Christmas present

by: sera lunaria

disclaimer: I live in an apartment, if I had half the money jk has I'd be living in a mansion with a yacht on my own sea dock. So you know what I DON'T have the rights to....

Chapter 4: Oh my.....

Saturday morning arrived much to quickly, all for the better Harry thought. He did not want to get up. The sunlight and cold breeze that filled his dormitory made sleeping very hard in deed. He wanted stay behind the curtains of his bed and never show his face again. However, due to a very naughty dream he had that night.... he had to get out of bed quickly and get into the showers before the others woke up to find much to explain. Harry yawned and opened the curtains of his four poster bed. He ran into the bathroom attached to their dormitory and began to shower.

The main hall was decorated with the twelve Christmas trees again. Professor Flitwick had made an excellent choice of decorations as usual. There where only ten students this year staying at Hogwarts... harry, Ron, luna, Hermione, Jonas, and five huffle puff. Tuesday would be Christmas day. Then the whole following week their would be no classes and harry could relax. Or so he had hoped.

He found it rather hard to watch Hermione and Jonas snog once and a while when they walked around the castle. Hermione had convinced Ron, luna and harry to let Jonas hang out with them for the week. Hermione however did not only ignore harry's attempt to talk to her but she uttered not a word to him the whole day. Harry didn't really care. Although he did feel the urge once and a while to punch Jonas' big toothy smile into oblivion.

"harry... you have to tell her..." Ron insisted. Luna nodded her agreement. "shut up Ron... she obviously doesn't feel the same way about me so leave it alone" harry said ruffling his hair into a messier state as he sat under the tree across the lake. "harry, I don't even think she's having a good enough time with him" luna said softly. "well, she should just drop him then" harry shrugged and then laid down in the grass they had managed to clear up with a hot air charm. "did you get her something for Christmas harry?" luna asked, Ron turned a bit green at this, it seemed he didn't get luna anything himself. luna didn't catch this look and probably wouldn't have cared, she was always a bit spacey.

"well... yeah" harry admitted. " what is it?" luna asked him leaning into the tree. "a new wand care kit and a glass unicorn that fly around the air when she calls it's name" harry said closing his eyes. His head hurt a lot and he didn't know what it was from. "that's nice of you, do you think she's gotten you something?" luna asked softly pressing the issue a bit more. "no , she probably got a new g-string for her fuck mate though" harry said without even knowing the words had slipped out of his mouth.

Ron turned scarlet and luna choked and laughed at the same time. Harry realized what he had said and looked up at the couple. "don't you dare tell her I said that!" he growled at them. Luna extended a delicate white hand and pet his head, giggling when doing so "down tiger" she giggled more. Harry laughed a bit and then went back to resting. the sun was setting so they all decided to back to the castle for some hot chocolate.

"no!! That was cheating harry"Ron exclaimed as his knight was sliced into by harry's red queen. " no it wasn't! That's wizards chess" harry laughed. They were in the common room playing a game of chess when Hermione stomped in apparently furious. "whoa... you okay Hermione?" Ron asked the very peeved off girl. "you...." she shook her finger towards harry "how could you say that? Now he thinks I've slept with you, and Ron" Hermione said turning blue from lack of air.

"what the fuck are you talking about Hermione?" harry backed up away from her. This was not the way he wanted her come to him. In the dreams she had yelled an they made up in a different way. But she was never BLUE. He put up his hands in defense as she advanced on him poking him in the chest with her index finger. "I cant believe you actually think that about me! You filthy little maggot" Hermione said making harry stumble over the coffee table. He then got up and finally banged his head near a candle holder on the wall. His back pressed onto the wall and knowing there was no where to hide he looked back at her with questions written all over his face. "what are you talking about ?! And why the hell are you attacking me?" harry said trying to get a grip. This was Hermione she wouldn't hurt him.

"A G-string Harry ?! What the hell goes on in your head?" Hermione said trying hard not think about what goes in that head. Harry looked harshly at Ron but then looked back at Hermione. She was about to kill him. "who told you that I said that?" harry aske dher trying to become a bit more confident. "Jonas heard it ! He was behind you guys on the hill above and he over heard you guys talking" Hermione yelled. "oh" harry said softly looking away and then back at her trying to find a way to explain himself. "but... he should know how you are, and if he knows you the way he says he does... then he should know you are the most innocent girl ever" harry said in a slippery voice.

"well he thinks I'm not now, he wants to know what the hell I've done with the both of you" Hermione said , arms flailing in the air emphasizing her words. " oh, geesh... give me a break, has he gotten you under his finger already Hermione? What a smooth talker he must be, or did he do something nice for you? Like pin your hair up while you studied? Or did he intend to give you the underwear himself for Christmas? Wow, that's so awesome Hermione" harry said giving her two thumbs up with a sarcastic grin and then his face turned sour and he walked towards the center of the room. She was still facing the wall. Ron had took this moment of silence to run up the stairs and hide. He had been Hermione's boyfriend once, and he knew how harsh she could be at times. And he for one did not want to end up the one picking up harry's dismembered body.

Hermione however had something else in mind. She turned around and faced harry, who at that moment was waiting for her blow up at him and hew him with all the hexes known to wizarding world. Hermione had a big grin planted firmly on her lips. This unnerved harry even more, even the thought that Hermione might even perform one of the unforgivable curses on him. "why must you be a giant git?" she said softly looking at him with her arms crossed.

"I just am" harry said trying to re-compose himself. Hermione advanced on him and leaned into him. He backed up against the nearest wall with the shock of how fast she had gotten to him. "what's changed so much between us harry?" she asked as she stood in front of him with tears welling into her eyes.

"nothing... nothing changed" harry said looking away, anywhere would be better then looking at her about to cry, and knowing he was the reason she was about to cry. He couldn't watch her tears slide down , he wanted to hold her, and comfort her. To tell her to leave Jonas and be with him, but then... she had been with him all along, it just took him this long to finally see it. She now stood there... as his best friend and his lover in dreams. Something had changed, his feelings towards her.

He had always loved her, just never really saw it till now. He heard her sniffle and knew the tears where behind the soft sound. He looked at her, and sure enough her there where silent tears flowing down her cheeks. He placed his palms against the cold stone wall and looked down at his feet. His hands wanted to reach out to her and pull her into a firm hug.

"what have I done to you... to make you pull me away from those who care for me? Fror you to suddenly hate me so much? What ?!" Hermione said racked with silent hiccups. Harry's ears burned and he looked up at her. She was holding her face in her hands.

"I never held you back form anyone Hermione and you know that" harry said trying hard not to take his hands off the wall. "it's always you harry, never about anyone else... your fucking scar , you're history" Hermione said wiping tears away as they battled to stay flowing. She looked at him with blood shot eyes.

"I never asked for my parents to be killed I never asked for this fucking scar ! I never ever tried to get you involved, if you where there it was on your own accord not mine I have never stopped you form loving anyone!" harry yelled at her feeling a certain pang of guilt at shouting but a certain taste of satisfaction as the words left his mouth. "you're right Of course, you always are... good night harry" Hermione screamed at him and then ran from the common room up the flight of stairs into her dormitory. Harry felt horrible, but would not try to go up there just to end up arguing again. He therefore, left to go up to his room.

End chapter 4