Ron yawned and stretched, hearing the satisfactory cracks he relaxed, the blood that accumulated in his head made his vision swim and he lay back on his pillows. He sighed contentedly, his mind drifting off to thoughts about Hermione, he'd asked her if she'd go out with him the day before they broke up and she'd said she'd think about. Hermione was in Germany with her mother and father for Christmas, he and Harry had remained at Hogwarts.
Wait a minute…CHRISTMAS!!! His eyes, which had lulled shut, snapped open and he jumped up, he glanced at the clock beside his four-poster and gasped, it read 25th December. Scrambling off his bed, he threw his curtains aside and al but ran for Harry's bed, but when he drew the curtains back he found the bed empty, it hadn't been slept in. Ron looked puzzled, "What? Where?" he looked around, al he could see was Dean through his half open curtains.
"Oh well, guess he's already up, no point worrying," Ron sighed but after than regained his enthusiasms with renewed vigour, running over to Dean Thomas' bed and all but jumping on the poor boy.
---24th December, Gryffindor Common Room---
Usagi leaned back into the comfy arm chair she was sitting in by the fire and sighed happily, the common room was decorated wonderfully, scarlet and gold tinsel hung around the ceiling, Mistletoe floating around along with some of Fred and George's complementary mistletraps! Trust me; you don't want to get caught under one of them.
She grinned at the green tree that glowed in the firelight, the golden decorations and tinsel glinted serenely as she made for the portrait hole. She just reached the fourth flour when a hand went around her eyes and a soft but beautiful scent appeared under her nose. "Guess who," a soft voice commanded as a pair of lips ghosted over her ear.
She smiled, giggling slightly, "Draco Malfoy," she heard the derisive snort even without the sudden onslaught of hot air on her neck.
"Sorry, but Ferret boy is down in the dungeons, try again," the voice ordered.
"Ron Weasley," she was toying with him now and they both knew it.
"Come on Usagi," he whined and Usagi felt him give her a soft tug.
"Alright, alright, Harry Potter!" she declared proudly and the hand moved and he spun her around. One arm went around her waist; the other held a bouquet of flowers right under her nose, she went cross eyed to look at them. Her face lit up like the Christmas trees all over the castle and eyes widened and shimmered like moonlight reflecting off water.
She tore them from his grasp and inhaled deeply, flinging her arms around his neck, "Oh Harry they're beautiful but," she trailed off and smiled slyly and he raised an amused eyebrow.
"But what oh beautiful one?" he crushed some of her blonde hair out of her eyes and behind her ears.
"But nothing says 'Guilty' like a man with flowers, what did you do?" Harry pouted as she made this statement.
"I didn't do anything, but I'm going to," he smirked and brought his lips down to hers, her arms tightened around his neck and his reached around her waist, holding her tightly. The upper part of her back still found itself pressed to a cold wall.
A soft cough interrupted them, Usagi turned pink and Harry went a light shade of red as he turned; arms still in place, to grin guiltily at Remus Lupin. "Um, well," he licked his lips nervously, "hi professor," he subconsciously scratched the back of his neck.
"I suggest you find," Lupin coughed, "a more appropriate area in which to conduct certain activities Harry," Harry didn't notice the flush that crept up Lupin's neck, but Usagi did.
"Hey Harry, I've got an idea," he turned to look at her with a raised an eyebrow, "threesome," she batted her long eyelashes at Lupin who went red, his eyes widened and he scurried off in another direction.
"You know," she turned to look back at Harry, "I don't like sharing much," they both smiled and he kissed her again.
"You really are very sweet you know that Harry?" she smiled at him, her eyes sparkling.
"Not as sweet as you," he kissed down her neck and she gasped, leaning heavily against the wall. He licked and bit at her skin, her hands tangled in his inky black hair, running through hastily, messing it up. His eyes were shut and his body was pressed against hers, although slightly inappropriate looking how could something that felt so right ever be wrong? So what if she was Lunarian, royal blooded, what did it matter?
The point is, it did matter, but that wasn't the issue right now but it would be an issue, you can't run away from problems nor permanently delay them, problems are a necessity of life, the inevitable of the universe.
"Harry I," she sighed, her breathing slightly laboured as he kissed all the way down as far as her v-neck, rather low cut top would allow.
"Ssh," he put a finger to her lips and led her silently up the stairs to the Room of Requirement.
"Harry, what are we doing?" she asked as they walked for a third time up and down the hallway, "What the? That wasn't there was it?" she looked confused at the door that had suddenly appeared.
"That," he murmured in her ear pulling her gently through the door without protest, "is magic," and he was kissing her again. She hardly noticed the bed or the pretty decorations, or anything else in the room beside the softness onto which she fell and Harry.
The next day the sunlight that streamed through the window made her wake, she sat up and gasped, she was in a bed, with Harry, alone, she looked down and sighed with relief when she found she was still wearing her top and underwear.
"We didn't do anything, I know you're not ready," Harry whispered against her ear making her shudder as she felt his warm arms wrap around her waist.
"You're the best Harry Potter but," she trailed off as she felt his lips flutter suggestively over the base of her neck.
"But what?" he mumbled next to her skin.
"It's Christmas Day and I would so like to open presents," he sat up hastily, that was a point, oh dear, he paled, Ron! He snapped back to reality when he spotted Usagi pulling on her trousers, and slipping on her shoes, he himself was clad in a half undone shirt and boxers.
"Tell you what," she grinned and put her hands on her hips.
"What?" he asked, grinning back at her.
"Race you back to Gryffindor Tower," and she tore off, flying out the door.
"HEY!" he cried as he threw his trouser son hastily and jumped into his shoes running after her, she was no where insight, "No fair," he pouted but ran as fast as he could then a thought hit him, he pulled out his wand. "Accio Firebolt!"
In seconds his broom came flying towards him, he pocketed his wand, grabbed his hovering broom and without even thinking hopped on mid jump and took off. "POTTER!!!" he heard Filch howl after him but he didn't care, he lay flat on his broom and climbed higher so he wouldn't crash into any students.
She soon came into sight, running down some steps to the floor where the Fat Lady's portrait was, "I am so going to beat him," he heard her laugh.
"Is that so?" he came up behind her and passed her with ease.
"HEY! That's cheating," she ran faster but couldn't keep up with him as he flew round the corner.
"Serves you right!" he called back, looking over his shoulder, next thing he new he'd toppled over off his broom and had rolled sideways he groaned. He shook his head and looked up, his eyes widened to see Lupin doubled over, clutching his stomach and his Firebolt lying on the ground. Usagi ran around the corner but skidded to a halt at the site of her Defence against the Dark Arts teacher who had apparently collided with the end of Harry's broom.
"Professor, are you okay," she gasped kneeling beside the werewolf whose face showed his obvious 'discomfort'. He coughed as an answer and hunch over further, he looked like he was ready to be sick, Usagi put a hand to his forehead and her crescent moon glowed on her forehead. Ever since her mother, Selene, had shown her who she was she been learning gradually how to control her power and could now do basic healing and energy building.
Lupin blinked and looked up at her, cerulean blue met icy grey and the pair smiled, "Come on Harry" Usagi commanded walking over towards him as Lupin straightened up, picking up Harry's boom in the process.
Usagi hauled Harry to his feet, he looked at Lupin who said, "I think I'm going to have to confiscate this Harry, no flying in the corridors, remember?" Lupin scolded, Harry's eyes widened with horror.
"No Professor, please, it's Christmas!" Harry begged and Usagi gave him the puppy pout, Lupin sighed.
"I'm too soft, just this once Harry," he gave the ecstatic boy his broom, "and only because it's Christmas."
"Thanks Professor," and at that the pair took off again leaving Lupin to shake his head amusedly in their wake.
---Slytherin Common Room---
"Are bet might as well end here," Blaise said dejectedly, sinking down into the sofa next to Draco.
"Yeh, you win," Draco muttered, Blaise was too bored to bother with gloating, yes it would give him something to do but quite frankly, he wasn't up to it. "No retort then?"
"Nope," Blaise murmured sighing.
"Bored?"
"Hell yeh."
"It's no fun when Potter isn't wondering around with his little gang, what with him acting all love sick," Draco commented and looked at Blaise.
"Your right, he's like, stuck on that blonde bimbo," Blaise scowled.
"Hardly a bimbo Zabini," Draco argued and Blaise looked speculative, "she's clever enough and then there's Weasel and that Mudblood Granger!" Zabini had his eyes closed and although he was listening he was steadily nodding off, severe boredom could do that to you.
---Gryffindor VI Boys Dorm---
"It's not maroon!" Ron cried joyfully, leaping up on his bed, still in his pyjamas clutching a scarlet jumper with a golden R imprinted on it.
Hermione smiled up at him, she and Ron where sitting on his bed surrounded by their presents. Usagi was sitting in Harry's lap on his bed, his arms around her as she unwrapped her presents. "Mines brown this year," Hermione stated proudly holding hers up for everyone to see as Ron sat back down, Hermione's had a red H.
"Black," Harry stated pulling his towards him, the emerald green H clearly visible, "Usagi look, you've got one too!" he informed his golden haired girlfriend pulling a soft, lumpy package to her.
"Wow, that's really nice of Mrs Weasley," she said looking at it, it was yellow with a pink U, "tell your mum I'm really grateful," Usagi told Ron happily who nodded, a grin spreading over his face.
"Odd," Hermione said and they looked at her, she was fingering a black papered package that didn't appear to have any sort of tag. She opened it and found a book, it was black but on the front cover in each corner was a different symbol, and on the back, in each corner, four more symbols. "Planetary Potions," Hermione read, it was silver, loopy writing on top of a golden crescent moon.
"Hey Usagi," Ron said, his brow furrowed as he snatched the book from Hermione, "Isn't this like that thing that comes up on your forehead?" he asked showing the book to her.
She peered at it, "Yes it is!" she gasped.
"Hey, let me see that a minute!" Harry called and Ron tossed the book at him, narrowly avoiding Usagi's head.
"Oh pass it back Harry," Hermione asked.
"Wait a minute, Usagi; you remember in divination when the fire went haywire?" she nodded and he pointed to two of the eight symbols, "I've seen these before, and that one," he pointed to another one, "when Bellatrix appeared and you transformed."
"Really, how strange, they seem familiar to me," she looked at them but still couldn't figure it out.
In the top left on the front cover was a light blue circle with a cross hanging from it and a v atop the circle. In the top right was a red symbol, a circle with an arrow attached facing NE. Bottom right; emerald green was a number four with a curled tip, bottom left; an orange circle with a cross hanging from it.
On the back, top left a turquoise miniature trident like symbol with a line through the 'rod'. Top right, navy blue a circle the line with the dotted end going up and the dotted ended H skewered upon it. Bottom right was, in dark green, the letter P and L fused together, bottom left; the letter H in lower case with the tail crossed like a T. And in the centre of the back of the cover was a sideways on, magenta crescent moon.
"Odd," Hermione murmured again taking the book back from Harry and leafing through it.
"Look, it's a note Hermione," Ron said pulling a piece of parchment form its place tucked inside the back cover of the book.
'Hermione Granger,
This won't be much use to you or anybody apart from the Silver Alliance, its things like that which make you feel insignificant. Anyway, I'm straying off the point, your not entirely muggle but you have no wizarding blood, you'll learn in time.'
"What is it with mysterious clichés and us?" Harry asked exasperatedly flopping backwards onto his bed.
BANG!
He sat bolt upright as a gold and scarlet Catherine's Wheel spun around and around in front of the door, the trio's eyes widened but Usagi looked slightly taken aback, "Harry, what's going on?" Harry just grinned, still gazing at the Catherine's Wheel.
"Merry Christmas!" two voices yelled as a pair of red headed twins jumped, one on Harry, the other on Ron.
"George, get off of me!" Ron yelled as he rolled off his bed with George on top of him.
"Fred!" Harry cried but he, unlike Ron, has managed to stay on his bed, Usagi had scrambled off it though.
"Hello," Fred drawled looking at Usagi; he sat up still straddling Harry's torso which did look somewhat dodgy. "And who might the pretty lady be?" he asked, his freckled face split into a grin as he ran a nonchalant hand through his tousled hair.
Usagi blushed and replied, "Usagi Tsukino."
"Hey back off Fred, she's mine," Harry said reaching up to push Fred off him.
"He's no threat, especially if Angelina were to 'accidentally' hear about it," drawled another man who had walked in through the door, he looked around longingly, "hasn't change a bit.
"Don't you dare Charlie, I mean it!" Fred growled, climbing off Harry to go and sit with Fred on Neville's bed right beside Harry's.
"Angelina?" Usagi looked puzzled, "are these all relatives of yours Ron?" she asked gesturing at the twins and Charlie; while sitting herself back beside Harry again.
"Yeh, Fred and George," he inclined his head towards the twins.
"Oh I've heard about you," she turned to look at them, "ht eons that showed up Umbridge when you took off on your brooms," Fred and George both beamed proudly, "I've heard it was amazing."
"Yes I suppose it was good wasn't it?" George drawled in a nonchalant manner while appearing to inspect his nails.
"You sound like Malfoy dear brother," Fred drawled.
"Except that prat is gay of brother of mine," George drawled and both started to laugh and I must admit it was contagious.
When everyone had calmed down somewhat Ron said, "Fred, George," they turned to him, "what are you doing here?"
"Always fancied a trip down memory lane didn't we Fred?" George asked and Fred nodded but Ron frowned.
"Came with Charlie, he's the only one here for a reason," Fred elaborated looking at Charlie who was stretched out on Dean's bed.
"And you're here why exactly?" Hermione asked.
"Hagrid's gotten himself another dragon, wants me to 'tame' it for him, says it's rather," he paused to find the appropriate word, "spirited."
"Oh no," Hermione cried indignantly, "not another one."
"Aye Hermione; another one!" Charlie insisted.
"Aw Harry thank-you," Usagi leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, his present had been wrapped in pastel pink and it was golden chain from which hung a ruby, heart shaped crystal pendant, Harry blushed and Fred and George laughed.
An so began the present opening.
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