Christmas present

by: sera lunaria

Disclaimer: well.. I'm out of ways to tell you I'm not JK rowling. So you just have to trust me... I do not own harry potter. If I did then I would be finishing the seventh book right now instead of writing fanfiction...

Chapter 5:sweetheart

The snow was falling again on Sunday morning. Harry woke up with a start as he had another dream, but in this one... he had not been talking to Hermione and then voldemort came to hogwarts and started to kill off all of his friends. Then in the spur of the moment he killed Hermione while making harry watch.

Then voldemort had spun around to face harry, harry had tried to pull out his wand, but he couldn't. He had stumbled backwards, when the green light spiraled out of voldemort 's wand the dream ended. Harry looked out the window and saw it was dawn, the sun was just rising out of the lake. The sky had turned purple, to red and then finally to a crisp pink and yellow color. The hens in the meadow leading to Hagrid 's hut clucked loudly as the rooster welcomed the sun for a new day.

Harry looked around and saw Ron's bed curtains thrown aside unceremoniously. Harry went into the bathroom to wash his teeth. after he got dressed and went down, and out to go to the great hall for breakfast. As he was walking peeves shot peas out of his homemade pea shooter. Harry threatened to call the bloody baron, peeves laughed and went on his way.

" hi Ron" harry said as he took a spot on the table to sit. Their was only one house table at the moment as their was only the nine students and the teachers there. Hermione was on the corner eating with Jonas. Harry tried desperately not to look their way. "she's miserable you know...." Ron said whispering, as there was only a few people the message could have been easily overhead. "wow great for her" harry said sarcastically.

" Jonas has been glaring at me for over ten minutes now..." Ron said shoveling some bacon and eggs into his mouth. "who gives a fuck" harry shrugged. Ron ignored the vulgar attitude. "we should tell him we never touched Hermione..." Ron suggested. "and why should we? Let him think what he wants..." harry said chewing on a piece of toast. "he's gotten a lot more touchy with her, I mean physically" Ron said softly.

" yeah? So" harry said trying not to think of what that meant. " just telling you some things that YOU should be paying attention to mate" Ron said cooly taking it a bit offensively now, that harry was being a great big git towards him." shut up Ron" harry said glimpsing over at Hermione and Jonas. "I didn't even do nothing" Ron said trying to sound as childish as he could muster, which coming from him was not that hard to do.

In the library harry turned to many hex books to try and read up on what he would teach the DA when they returned from holiday. They hadn't had much time seeing as how quidditch practice from three houses did not give them a great time to practice. Ron had gone off with luna to learn more about the "french" or so he had told harry as luna dragged him away earnestly.

Harry was reading up on this new hex named the 'pie molten' apparently, it was hex to melt the feet off of someone. When suddenly, the bookcase nearest to him gave a shutter and a book flew out of the shelf and landed on his head. He rubbed his head with a pained expression. He looked over towards the other side and saw Hermione up against the book case snogging Jonas. Harry turned beet red with embarrassment and anger.

He swiftly left the library and went in search of some lunch, even though at the moment he didn't think he could eat anything thing. Ron and luna had come earlier than him as he entered the great hall. Ron looked at harry with curiosity, but then he looked as if he understood. Luna gave Ron a tiny peck on the cheek before running off to talk to Mrs. McGonagall.

" you look horrid harry" Ron said looking his friend over. Harry looked at Ron with the ' no shit' expression. Harry then sat down and looked over the salads and the sandwiches, and then lost his appetite, as if he one to begin with.

" I got the shit knocked out of me by a book that Hermione and Jonas caused to fall from their rough snogging in the library" harry said sighing a bit as he put his head down." see, that's a trait I didn't see in Jonas... I thought he would be the silent type of snogger but apparently not" Ron said shrugging a bit. "oh and you just happened to think that? Where you planning on showing him how to snog" harry said trying lighten the mood that had caged his heart. "hey..." Ron warned, "don't joke like that harry".

" why is so hard for me to just accept that Hermione wont ever be mine?" harry said looking up at Ron as Ron had begun to bite into a massive sandwich. Ron looked at harry pitifully and took the big bite he had attempted to chew off the sandwich and looked back at harry. " because you love her" he said simply. And before harry could ask something else he bit off the bite and chewed it and swallowed it. " pig" luna laughed as she came back to sit with them. " sweetheart" Ron retorted in a singsong voice.

End chapter 5