bed writing about the day in her new diary.
December 25th - Christmas Day
I got a rather unusual present today. A silver necklace with a heart shaped pendant. That's not the unusual part though. I don't know who it was from. For some reason it makes me feel uneasy. I know if it was Victor, he would have told me. But Ron? What if it was Ron. He's so silly some times it seems like just the sort of thing he would do. But today, he looked a little mad when I told him about the necklace. In fact I don't think it was him. Which leaves everybody else I know! - I'll write when I know more.
Then most of the students and teachers left for the holidays and she was left alone with only Harry, Ron and Ginny for the holidays. Harry had been invited to the Burrow for Christmas but didn't think he could face it so Ron and Hermione had decided to stay with him. And when Ginny heard they were staying she stayed as well to give Hermione some feminine company.
On Christmas morning Hermione woke up to find Ginny sitting on her bed.
'Wake up sleepy head! It's crimbo. Look, here's my prezzie.'
She passed Hermione a book shaped package rapped up in pink paper.
Hermione yawned, stretched, then started to undo the tape.
'Oh, it's beautiful!'
It was a diary, with a red velvet cover and pages decorated with gold stars.
'You shouldn't have.'
'Actually, I didn't. One of my uncles bought for me last year, but I didn't feel I could ever trust a diary again so I thought you'd like it.'
Hermione smiled. 'I do.'
After she'd opened her presents from her family, friends, and a box of chocolates sent specially by Victor, there was only one small package left. It didn't have a card or a label.
'Who'd you think it's from?
Hermione shrugged, and slowly ripped open the blue paper.
Inside was a blue, velvet-covered box.
'Open it.'
Hermione pulled open the lid. Inside, was a silver necklace with a heart shaped charm. She gasped.
'It's so pretty. And there's no card inside.'
'I wonder who sent it. Obviously some one who lurves you! What if it's Neville!' she laughed 'Or Victor?'
'No, Victor would have said it was him. This is some one else.'
'Imagine if it was from a teacher! From Depardieu! Oh, don't look at me like that I'm just kidding. What if.you don't think.Ron?'
'Ron? Why, why would Ron give - don't be so silly! Ron! Ron.'
*
'You like the book?' Harry asked Hermione as the girls entered his dorm.
'Yes, thanks.' She hugged him 'What is that?' she pointed to a multi- coloured woollen bundle.
'It's a bobble hat from Dobby. Don't ask.'
'Thanks for the sweets Ron.' She said.
''S'all right.'
There was a pause in the room.
'Look at this.' Hermione said, pulling out the silver chain from around her neck
'Nice.' said Ron, pretending to straighten his bed sheets. 'Who gave it to you? Lover-boy Krum?'
'No! I was hoping you could tell me where it came from actually. It didn't say.'
'How do you think I know? Want me to check the tea leaves?'
'Ginny just thought that - never mind.'
Ron looked a bit cross but said, 'Well if you two wouldn't mind leaving, we'll get dressed and join you for breakfast.'
*
Later that night, Hermione sat on her bed writing about the day in her new diary.
December 25th - Christmas Day
I got a rather unusual present today. A silver necklace with a heart shaped pendant. That's not the unusual part though. I don't know who it was from. For some reason it makes me feel uneasy. I know if it was Victor, he would have told me. But Ron? What if it was Ron. He's so silly some times it seems like just the sort of thing he would do. But today, he looked a little mad when I told him about the necklace. In fact I don't think it was him. Which leaves everybody else I know! - I'll write when I know more.