Merry Christmas
By: Samantha Essig
Chapter One
DISCLAIMER- I own nothing. J.K. Rowling owns EVERYTHING. The story of my life!
Hermione Granger stood at the foot of her four poster, looking down into her trunk and racking her brain of anything she may have forgotten to pack. She gasped as she remembered two of the things she would have most hated to leave at Hogwarts over the Christmas Holidays. Running to her bedside table, she snatched up her pink pig stuffed animal and her picture of Harry that beamed up and waved at her from behind the shiny glass. Hermione smiled at the sight of it and carefully tucked it between two books in her trunk, then she gently placed her pig, Omen, as she called him on top of everything else and shut the lid tightly.
She thought of the taunting she would receive from Ron if he knew she slept with a stuffed animal. Truthfully, almost every girl in Hermione's dormitory does or did in the recent past and they had all made a pact to keep that from the boys. Besides, when all else failed, they made wonderful listeners and great break-up buddies.
This year was one of the few years in which Hermione would be leaving Hogwarts to spend the holidays at home. She normally stayed to be with Harry and Ron and to get work done in the library. This year, however, The Granger's had invited Harry and Ron to celebrate Christmas with them in an attempt to get Hermione to come home and visit. It wasn't that Hermione disliked being home, she just didn't like being without her best friend and her boyfriend for so long and being almost completely cut off from the wizarding world.
Both Harry and Ron had accepted the invitation with great joy. Harry, because he wanted to spend a real, family based Christmas with people who didn't wince at the sight of him, as well as the girl he loved more than life itself, and Ron because, well, he had never experienced a completely muggle Christmas.
Hermione dragged her trunk down the spiral staircase that lead to the Gryffindor Common Room, checking her watch in the process. It read 10:15 in the morning. The Hogwarts Express was due to leave Hogsmeade Station at exactly 11:00, which meant that they must hurry if they didn't want to miss the train.
Harry and Ron sat in squishy over stuffed chairs by the blazing fire. They both looked over at Hermione as she stepped off the last stair. Harry got up, walked over to Hermione, wrapped his arms around her waist, and gently kissed her. She smiled at him then said, "Harry, are you sure you want to spend the holidays with my parents? I mean, they can be a little embarrassing and they aren't at all educated in-"
Harry silenced her with another small kiss, "Hermione, I'm sure it will all be fine. Anything is better than the Dursley's or staying here alone all break. I'd miss you too much anyway."
"Hellllllooooo!!!" Ron yelled from his chair, "When you two are done, we'd better head down to the station if you want to go at all."
"Alright Ron, c'mon, lets go."
The trio made it to the train station just in time. A man in a worker's uniform took their trunks from them and lead them onto the train. Because so many students choose to stay at school during break, finding a empty compartment to sit in was a piece of cake compared to the start of term. Harry, Hermione and Ron quickly selected one and piled in and sat down just as the train began to move.
Before long, they had a competitive game of Exploding Snap going as the train trudged on through think forest and beautiful snow cover country side.
Around 12:30, the old witch that pushed the food cart appeared at the doors and Harry treated everyone to a large stack of Cauldron Cakes and nice warm Butter beers that warmed them all from the inside out.
Later that afternoon, just as the winter sky began to darken and a light snow was starting to fall, the Hogwarts Express pulled into Kings Cross Station.
Railroad workers opened the doors immediately after the train had stopped and began helping students out onto the platform where eager parents stood waiting to greet their children.
"So, where are they Hermione?" asked Ron as they stepped off the train. Both Harry and Ron had briefly met Mr. And Mrs. Granger, but had never really spoken to them.
"Obviously not here, are they Ron? In case you forgot, only witches and wizards can get onto Platform Nine and Three Quarters. My parents have to wait beyond the wall."
Ron went red around the ears and followed his friends towards the area where men in uniforms were unloading all the trunks from the train. It took a few minutes for all of them to locate their luggage and get back through the large crowd to the brick wall that they casually leaned into. Harry, Ron, and Hermione appeared on the other side without drawing any attention to themselves.
Hermione looked all around for her parents but couldn't se them.
"Maybe they aren't here ye-"
"Hermione! Honey!" came a very excited woman's voice, "Over here Honey!"
Hermione turned in the direction of the voice; Harry and Ron followed.
"Mum! Dad!" yelled Hermione in that high pitched, girlie tone that made Ron and Harry cringe. She dropped her book bag and left her trunk where it was before running up and hugged both of her parents tightly, "Oh, Mum, Dad, come here. I want you to meet some people." she said grabbing her mother's hand and leading her to the spot where Harry and Ron stood and had kept standing since Hermione ran to her parents.
"Okay, Mummy, Daddy, this is my best friend, Ron Weasley and my...ummm...boyfriend, Harry Potter.
Mrs. Granger's voice seemed to catch in her throat for a moment, but she quickly recovered, "It's a pleasure to meet both of you." she said, giving both boys a quick hug.
"We are very pleased to have you both here to spend the holidays with us." stated Mr. Granger, holding out his hand. Both Harry and Ron shook it and thanked the both of them for allowing them to be there.
"Well, you all must be starving," said Hermione's father, putting a arm around his daughter, "Shall we go out for dinner?"
A/N - Hope you liked the first chapter! If I get enough reviews from people who liked the story, I will continue with it and I really want to keep going so please review! No flames though please. I'm not good at dealing with that! Thanks!
By: Samantha Essig
Chapter One
DISCLAIMER- I own nothing. J.K. Rowling owns EVERYTHING. The story of my life!
Hermione Granger stood at the foot of her four poster, looking down into her trunk and racking her brain of anything she may have forgotten to pack. She gasped as she remembered two of the things she would have most hated to leave at Hogwarts over the Christmas Holidays. Running to her bedside table, she snatched up her pink pig stuffed animal and her picture of Harry that beamed up and waved at her from behind the shiny glass. Hermione smiled at the sight of it and carefully tucked it between two books in her trunk, then she gently placed her pig, Omen, as she called him on top of everything else and shut the lid tightly.
She thought of the taunting she would receive from Ron if he knew she slept with a stuffed animal. Truthfully, almost every girl in Hermione's dormitory does or did in the recent past and they had all made a pact to keep that from the boys. Besides, when all else failed, they made wonderful listeners and great break-up buddies.
This year was one of the few years in which Hermione would be leaving Hogwarts to spend the holidays at home. She normally stayed to be with Harry and Ron and to get work done in the library. This year, however, The Granger's had invited Harry and Ron to celebrate Christmas with them in an attempt to get Hermione to come home and visit. It wasn't that Hermione disliked being home, she just didn't like being without her best friend and her boyfriend for so long and being almost completely cut off from the wizarding world.
Both Harry and Ron had accepted the invitation with great joy. Harry, because he wanted to spend a real, family based Christmas with people who didn't wince at the sight of him, as well as the girl he loved more than life itself, and Ron because, well, he had never experienced a completely muggle Christmas.
Hermione dragged her trunk down the spiral staircase that lead to the Gryffindor Common Room, checking her watch in the process. It read 10:15 in the morning. The Hogwarts Express was due to leave Hogsmeade Station at exactly 11:00, which meant that they must hurry if they didn't want to miss the train.
Harry and Ron sat in squishy over stuffed chairs by the blazing fire. They both looked over at Hermione as she stepped off the last stair. Harry got up, walked over to Hermione, wrapped his arms around her waist, and gently kissed her. She smiled at him then said, "Harry, are you sure you want to spend the holidays with my parents? I mean, they can be a little embarrassing and they aren't at all educated in-"
Harry silenced her with another small kiss, "Hermione, I'm sure it will all be fine. Anything is better than the Dursley's or staying here alone all break. I'd miss you too much anyway."
"Hellllllooooo!!!" Ron yelled from his chair, "When you two are done, we'd better head down to the station if you want to go at all."
"Alright Ron, c'mon, lets go."
The trio made it to the train station just in time. A man in a worker's uniform took their trunks from them and lead them onto the train. Because so many students choose to stay at school during break, finding a empty compartment to sit in was a piece of cake compared to the start of term. Harry, Hermione and Ron quickly selected one and piled in and sat down just as the train began to move.
Before long, they had a competitive game of Exploding Snap going as the train trudged on through think forest and beautiful snow cover country side.
Around 12:30, the old witch that pushed the food cart appeared at the doors and Harry treated everyone to a large stack of Cauldron Cakes and nice warm Butter beers that warmed them all from the inside out.
Later that afternoon, just as the winter sky began to darken and a light snow was starting to fall, the Hogwarts Express pulled into Kings Cross Station.
Railroad workers opened the doors immediately after the train had stopped and began helping students out onto the platform where eager parents stood waiting to greet their children.
"So, where are they Hermione?" asked Ron as they stepped off the train. Both Harry and Ron had briefly met Mr. And Mrs. Granger, but had never really spoken to them.
"Obviously not here, are they Ron? In case you forgot, only witches and wizards can get onto Platform Nine and Three Quarters. My parents have to wait beyond the wall."
Ron went red around the ears and followed his friends towards the area where men in uniforms were unloading all the trunks from the train. It took a few minutes for all of them to locate their luggage and get back through the large crowd to the brick wall that they casually leaned into. Harry, Ron, and Hermione appeared on the other side without drawing any attention to themselves.
Hermione looked all around for her parents but couldn't se them.
"Maybe they aren't here ye-"
"Hermione! Honey!" came a very excited woman's voice, "Over here Honey!"
Hermione turned in the direction of the voice; Harry and Ron followed.
"Mum! Dad!" yelled Hermione in that high pitched, girlie tone that made Ron and Harry cringe. She dropped her book bag and left her trunk where it was before running up and hugged both of her parents tightly, "Oh, Mum, Dad, come here. I want you to meet some people." she said grabbing her mother's hand and leading her to the spot where Harry and Ron stood and had kept standing since Hermione ran to her parents.
"Okay, Mummy, Daddy, this is my best friend, Ron Weasley and my...ummm...boyfriend, Harry Potter.
Mrs. Granger's voice seemed to catch in her throat for a moment, but she quickly recovered, "It's a pleasure to meet both of you." she said, giving both boys a quick hug.
"We are very pleased to have you both here to spend the holidays with us." stated Mr. Granger, holding out his hand. Both Harry and Ron shook it and thanked the both of them for allowing them to be there.
"Well, you all must be starving," said Hermione's father, putting a arm around his daughter, "Shall we go out for dinner?"
A/N - Hope you liked the first chapter! If I get enough reviews from people who liked the story, I will continue with it and I really want to keep going so please review! No flames though please. I'm not good at dealing with that! Thanks!