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I'm sorry to everyone who says I keep switching point of views. It only happens in the beginning of the story because I didn't keep track of whether I used 1st or 3rd person. I know it gets annoying, I'M SORRY!!!
Okay, this chapter has no action. I think in the next chapter or that next, next chapter. ******************************************
Hermione's POV
I smiled up to Draco as we hung up the last of the Christmas lights on the trees and bushes. There were little icicle lights hanging on the awning. I must say, for people who never did this before, we did a VERY good job, if I say so myself. I had woken up Draco at six-thirty in the morning to get the decorations ready in time for our visitors. I knew I was being a little harsh, but I couldn't sleep anyways. "Doesn't that look gorgeous??" I breathed, staring at our house with snow brushed lightly on it. We were having a white Christmas after all.
He rolled his eyes at me and grumbled something. He was still grouchy from lack of sleep. I shrugged and stepped back inside. I marveled at our giant Christmas tree, with the star on top. I don't know HOW Draco managed to get it that high, and I was a little suspicious that he might've used some magic. I jumped around from room to room. God! I was so excited, and I didn't even drink my cup of coffee yet. I put my neatly wrapped presents on a straight pile; each one with it's own trademark Hallmark card. I fingered one of the hanging ornaments. It was the one Dumbledore had given us for Christmas. It was a tiny figurine of the Hogwart's Castle with moving people walking around inside of it.
Draco had shaken it before to see what would happen. The miniature people had flown out on broomsticks in an angry buzz and attacked him. Okay, so they really didn't attack, they more like pinched. That was why Draco now had a red arm with spots of violet. Just then, Draco slugged inside and lazily flopped down on the couch, closing his eyes. I decided not to disturb him. Hey! I at least had SOME mercy. I glanced at my light pink watch. It was only nine o'clock. I decided to make gingerbread cookies. They could be my breakfast.
I took out the ingredients in the cupboard and started mixing and shaking and adding. After fifteen minutes of this, I popped it into the oven to bake. The sugary, cinnamon smell drifted through the house as I turned on the computer. An ad for.. www.fanfiction.com popped up. It caught my attention, since I loved creative writing. I clicked it with my mouse and suddenly a new screen came up. "I wonder.." I mused. Could there be fan fiction about the TV Show, Will and Grace? I clicked the TV Show button and entered the part of the website I was looking for. "Hmm.." I thought as I read some of the summaries for the stories.
"Will and Grace getting.. MARRIED?" I asked myself incredulously as I gave one of the summaries a once-over. Suddenly, the oven timer rang. I shut off the computer and went to take out the gingerbread cookies. I picked up one of my creations and bit into it. Not to be conceited but, it was delicious!! I smiled and lay my cookies on a large plate and put the pan in the dishwasher. I grabbed a book from the kitchen island and sat on a stool. Books were strewn everywhere, courtesy of me. Absentmindedly, I nibbled on my cookie, careful not to get crumbs every which way, unlike SOME people in this house that I shall not mention. My latest read was so interesting that I didn't even see Draco come into the kitchen and steal one of my cookies.
Until I saw a flash of his silver-blonde hair did I realize he was here. "Draco!" I barked, as he tried to sneak out of the kitchen, unsuccessfully. "I told you!! No eating in the living room!!" I cried exasperatedly. He turned around and gave me a guilty smile. "Whoops, caught, I guess." He said sidling up next to me. I laughed, really meaning it. These past few days, my laugh could be heard as strained from lack of sleep from studying for all those exams.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, shaking me out of my fit of giggles. I took a quick glance at the clock, realizing it was already twelve. I smoothed down my hazel blouse that matched my eyes. I quickly opened the door, and nearly collapsed in laughter. Harry, Ron, Blaise, and Jarvis were standing there arguing about how much they knew about girls. They seemed oblivious to the fact that I had just opened the door. Ginny was staring at the sky as if it held her future, and was muttering, " Dear Lord, please help me.."
"Hermione!!" She cried suddenly, giving me a giant sized hug. The boys suddenly looked up and blushed. "Mione!!" My two best friends cried simultaneously, while crushing me into another one of their gigantic hugs. Even Blaise and Jarvis gave me smiles and warm hellos. The Christmas spirit was catching. I motioned everyone inside. I watched as they stripped off their jackets and scarves.
"Mmm.." Ginny said, "What is that smell?" She asked, the corners of her mouth lifting.
Ron, being the straightforward one, barged right into the kitchen and grabbed a cookie. Draco came out, walking right behind him carrying the plate full of cookies, and said, "Jeez, still hungry, aren't we Weasley?" He asked derisively. Ron glared at him, and bit the head of the gingerbread cookie right off, as if he was imagining that it was Draco. I sighed. I swear, these people were absolutely IMPOSSIBLE.
"Well, how about some festive holiday lights?" Jarvis interrupted. "Rougren lumos" He waved his wand and all of a sudden, green and read spot lights were aimed randomly all around the room. My eyes widened. "Jarvis!! We aren't allowed to use magic!!!" I cried.
"Dumbledore didn't tell you?" He asked confusedly. "He said that since it was a festive occasion, we were allowed to use small magic, as long as it didn't affect the lives of muggles."
"Great, now the Headmaster has memory loss, HE FORGOT TO TELL US??" Draco cried incredulously. "You woke me up six thirty in the morning to decorate when we could've did, FLICK AND SWISH????" He cried, waving his hands around him, trying to emphasize his point. I shrugged; I didn't really care whether or not he forgot to tell us. I was way too excited to care about these little things.
"Oh well." I said waving it away with my hand. I grabbed my wand from the living room coffee table and did a little magic of my own. There was only so much that muggle decorations could do. "Neva Facis" I muttered. Fake snow fell gently all around the Christmas tree. It disappeared as soon as it touched the surface of an object. I beamed, proud. Professor Flitwick had chosen only a few top students to teach that charm to. Next, I turned to the walls. "Canitilagia Decora" Suddenly white and gold tinsel appeared decorated lavishly on the walls. Everyone was staring at me in amazement. I couldn't help but bask in the limelight.
"You actually REMEMBER those things after they give the test??" Ron finally asked.
"Well, aren't you supposed to?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
"Yes, your supposed to.. but these useless charms are never worth remembering." Harry said idly, trying to catch one of the falling snowflakes.
I was just about to argue, but Ginny interrupted me. "Okay! Enough of this charm nonsense and such, let's put the presents under the tree!!" She cried excitedly. Without waiting for an answer, she jumped up and piled her presents neatly next to mine. Everybody else followed suit. When we were finally finished, the tree was practically buried under our gifts. We sat back down on the white carpet. Ginny sighed and said, "That's it? C'mon let's open the presents already!" She whined jumping up and down on her seat. I laughed and started handing out presents.
"This one is from Blaise to.." I continued. It turns out; everybody got a present from each person. Even Ron, Harry, and Draco exchanged gifts. The people who were not very good friends with each other (e.g. Harry-Jarvis) gave them gift cards to stores and such. I also handed out two gift cards to Jarvis and Blaise from Flourish and Blotts. I received books from Harry and Ron that were titled, "House Elf Psychology 101" and "Magical Creatures of the Trojhann Woods". Ginny gave me a bunch of this and that from Jinsa's Hair Care Works. Blaise and Jarvis gave me a gift card of four galleons from Gladrags.
Draco handed me a medium sized package, the size of a book. I unwrapped it and gasped in surprise. It was titled, "Hogwarts a History.. 2"? Ron audibly groaned.
"Great, now she's never going to stop reciting facts. Stupid author JUST had to go and write another one of his bloody damned books, doesn't he? And I thought I would get a rest from all this, But in Hogwarts a History it said.." He mimicked in an unnaturally high voice. I slapped him playfully on his shoulder.
I turned to Draco and asked, "Where did you get this? I didn't see it displayed on the shelves." I said wrinkling my forehead in confusion. He shrugged. "It didn't come out yet. I just happened to see the cashier putting it in the back, so I asked if I could buy it early." He explained. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Harry cleared his throat.
"Oops.. sorry." I muttered, red faced. I handed out my presents to everyone. Draco looked at his present in confusion. I knew it would happen, and I was ready to explain what it did. "It's a small.." I continued showing him all the parts of the device. After I finished, he smiled. Giving me a kiss, he lay back on the couch engrossed in the tiny football game showing on the screen. I rolled my eyes. I knew he was going to LIKE it, but not so much that he was going to ignore me. Everybody thanked each other smiling and still munching on my gingerbread cookies.
I couldn't help but notice Ginny's earrings that I gave her. They had turned into a purple butterfly that actually waved its wings. "Note to self, ask for those earrings for my birthday." I thought to myself.
The rest of the day continued on. We played board games and sat by the fireplace enjoying our new presents. Finally, it was seven o'clock. I had made reservations to eat out in a restaurant called, Il Giardino Rosso. "We're going out to eat in, (I glanced at my watch) twenty minutes, so you better get changed people." I linked Ginny by the arm and dragged her upstairs to change outfits. I changed into corduroy skirt with white tights and knee-high boots. I threw on a dark blue sweater and a black jacket. Ginny came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of dark red jeans and boots. The white sweater and white jacket complimented her outfit. We walked downstairs grandly, giggling for no reason at all.
When we arrived downstairs, we saw that all the guys, except for Jarvis, had not changed at all since this morning. Ginny and I exchanged glances exasperatedly, and looked at Jarvis. He shrugged and said, "Hey, I tried." We each grabbed two guys and marched upstairs. I dragged Harry and Ron into the room. I rummaged through their trunks and suitcases, throwing clothes aside trying to find a decent outfit. I looked up triumphantly. Dark blue jeans and a dark green polo shirt for Harry, and jeans and a red shirt for Ron. I thrust the clothes at them.
Ron looked up horrified. "MAROON?" He asked pleadingly.
"Wear it!" I said sharply, pushing Harry into the bathroom and Ron into my room. I stepped outside and waited next to Ginny. We were both thinking the same thoughts. Boys would never be able to dress themselves if it weren't for us, girls. Finally, all four males emerged looking groomed, all thanks to us. "Now what do you say?" I asked them, hands on my hips. Ron gave me a look. "We're actually supposed to say THANK YOU, even when you made me wear MAROON?"
Finally, after all this trouble and convincing Ron that he looked fine, we arrived at the restaurant and got seated.
To be continued.
A/N: Review!
I'm sorry to everyone who says I keep switching point of views. It only happens in the beginning of the story because I didn't keep track of whether I used 1st or 3rd person. I know it gets annoying, I'M SORRY!!!
Okay, this chapter has no action. I think in the next chapter or that next, next chapter. ******************************************
Hermione's POV
I smiled up to Draco as we hung up the last of the Christmas lights on the trees and bushes. There were little icicle lights hanging on the awning. I must say, for people who never did this before, we did a VERY good job, if I say so myself. I had woken up Draco at six-thirty in the morning to get the decorations ready in time for our visitors. I knew I was being a little harsh, but I couldn't sleep anyways. "Doesn't that look gorgeous??" I breathed, staring at our house with snow brushed lightly on it. We were having a white Christmas after all.
He rolled his eyes at me and grumbled something. He was still grouchy from lack of sleep. I shrugged and stepped back inside. I marveled at our giant Christmas tree, with the star on top. I don't know HOW Draco managed to get it that high, and I was a little suspicious that he might've used some magic. I jumped around from room to room. God! I was so excited, and I didn't even drink my cup of coffee yet. I put my neatly wrapped presents on a straight pile; each one with it's own trademark Hallmark card. I fingered one of the hanging ornaments. It was the one Dumbledore had given us for Christmas. It was a tiny figurine of the Hogwart's Castle with moving people walking around inside of it.
Draco had shaken it before to see what would happen. The miniature people had flown out on broomsticks in an angry buzz and attacked him. Okay, so they really didn't attack, they more like pinched. That was why Draco now had a red arm with spots of violet. Just then, Draco slugged inside and lazily flopped down on the couch, closing his eyes. I decided not to disturb him. Hey! I at least had SOME mercy. I glanced at my light pink watch. It was only nine o'clock. I decided to make gingerbread cookies. They could be my breakfast.
I took out the ingredients in the cupboard and started mixing and shaking and adding. After fifteen minutes of this, I popped it into the oven to bake. The sugary, cinnamon smell drifted through the house as I turned on the computer. An ad for.. www.fanfiction.com popped up. It caught my attention, since I loved creative writing. I clicked it with my mouse and suddenly a new screen came up. "I wonder.." I mused. Could there be fan fiction about the TV Show, Will and Grace? I clicked the TV Show button and entered the part of the website I was looking for. "Hmm.." I thought as I read some of the summaries for the stories.
"Will and Grace getting.. MARRIED?" I asked myself incredulously as I gave one of the summaries a once-over. Suddenly, the oven timer rang. I shut off the computer and went to take out the gingerbread cookies. I picked up one of my creations and bit into it. Not to be conceited but, it was delicious!! I smiled and lay my cookies on a large plate and put the pan in the dishwasher. I grabbed a book from the kitchen island and sat on a stool. Books were strewn everywhere, courtesy of me. Absentmindedly, I nibbled on my cookie, careful not to get crumbs every which way, unlike SOME people in this house that I shall not mention. My latest read was so interesting that I didn't even see Draco come into the kitchen and steal one of my cookies.
Until I saw a flash of his silver-blonde hair did I realize he was here. "Draco!" I barked, as he tried to sneak out of the kitchen, unsuccessfully. "I told you!! No eating in the living room!!" I cried exasperatedly. He turned around and gave me a guilty smile. "Whoops, caught, I guess." He said sidling up next to me. I laughed, really meaning it. These past few days, my laugh could be heard as strained from lack of sleep from studying for all those exams.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, shaking me out of my fit of giggles. I took a quick glance at the clock, realizing it was already twelve. I smoothed down my hazel blouse that matched my eyes. I quickly opened the door, and nearly collapsed in laughter. Harry, Ron, Blaise, and Jarvis were standing there arguing about how much they knew about girls. They seemed oblivious to the fact that I had just opened the door. Ginny was staring at the sky as if it held her future, and was muttering, " Dear Lord, please help me.."
"Hermione!!" She cried suddenly, giving me a giant sized hug. The boys suddenly looked up and blushed. "Mione!!" My two best friends cried simultaneously, while crushing me into another one of their gigantic hugs. Even Blaise and Jarvis gave me smiles and warm hellos. The Christmas spirit was catching. I motioned everyone inside. I watched as they stripped off their jackets and scarves.
"Mmm.." Ginny said, "What is that smell?" She asked, the corners of her mouth lifting.
Ron, being the straightforward one, barged right into the kitchen and grabbed a cookie. Draco came out, walking right behind him carrying the plate full of cookies, and said, "Jeez, still hungry, aren't we Weasley?" He asked derisively. Ron glared at him, and bit the head of the gingerbread cookie right off, as if he was imagining that it was Draco. I sighed. I swear, these people were absolutely IMPOSSIBLE.
"Well, how about some festive holiday lights?" Jarvis interrupted. "Rougren lumos" He waved his wand and all of a sudden, green and read spot lights were aimed randomly all around the room. My eyes widened. "Jarvis!! We aren't allowed to use magic!!!" I cried.
"Dumbledore didn't tell you?" He asked confusedly. "He said that since it was a festive occasion, we were allowed to use small magic, as long as it didn't affect the lives of muggles."
"Great, now the Headmaster has memory loss, HE FORGOT TO TELL US??" Draco cried incredulously. "You woke me up six thirty in the morning to decorate when we could've did, FLICK AND SWISH????" He cried, waving his hands around him, trying to emphasize his point. I shrugged; I didn't really care whether or not he forgot to tell us. I was way too excited to care about these little things.
"Oh well." I said waving it away with my hand. I grabbed my wand from the living room coffee table and did a little magic of my own. There was only so much that muggle decorations could do. "Neva Facis" I muttered. Fake snow fell gently all around the Christmas tree. It disappeared as soon as it touched the surface of an object. I beamed, proud. Professor Flitwick had chosen only a few top students to teach that charm to. Next, I turned to the walls. "Canitilagia Decora" Suddenly white and gold tinsel appeared decorated lavishly on the walls. Everyone was staring at me in amazement. I couldn't help but bask in the limelight.
"You actually REMEMBER those things after they give the test??" Ron finally asked.
"Well, aren't you supposed to?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
"Yes, your supposed to.. but these useless charms are never worth remembering." Harry said idly, trying to catch one of the falling snowflakes.
I was just about to argue, but Ginny interrupted me. "Okay! Enough of this charm nonsense and such, let's put the presents under the tree!!" She cried excitedly. Without waiting for an answer, she jumped up and piled her presents neatly next to mine. Everybody else followed suit. When we were finally finished, the tree was practically buried under our gifts. We sat back down on the white carpet. Ginny sighed and said, "That's it? C'mon let's open the presents already!" She whined jumping up and down on her seat. I laughed and started handing out presents.
"This one is from Blaise to.." I continued. It turns out; everybody got a present from each person. Even Ron, Harry, and Draco exchanged gifts. The people who were not very good friends with each other (e.g. Harry-Jarvis) gave them gift cards to stores and such. I also handed out two gift cards to Jarvis and Blaise from Flourish and Blotts. I received books from Harry and Ron that were titled, "House Elf Psychology 101" and "Magical Creatures of the Trojhann Woods". Ginny gave me a bunch of this and that from Jinsa's Hair Care Works. Blaise and Jarvis gave me a gift card of four galleons from Gladrags.
Draco handed me a medium sized package, the size of a book. I unwrapped it and gasped in surprise. It was titled, "Hogwarts a History.. 2"? Ron audibly groaned.
"Great, now she's never going to stop reciting facts. Stupid author JUST had to go and write another one of his bloody damned books, doesn't he? And I thought I would get a rest from all this, But in Hogwarts a History it said.." He mimicked in an unnaturally high voice. I slapped him playfully on his shoulder.
I turned to Draco and asked, "Where did you get this? I didn't see it displayed on the shelves." I said wrinkling my forehead in confusion. He shrugged. "It didn't come out yet. I just happened to see the cashier putting it in the back, so I asked if I could buy it early." He explained. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Harry cleared his throat.
"Oops.. sorry." I muttered, red faced. I handed out my presents to everyone. Draco looked at his present in confusion. I knew it would happen, and I was ready to explain what it did. "It's a small.." I continued showing him all the parts of the device. After I finished, he smiled. Giving me a kiss, he lay back on the couch engrossed in the tiny football game showing on the screen. I rolled my eyes. I knew he was going to LIKE it, but not so much that he was going to ignore me. Everybody thanked each other smiling and still munching on my gingerbread cookies.
I couldn't help but notice Ginny's earrings that I gave her. They had turned into a purple butterfly that actually waved its wings. "Note to self, ask for those earrings for my birthday." I thought to myself.
The rest of the day continued on. We played board games and sat by the fireplace enjoying our new presents. Finally, it was seven o'clock. I had made reservations to eat out in a restaurant called, Il Giardino Rosso. "We're going out to eat in, (I glanced at my watch) twenty minutes, so you better get changed people." I linked Ginny by the arm and dragged her upstairs to change outfits. I changed into corduroy skirt with white tights and knee-high boots. I threw on a dark blue sweater and a black jacket. Ginny came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of dark red jeans and boots. The white sweater and white jacket complimented her outfit. We walked downstairs grandly, giggling for no reason at all.
When we arrived downstairs, we saw that all the guys, except for Jarvis, had not changed at all since this morning. Ginny and I exchanged glances exasperatedly, and looked at Jarvis. He shrugged and said, "Hey, I tried." We each grabbed two guys and marched upstairs. I dragged Harry and Ron into the room. I rummaged through their trunks and suitcases, throwing clothes aside trying to find a decent outfit. I looked up triumphantly. Dark blue jeans and a dark green polo shirt for Harry, and jeans and a red shirt for Ron. I thrust the clothes at them.
Ron looked up horrified. "MAROON?" He asked pleadingly.
"Wear it!" I said sharply, pushing Harry into the bathroom and Ron into my room. I stepped outside and waited next to Ginny. We were both thinking the same thoughts. Boys would never be able to dress themselves if it weren't for us, girls. Finally, all four males emerged looking groomed, all thanks to us. "Now what do you say?" I asked them, hands on my hips. Ron gave me a look. "We're actually supposed to say THANK YOU, even when you made me wear MAROON?"
Finally, after all this trouble and convincing Ron that he looked fine, we arrived at the restaurant and got seated.
To be continued.
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