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***** OK, OK. I get it. You really are reading!! Great!! Keep Reviewing!!!
** Remember that Harry and Malfoy are walking to the Hospital wing after the dueling competition, which they both lost of course! Hehe!!
Along the way, Harry began sniggering.
'What are you laughing at, Potter?' ask Malfoy irritably.
'Oh nothing. For once the saying 'Keep your big mouth shut applies you and your situation.' he said, still holding his laugh.
'Oh shut up!' he demanded.
Harry didn't mind this, he only hand bells for hands, Malfoy looked like Ernie from Sesame Street.
After Madam Pomfrey fixed their "defects," Harry made his way up to the Gryffindor tower. He went to the common room and saw Hermione sitting by the fire.
'So, Herm how was it?' he asked behind her.
'Huh? Oh. Fine. I won, by the way.' she said.
'Really? Big surprise! I knew you'd win.'
'Thanks. Professor McGonagall said I was excellent. How're your hands?'
'They're fine now. You should've seen Malfoy's mouth! But I had the feeling Snape made the other competitors lose on purpose.'
'Really?'
'Yeah. I mean they weren't putting much of a fight. I think he was using the Imperious curse.'
'No, he couldn't have been. There's also one curse that's kind of like that but isn't an unforgivable one. Maybe that's what he used.'
They talked more that night and slept at a very late hour.
Christmas was coming closer. Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor house, was asking around on who were staying this Christmas.
Harry was first in line. Hermione was staying as well. Ron was staying too, with Lavender, that is.
Everybody else went home for Christmas. This was perfect. The four had the Gryffindor tower all to themselves.
The night everyone left, Harry slept at the girls' dorm and Lavender in the boys'.
'Harry, I can't believe you're going to sleep here! This is so funny.' giggled Hermione.
'Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You'll see. You'll like me sleeping here.' he joked.
Harry slept on Lavender's bed. She no doubt, slept in his.
Harry didn't have any special dreams. Hermione, however, had the strangest one.
She was walking in a house. It reeked and was very old. For no reason whatsoever, she was heading for the fireplace, which, freakily enough, had fire burning.
She walked silently forward. There was an armchair.
The shadows danced as the fire moved. Then, Hermione heard someone speak. First she thought it was Voldemort, but she was very wrong.
'Well, Miss Granger. Fancy seeing you here.' said the man. He was sitting on the armchair.
'You!' exclaimed Hermione.
'Yes. Me. Indeed.'
'I'm dreaming. I can do anything to you here.' she said as she took out here wand.or what appeared to be here wand. It was just a long and think twig.
'What the?' she said.
'Oh yes, I nearly forgot. You can't do anything to me, dear. I'm controlling your dream.' he said.
'What do you want?' she asked, angrily.
'My dear, it's not what I want, it's what my master wants.' said Wormtail.'And he wants you to break up with the boy.'
'HA! That's about the lamest thing I've ever heard. What makes you think I'll do it? What makes you think I'll trust you, you little twit!' she said.
'Because my master's this close to making your muggle parents his next victim.' said Wormtail, gesturing with his fingers.
Hermione stayed quiet. This can't be true. It's just a dream.
'I don't believe you. This is all just a dream. I can't even believe I'm having this dream. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to wake up to reality.' said Hermione, walking out of the house.
She heard Wormtail call out,' My master will prove to you, girl!' She just ignored it. It was pretty silly to have such a ridiculous dream.
Hermione had no idea how she woke up but she did. She decided not to tell anyone about her dream because it was silly and it wasn't worth thinking about.
Hermione got dressed before Harry woke up.
She went to where he was sleeping and pulled his blanket away.
'Wake up, sleepy head.' she giggled.
Harry was wearing pajamas, just pajamas and was cold now.
'Wake me up when it's Christmas morning.' he said, pulling back his blanket.
She pulled it away and threw it on her bed.' It is Christmas morning, Harry. Merry Christmas.'
Harry got up, very slowly. He saw the presents at the bottom of his bed.
He opened them one by one.
Hagrid had given him a really big Christmas cake. Baked it himself of course. Harry put it aside for later. It was actually not that bad. It was soft anyway.
He got a sweater with the "H" on it from Mrs. Weasley and some brownies.
Fred and George gave him a picture of the Joke Shop and some samples. There was a note that said, 'Make sure you try these out with your whale of a cousin.'
Ron had given him a book called 'The rise of Quidditch and the fall of other wizard sports.'
Sirius gave him new gloves for his Seeker position. He also had a note attached to the owl which brought the present.
Dear Harry,
I'll meet you later, same place, and same time.
Sirius
Harry knew that this meant Gryffindor common room, 1 o' clock in the morning.
He opened Hermione's next. It was a picture frame with the picture of her and him with Ron. The one that regained Hermione's memory back.
The Dursleys gave him a piece of paper that said, 'Stay there for Easter as well.' Harry just threw it away.
He and Hermione went down to the Great Hall and saw Ron with Lavender. They were practically feeding each other on Gryffindor table.
They both sniggered at them but of course were unheard.
They sat next to them, ate and enjoyed the decorations of the Great Hall.
It was finely decorated with wreaths and golden bells on the walls. There were also abnormally large snowflakes. They looked even better though. The sky was baby blue in color and fit perfectly with the snowflakes.
The banners were red and green in color. It was funny because those are some of Gryffindor and Slytherin colors, not normally seen together.
The teacher's table was full, for the first time Harry saw. No wonder we have to sit at our tables, he thought.
After Harry ate, he headed to the grounds with Hermione, secretly holding Mistletoe.
'Are you planning to have a snowball fight? Should I remind you how old you are?' she asked, jokingly.
'No, no. No snowball fight.' he said, turning to her and holding the Mistletoe high up, between them.
She smiled. 'Whoa! Where'd that come from?' asked Harry sarcastically.
'Well I guess we have no other choice. We have to do what the Mistletoe wants us to.' she said, grinning mischievously.
He was grinning like she was before their lips met. They laughed hysterically after kissing. It was a pretty dumb excuse to get a kiss.
Harry stayed up late that night. He was going to meet Sirius.
1 o'clock came and he stared at the fireplace. Sirius' face and soon body started appearing.
'Harry, are you well?' he asked calmly.
He nodded. Harry was great! He was actually happy with nothing worrying him. He even forgot about the Order.until Sirius reminded him.
'I want to talk to you about the Order.' he said, looking straight into his emerald green eyes. 'The traitor, or spy, as we would like to call him, is still unknown. But thanks to him, Voldemort knows about you and Hermione. Just be careful, Harry. And as I said before, trust no one new.'
Sirius looked around, then at his watch.' I can't stay long. The people of the house from which I broke in might wake up. I'll see you again, Harry.' he said.
Harry grinned and waved dully, in a good way, as Sirius left.
***** OK, OK. I get it. You really are reading!! Great!! Keep Reviewing!!!
** Remember that Harry and Malfoy are walking to the Hospital wing after the dueling competition, which they both lost of course! Hehe!!
Along the way, Harry began sniggering.
'What are you laughing at, Potter?' ask Malfoy irritably.
'Oh nothing. For once the saying 'Keep your big mouth shut applies you and your situation.' he said, still holding his laugh.
'Oh shut up!' he demanded.
Harry didn't mind this, he only hand bells for hands, Malfoy looked like Ernie from Sesame Street.
After Madam Pomfrey fixed their "defects," Harry made his way up to the Gryffindor tower. He went to the common room and saw Hermione sitting by the fire.
'So, Herm how was it?' he asked behind her.
'Huh? Oh. Fine. I won, by the way.' she said.
'Really? Big surprise! I knew you'd win.'
'Thanks. Professor McGonagall said I was excellent. How're your hands?'
'They're fine now. You should've seen Malfoy's mouth! But I had the feeling Snape made the other competitors lose on purpose.'
'Really?'
'Yeah. I mean they weren't putting much of a fight. I think he was using the Imperious curse.'
'No, he couldn't have been. There's also one curse that's kind of like that but isn't an unforgivable one. Maybe that's what he used.'
They talked more that night and slept at a very late hour.
Christmas was coming closer. Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor house, was asking around on who were staying this Christmas.
Harry was first in line. Hermione was staying as well. Ron was staying too, with Lavender, that is.
Everybody else went home for Christmas. This was perfect. The four had the Gryffindor tower all to themselves.
The night everyone left, Harry slept at the girls' dorm and Lavender in the boys'.
'Harry, I can't believe you're going to sleep here! This is so funny.' giggled Hermione.
'Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You'll see. You'll like me sleeping here.' he joked.
Harry slept on Lavender's bed. She no doubt, slept in his.
Harry didn't have any special dreams. Hermione, however, had the strangest one.
She was walking in a house. It reeked and was very old. For no reason whatsoever, she was heading for the fireplace, which, freakily enough, had fire burning.
She walked silently forward. There was an armchair.
The shadows danced as the fire moved. Then, Hermione heard someone speak. First she thought it was Voldemort, but she was very wrong.
'Well, Miss Granger. Fancy seeing you here.' said the man. He was sitting on the armchair.
'You!' exclaimed Hermione.
'Yes. Me. Indeed.'
'I'm dreaming. I can do anything to you here.' she said as she took out here wand.or what appeared to be here wand. It was just a long and think twig.
'What the?' she said.
'Oh yes, I nearly forgot. You can't do anything to me, dear. I'm controlling your dream.' he said.
'What do you want?' she asked, angrily.
'My dear, it's not what I want, it's what my master wants.' said Wormtail.'And he wants you to break up with the boy.'
'HA! That's about the lamest thing I've ever heard. What makes you think I'll do it? What makes you think I'll trust you, you little twit!' she said.
'Because my master's this close to making your muggle parents his next victim.' said Wormtail, gesturing with his fingers.
Hermione stayed quiet. This can't be true. It's just a dream.
'I don't believe you. This is all just a dream. I can't even believe I'm having this dream. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to wake up to reality.' said Hermione, walking out of the house.
She heard Wormtail call out,' My master will prove to you, girl!' She just ignored it. It was pretty silly to have such a ridiculous dream.
Hermione had no idea how she woke up but she did. She decided not to tell anyone about her dream because it was silly and it wasn't worth thinking about.
Hermione got dressed before Harry woke up.
She went to where he was sleeping and pulled his blanket away.
'Wake up, sleepy head.' she giggled.
Harry was wearing pajamas, just pajamas and was cold now.
'Wake me up when it's Christmas morning.' he said, pulling back his blanket.
She pulled it away and threw it on her bed.' It is Christmas morning, Harry. Merry Christmas.'
Harry got up, very slowly. He saw the presents at the bottom of his bed.
He opened them one by one.
Hagrid had given him a really big Christmas cake. Baked it himself of course. Harry put it aside for later. It was actually not that bad. It was soft anyway.
He got a sweater with the "H" on it from Mrs. Weasley and some brownies.
Fred and George gave him a picture of the Joke Shop and some samples. There was a note that said, 'Make sure you try these out with your whale of a cousin.'
Ron had given him a book called 'The rise of Quidditch and the fall of other wizard sports.'
Sirius gave him new gloves for his Seeker position. He also had a note attached to the owl which brought the present.
Dear Harry,
I'll meet you later, same place, and same time.
Sirius
Harry knew that this meant Gryffindor common room, 1 o' clock in the morning.
He opened Hermione's next. It was a picture frame with the picture of her and him with Ron. The one that regained Hermione's memory back.
The Dursleys gave him a piece of paper that said, 'Stay there for Easter as well.' Harry just threw it away.
He and Hermione went down to the Great Hall and saw Ron with Lavender. They were practically feeding each other on Gryffindor table.
They both sniggered at them but of course were unheard.
They sat next to them, ate and enjoyed the decorations of the Great Hall.
It was finely decorated with wreaths and golden bells on the walls. There were also abnormally large snowflakes. They looked even better though. The sky was baby blue in color and fit perfectly with the snowflakes.
The banners were red and green in color. It was funny because those are some of Gryffindor and Slytherin colors, not normally seen together.
The teacher's table was full, for the first time Harry saw. No wonder we have to sit at our tables, he thought.
After Harry ate, he headed to the grounds with Hermione, secretly holding Mistletoe.
'Are you planning to have a snowball fight? Should I remind you how old you are?' she asked, jokingly.
'No, no. No snowball fight.' he said, turning to her and holding the Mistletoe high up, between them.
She smiled. 'Whoa! Where'd that come from?' asked Harry sarcastically.
'Well I guess we have no other choice. We have to do what the Mistletoe wants us to.' she said, grinning mischievously.
He was grinning like she was before their lips met. They laughed hysterically after kissing. It was a pretty dumb excuse to get a kiss.
Harry stayed up late that night. He was going to meet Sirius.
1 o'clock came and he stared at the fireplace. Sirius' face and soon body started appearing.
'Harry, are you well?' he asked calmly.
He nodded. Harry was great! He was actually happy with nothing worrying him. He even forgot about the Order.until Sirius reminded him.
'I want to talk to you about the Order.' he said, looking straight into his emerald green eyes. 'The traitor, or spy, as we would like to call him, is still unknown. But thanks to him, Voldemort knows about you and Hermione. Just be careful, Harry. And as I said before, trust no one new.'
Sirius looked around, then at his watch.' I can't stay long. The people of the house from which I broke in might wake up. I'll see you again, Harry.' he said.
Harry grinned and waved dully, in a good way, as Sirius left.