A.N: Hi again, yes I know this is a quick update. Ha ha! I finally found some free time in my schedule to write. Or well type. And this might just be my longest chapter ever.
Yes and you all saw Ginny's next Diary entry well to disappoint you, Ginny will not be using the Polyjuice Potion in anyway. I might use it in my story but not for Ginny's sake.
Disclaimer: Ok, this is the final one, I do not, repeat; do not own Harry Potter or its characters in anyway.
Chapter 16: Christmas Part 2: Now
Harry POV
I sat on the Hogwarts express with Hermione and Ron, all of us going to the muggle world for Christmas Break.
Ron shook his head again. "I still can't believe it."
"Ron." I shot at him.
"I mean, who would of thought you would be spending Christmas with Hermione."
"Ron!" I shot at him again. I threw him a cauldron cake to shut him up.
"Harry, your not worrying about meeting my parents, are you?" Hermione asked me.
"No, of course not." I smiled.
Actually I was. I had no idea what Hermione's parents were like. I was hoping that they would be like any other muggle. All I knew was that her parents were dentists, I met them a couple of times before but never anything like this.
The train slowed down as we reached Platform nine and three-quarters. I stood up and grabbed Hedwig and followed Hermione out of the train.
The scene looked as though students had just got out of Hogwarts for Summer Break but it was terribly cold out. Students were rushing to grab their trunks and wait to walk out into the muggle world. Hermione and me went though the barrier together and Hermione led the way to where her parents were.
Her father was a very tall man with brown hair and green eyes. Her mother on the other hand looked just like Hermione with soft brown eyes and curly brown hair.
"Hi mum, dad." Hermione spoke up.
"Hello Hermione!" her mother brightened up. "And you must be Harry, we have heard a lot about you. Hermione can't stop talking about you."
"Hello Mrs. Granger." I said putting a smile across my face.
"So your Harry, eh?" Mr. Granger spoke up.
"Yes." I answered not knowing what to say.
"Well, I just hope your everything Hermione has told us you are. Well common on now, we mustn't say here all day."
Mr. Granger led the way to their car, Hermione next to him all the way, probably telling him to go easy on me.
Hermione's house was very tall (probably 2 or 3 stories high) and was painted a soft brown on the outside. In the front was a small garden with loads of flowerbeds, and a small white gate that only went up to your knees protected it all.
Inside though, there was a large sitting room that led into the kitchen on your left. On your right was a brown and narrow staircase. Just past the dining room was another sitting room; this one though had a large TV in the corner. Another staircase was in there but this one was quite larger.
"Hermione, show Harry up to the guest bedroom, will you?" Mrs. Granger said. Hermione nodded to me and I followed her up the staircase in the second sitting room. She stopped at the first landing, which led to a large hallway with brown doors up and down.
"I know it's not nothing to look at." Hermione said.
"Your house is huge." I said.
"Thanks." Hermione led me past a bathroom with blue tile everywhere, a small room with a desk in the corner with a computer and a couple of comfortable chairs, and a bedroom with blue painting with a small bed in the corner and full of toys.
"That's my younger brothers room." Hermione said.
"I never knew you had any siblings." I said.
"Well, Brain is still very young." Hermione said.
She led me into the next room, which was dark red and had a large bed in the corner. There was another door near the back with looked like another bathroom. The walls had a scarlet boarder with what looked like roses.
"Well, this will be your bedroom." Hermione said. "Mine is just next door."
"Thanks." I said dropping my trunk and placing Hedwig on a small table.
"Shall I show you the rest of the place?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah."
Hermione first took me to the top floor, which was the attic but it looked nothing like it. It was a giant room with wall-to-wall bookshelves. And scattered around the room was different chairs and couches with lamps.
"This is were I come up to read, like my own personal library." Hermione said.
"Even though I don't like reading very much, it still looks really great and it is much cooler up here." I said.
Hermione took me back to the 2nd floor and showed me her mum and dad's room for a quick moment and then her room. I also found that the narrow staircase led to her parent's bedroom. ("Never go up it, I not even allowed.") Hermione's room had white walls and a large canopy bed in the corner. A desk in the other with ink, parchment, and quills lay upon it. There was another bookshelf in here but instead of the books you found upstairs, there was books you would see in the library at Hogwarts, and very close I found her copy of Hogwarts, A History.
Hermione led me downstairs again and showed me another office, a bathroom; a smaller sitting room but there was a pool table in the middle. This room led to their backyard.
Outside, the backyard was huge. In the center was a large pool that was covered with a blue sheet. ("It is winter so Dad wants top keep the pool clean for the summer.") Beyond the pool was a wooden hut where the Jacuzzi was. Over to the right of the pool was a white table underneath a large canopy and it was surround by 4 chairs.
"Well, let's get inside, dinner must be ready by now." Hermione said and led me inside.
I could tell that my Christmas Holidays had just begun.
Hermione POV
I woke up on Christmas morning by a rapid knock on my door.
"'Mione wake up!" Harry called.
I threw my dressing robe around me and scurried over to the door.
"Harry, what is it?" I said still rubbing my eyes.
"Hedwig and Errol are in my room, Ron sent our presents over." Harry grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. I saw what he said. In the corner, Hedwig and Errol were eating something and around them were two small piles of presents.
I walked over and sat on the cold wooden floor. Mrs. Weasley hand knitted me a brown scarf with a golden 'H' on the end of it. ("Why don't you get the sweaters?") Ron sent me the new edition of Hogwarts, A History. Hagrid sent over a pack of soft textbook covers. Lavendar and Parvati sent some more clothes and a note saying no offense.
After all the presents were opened there lay still one that was wrapped in red paper. One a white note, it only read To: Hermione.
"Harry, who sent this?" I asked.
"Dunno, some brown, grayish owl came right after and left as soon as he could." Harry answered.
I slowly unwrapped the package and its contents fell onto the floor. It was the same outfit Ginny wore to the Halloween Ball except it was red and see- thought and the bunny ears were nowhere in sight.
"Well I think we know who sent this." I said disgusted.
"Hermione," Harry whispered coming moving over next to me. I felt an arm go around my shoulder as he continued. "Listen, promise me you wont let Ginny ruin Christmas for you."
"Easy for you to say, did she send you something?" I asked.
"No, but that's not the point. Look, its Christmas Hermione and you shouldn't be worried. Can you just promise me?"
"Yeah, I guess your right." I said. I jumped to my feet and grabbed the red velvet that lied on the floor. "I think I'll go and try this on." I said holding the piece of clothing up to my body.
Harry's jaw practically dropped to the floor.
"I'm kidding." I smiled.
Later that afternoon around 3, everyone was gathered around the long dinner table enjoying the feast mom slaved over this morning.
"You've outdone yourself Anne, this is the best honey baked ham I have ever tasted. Don't you agree Harry?" Dad shot a look over at Harry who was sitting next to me.
"Oh yeah, it's really good." Harry piped up.
"So Harry, Hermione tells me that you're an excellent Quidditch player." Dad said.
"Dad." I shot a look over at him.
"No, it's ok Hermione." Harry said. "Yeah, well I've played Quidditch at Hogwarts since my first year."
"Interesting, I read Hermione's book all about it, what was it called again, Quidditch through the ages?" Dad asked.
"Yeah Dad." I chirped in.
"Fascinating sport Quidditch."
"Dad." I shot yet another look at him as I helped myself too more mashed potatoes.
"Just making conversation dear. Harry, I want to thank you for making my daughters birthday worth while last month, she told us all about it."
"Anytime." Said Harry.
"What was that again that you got her, an Emo-Teller?" Dad asked.
"Dad."
"Yeah, it can tell Hers and mine's emotions." Harry answered.
"Pass the peas, will you Hermione." Dad ended the conversation.
I thought everything was fine until the owl flew in. A black owl that I didn't notice flew in and dropped a white envelope onto Harry's lap and left.
"Harry, I know that your friends are dying to talk to you but please, I do not want owls flying into this house during dinner." Dad spoke up.
Harry tucked the letter into his pocket. "I'm sorry, I promise it won't happen again."
"You bet your bottom dollar you will." Dad spoke.
"Dad." I spoke a little more loudly.
Later that night I sat down by the fire with crookshanks in my lap. All the presents had been opened and Harry was talking to Brain and Mom and Dad had gone up to bed already.
Mom and Dad went all out this year. They bought me a new set of robes, a carrier box for all my ink and quills, the biggest thing of all was a new laptop that was to remain upstairs in the library, but it was still all mine.
They were also so kind to buy Harry a new broomstick care kit and some Quidditch training robes.
The clock on the wall chimed 10 o clock and Brain was forced up to bed, leaving Harry and me alone.
"Have a good Christmas Harry?" I asked.
"I dunno, Christmas isn't over yet." Harry smiled.
"Well right." I said getting up.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked getting up on his feet himself.
"I took your words into consideration, I am getting my bathing suit on, I fancy a dip in the Jacuzzi, care to join me?" I said walked up the stairs to my room. I heard Harry following me the whole time. I put robe over my suit and went over to Harry's room. I found that he could change very quickly as he already had his trunks on.
"What if we get caught?" Harry asked.
"We won't, Brain puts his stereo on so he can fall asleep. Can't you here it? And secondly. My parents are very heavy sleepers. And seriously Harry, you've gone a whole week without causing mayhem, you must be dieing to get out." I said.
"Ok, ok. Let's go then." Harry said getting to his feet and walking out past me.
"Where do you think your going? My parents aren't the only one's how have a staircase to there room." I said dashing into Harry's room.
"You mean, I had one too and you never told me?" Harry said coming back in the room.
"I didn't think you were interested." I said.
I walked over to the closet and pulled the door free. Harry hadn't bothered to put any of his clothes in here. I ducked down and pulled the top of the left wall down that revealed a very narrow passageway.
"I was wondering what that was." Harry said behind me.
"Common." I almost whispered.
I led Harry down the stairway until we reached the dead end where I kicked the door open and left it open. ("It doesn't open from the other room.") I walked out of the small space out to the game room and the entrance to the backyard.
"Very clever Hermione." Harry said as I opened the door.
I didn't answer as we made our way out to the wooden hut and pulled open the door. Inside was wooden flooring with small ivy plants hanging from the sidewalls. There were two chairs there but as you moved towards the back and swung open the next pair of doors, the Jacuzzi was raised a little from the ground. I set the controls on the side panel so that warm, white bubbles emerged from the sides of the water.
I slipped my robe off and placed in near the water edge as I climbed in.
"Well, common Harry, the water isn't going to kill you. Wait, your still not hung up on that thing from the Triwizard Tournament, are you?" I asked.
"Um, no, it's just, never mind." Harry said as he climbed into the water besides me. "I can't believe were doing this, and especially from you." Harry said pointing a finger at me.
"What do you mean, like I haven't broken the rules before." I said. I looked to the side as I asked my next question. "What was in that letter?" I almost whispered.
"What letter?" Harry asked stupidly.
"Don't play dumb with me, the letter that owl delivered during dinner." I almost shouted.
"Oh, that, it was just a letter from Ginny telling me to have a happy Christmas." Harry said. "Speaking of Christmas, you still haven't given me your gift."
"And neither have you." I said pointing a finger at Harry this time.
"I asked you first." Harry said pushing my arm to the side.
"Oh ok you caught me, I was going to give it to you now. Way to go and ruin my surprise Harry." I teased.
I turned behind me and pulled the small little package I had put in my robes before. I turned back around to Harry and held it out for him.
"Merry Christmas Harry." I said as he took the box.
Harry took it and opened it with a quiet snap. "Hermione." He breathed as he took out the black ring I got for him.
"It's an Emo-Teller, like the one you got me except you can put more people on your than mine. See, just turn the dial on the front to change the person." I said.
Harry flipped the dial back from him and me. "But how do I add more?" Harry asked.
"Well it's quite easy to take them on and off." I said. I pulled back around and grabbed my wand and moved closer to Harry. I turned the small golden dial past Harry, which said breath taken, to and empty one and it shown a dark kind of black on the smooth top of the ring.
"Who do you want to add?" I asked.
"Ron." Harry smiled at me.
I pointed my wand to the top of the ring. "Ronald Weasley." I spoke clearly. A bright red emerged from the tip of my wand and before I knew it, Ron's face was a sleep on the front of Harry's ring.
"To take it off just say another name on top of the name you want to take off." I said.
Harry slipped the ring onto his middle finger. "Thank you Hermione." Harry managed to say.
"Don't mention it. I figured that you would want me with you all the time. Now my turn." I said.
"Your gift is up in your bedroom." Harry smiled at me. And without warning Harry pulled himself towards me to where his lips met mine.
Back up in my room, I saw what Harry meant. ON my bed stand laid a picture frame with a golden frame around it that had hearts around its corners and on the top in fancy lettering it spelled 'Hermione'.
Instead of a picture though, it had a small blank screen. Harry said just remember any memory of mine and it will show up on the screen. I pictured hard of happened the night of the Halloween Ball. Then the screen glowed and it showed me punch Ginny.
"DON'T YOU TRY ANYTHING WITH HARRY AGAIN!" I yelled.
"What do you want with me Lavender?" My memory Ginny asked.
I pushed Ginny back down to the ground. "THIS IS SO LOW, EVEN FOR YOU, YOU FUCKING BITCH! I NEVER WANT YOU TO TALK TO HARRY OR ME EVER AGAIN! Some friend you are." I spoke again. I quickly forgot the memory and lied on my bed.
I looked down at my Emo-Teller and it said asleep under Harry's head and under mine it said tired.
I quickly gave myself a smiled.
Some Christmas, huh?
Chapter 11- The Halloween Ball
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