Well, I was having a little bit of writer's block for this chapter. So hopefully this chapter is good, well it should be, it's Christmas in Hogwarts! Only about 4 months for us!

Hey for the French speakers, I'm sure the title for chapter #7 is right...if it's not, could you tell me what it's supposed to be?

Oh yeah big note for you readers. READ THIS, READ THIS:: This story is now taking place in H/Hr 6TH year, not 5th!!! I realized that my story would work better if it were 6th year. And, this story is going a little longer than I thought, so yay! More to read!

K, here's technically chapter 8! ``````````````````

Ron woke up from his bed and immediately down the hall. A group of Gryffendors were already down there, opening their presents. He noticed that there was more kids staying over the holiday every year. It was 8:16 AM, which he considered late for opening Christmas presents. He ran back up the stairs and next to Harry's bed.

"Harry, Harry, wake up! It's Christmas!" Ron shook Harry's side and Harry mumbled groggily.

"Come on! There's presents!" Ron shouted and he sat and bounced on the end of Harry's bed.

"You act so immature at times, you know?" Harry said smiling, as he picked up his pillow and threw it at Ron's face.

They went downstairs where there was a pile of unopened presents. Ron ripped through his like there was no tomorrow. Harry went through his a little slower, enjoying each one. He got presents from Ron, Mrs. Weasley, and little gadgets and tricks from Fred and George. The Dursley's didn't bother to get Harry anything again, but they had sent an envelope. Inside was a letter saying: Happy Christmas, in fast, sloppy letters. At least they took the time to lick a stamp for me, Harry thought. There was also presents from Ginny, Hagrid, and Remus. Lastly, he grabbed Hermione's half- opened package he tried to open the night before. He bit his tongue trying not to smile about last night in front of Ron. He ripped through the silver paper, and opened the lid to the small gold box.

He thought he saw something spring out and realize it did when he saw nothing in the box. He looked around the tree for it, when Ron spotted it.

"Whoa! Watch it!" Ron warned as the thing flew around furniture and the giant pine tree.

Harry jumped up and caught it as it struggled in his hand. It felt strangely familiar to a Snitch in Quidditch, and he looked down at it. That's because it was a Snitch.

The tiny, golden speed demon looked just like the Snitch he chased after for in his games. It was much newer but something else was different about it. In the middle of the golden orb was his name engraved into it in elegant cursive: Harry Potter. On the bottom of the box it flew out of was a note.

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Dear Harry,

I got this Snitch in Diagon Alley and had it personalized for you. Hope it helps you practice for your games!

Love, Hermione

PS: To get it to come to you, you need to whistle. ______________________

"From Hermione, huh? It's pretty wicked," Ron commented as he picked through his box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.

"Yeah, isn't she?" Harry said, reading the note again.

"I said the Snitch," Ron said raising his eyebrow at Harry.

"I---I meant the Snitch. Isn't that what I said?" Harry asked and he let it dart around the room.

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Hermione looked at the clock on the wall from her bed. It read 9:22 AM and all the girls in the room were going over there opened presents. Ginny hopped over with her mum's homemade sweater on.

"Hey, sleepy head, what are you waiting for? You've got gifts to unwrap!" Ginny smiled, and she set her gift for her on her nightstand.

"Happy Christmas," Ginny said, and she sat there waiting for Hermione to speak, "What are you thinking about?" She asked curiously.

"Honestly? Well...Harry," Hermione said, curling up in her warm bed.

"Herm, you've got to get over him, look at you! You're moping around in bed on Christmas because of him!" Ginny exclaimed and she returned to her presents.

Hermione grinned and knew that last night should be kept secret.

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The feast for that night was filling. There were turkeys and roast beefs, and vegetables of all sorts. Everything was there and the desserts afterwards filled them up. At the Common Room, everyone was tired from the excitement and headed to bed early. Hermione stayed downstairs with the girls for a while and after they left, she fell asleep on the couch.

Harry was up in his dorm for a while, watching his Snitch zoom above his head. He thought about Hermione for a while, when he had an idea. He wanted to try out his new Snitch tonight, so he got out his dad's invisibility cloak. He left his window open. His plan was to go invisible with the Snitch through the school until he got outside. Then he would call his broom to him and practice.

He wrapped the cloak around him and put the Snitch in his pocket, his wand in the other. He crept out of the dormitory and into the Common Room. He walked past the fireplace when he noticed Hermione sleeping on the sofa. He looked at her for a while, and then realizing he had to go.

Hermione was sleeping light and heard the stairs squeak. She tried to close her eyes and go to sleep but she couldn't. Then she heard the portrait door open. She sat up, but didn't see anyone.

"Hello?" She called out, feeling silly that she was probably talking to nothing.

Harry stopped and turned around. Hermione was up and looking around. He whipped his invisibility cloak off. Hermione almost jumped, seeing Harry appear out of nowhere.

"What are you doing?!"

"I was going out."

"Why?"

"Well, I thought about trying out the Snitch you got me...."

"Oh, well...I can't sleep, so could I come? You know, to watch?"

"Uh, yeah sure."

Hermione sat up and walked up to him. There was an uncomfortable moment, but then Harry threw the cloak over both of them. They walked out of the portrait hole and into the dark halls of Hogwarts.

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K, I'll be back to update... ;)