Ew ew ew ew ew ew EW!!!!

I'm sorry everyone but I'm not going to update this anymore.

Ok maybe when I'm bored but please don't count on it because I don't really like this story. If you want to, you can read my other story, called sweet dreams Hilary potter's story.

BUT to make you happy, I'll write an extra long chappi now! ::inhales deeply:: here goes.

December 25thà 4 Privet Drive

"Oh Christmas tree oh Christmas tree! How evergreen your branches!" sang the Dursleys and Hermione's parents. Petunia and Vernon had become quite good friends with the Grangers. Hermione was happy: that meant spending more time with Harry, but Harry was disgusted that nice people like the Grangers become friends with disgusting people like the Dursleys.

There had been a change, though: Dudley didn't look as fat as when he left for Hogwarts or for the Burrow, he didn't remember. It looked like he had slimmed down a bit. Harry wondered whether it was his love for Hermione or just because he was rejected in school.

"It's not like that! It's: mon beau sapin, roi des forêts, que j'aime ta parure ! » said Hermione.

Harry excused himself with Ron and laughed.

"Hermione will do anything to make Dudley stop loving her!" said Ron, gasping for air.

Harry nodded and started laughing again. All this was just too funny.

Just then, Hermione arrived.

"Let's get out of here!" she whispered, opening the window on the chilly winter night.

The two boys stuffed their fists in their mouths and quietly exited the 4, Privet Drive.

"So, where are we going now?" asked Ron. Hermione just shook her head and pointed. Though he couldn't see it yet, Harry understood: the Night Bus. It crashed into the bushes just beside them and opened the door:

"Welcome on the Night Bus. Where do you wish to go?"

"The Leaky cauldron," the three friends said in unison.

A/N this makes me sick. Please review anyway! GEn