Here's chapter 2, a bit longer than the first. Again, I don't own HP. Just the desserts. Yum!

Hedwig's Christmas and Hermione's Sweet Tooth

Chapter 2

"Can you believe after so many years, they are still able to surprise us at Christmas?" Ron asked leaning back in his chair and patting his full stomach.

"That was one of the best meals I think I've ever had here at Hogwarts." Harry said stuffing a last bit of roast into his mouth.

Hermione downed the rest of her water and it magically filled again. "So, what's for dessert?"

The boys looked at Hermione as if she were insane. "You can't have any room left Hermione! You ate as much as we did." Ron said wiping his face with a damp cloth.

"My dear Ron, there is always room for dessert. Isn't that right Professors?" Hermione turned to Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall.

"What do you think Minerva, strawberries and chocolate silk pie?" Dumbledore asked McGonagall. The Transfiguration teacher smiled, "Allow me, Headmaster."

With a flick of her wand, Professor McGonagall had the table clear of dirty dishes and the leftovers from the large Christmas lunch. Appearing on the table were bowls of strawberries and a plate with a large slice of pie in front of everyone at the table.

Ron whipped out his own wand as everyone started in on their own desserts. Pointing at his water goblet he quietly whispered a transfiguration spell. Where his goblet had once been there was now a can of whipped cream.

"Well, Mr. Weasley, I'm glad to see you have paid attention in my class, but it seems like a very selfish use of my teachings." Professor McGonagall said as Ron shook the can and pointed it at his strawberries.

"Try and see it this way Professor, I am merely practicing, and as Hermione must believe, 'Practice makes perfect'." Ron pushed the nozzle and white cream rushed out of the can, covering not only Ron's strawberries, but also Professor McGonagall who was sitting across from him.

"It would seem," Professor Dumbledore said as he scooped some of the cream from Professor McGonagall's face with one finger, "that you need a bit more practice, Mr. Weasley." The Headmaster sampled the cream and smiled.

Everyone looked at Professor McGonagall and waited for her to explode with anger, but she started laughing so hard she cried. Professor Dumbledore reached for his handkerchief, thought better of it, and handed the creamed teacher a cloth napkin off the table instead. Wiping her face, Professor McGonagall said between gasps for air and fits of laughter, "Thank you Weasley, but I believe your friend, Ms. Granger, is the one with the sweet tooth toady."

Ron smiled and turned toward Hermione. "Would you like some whipped cream, Ms. Granger?" He shook the can and smiled evilly at his friend.

Hermione's eyes widened in fear, "You wouldn't dare Ron, you couldn't, not with the teachers here…" She got out of her chair when Ron pointed the can at her. Also standing, Ron followed as Hermione walked around one side of the table, and ran after her as she broke into a run. Around the table they ran, those seated watching, laughing, and occasionally commenting.

"Fast runner, that Granger is."

"Almost had her there, Weasley, nice try."

"Harry, help me!" Hermione yelled as she passed his chair. After Ron passed with his weapon, Harry stood, pushed in his chair, and darted after his friends. He passed the predator, caught up with the pray, grabbed her arm and steered her toward the table.

Ron stopped next to his chair, gasping for air. Harry and Hermione stopped a few feet away. Immediately the people sitting at the table started commenting.

"Nice save, Potter."

"Better luck next time, Weasley!"

Without warning, Ron raised the can and pushed the nozzle. A string of whipped cream shot out at Hermione, but it missed the young witch. Harry had moved Hermione at the last moment and was now covered from his head to his knees with whipped cream.

Ron dropped the can and it rolled under the table. "Harry, what did you do that for? I had her!"

Harry took off his glasses, "She asked me for help, so I helped!"

Hermione wiped some of the cream off Harry's face and tasted it. "Why Harry, I didn't know you were so sweet." Everyone laughed as the visible part of Harry's face turned bright red.

From the back of Harry's chair, Hedwig hooted softly. Harry turned to her, "What are you laughing at?" The owl turned away from her owner and hooted at Professor Sprout until the woman pet her.

"I think your owl is acting a bit friendlier today than she usually does Harry, any idea why?" Professor Sprout asked.

"I haven't a clue Professor. I know she likes winter better than any other time of year. She's never acted like this any other year, though." Harry stated as he cleaned himself off.

"Let's go back to the common room and play wizard's chess, Harry." Ron said with a mouthful of strawberries.

Hermione wrinkled up her nose. "Ron don't talk with your mouth full!"

"Sorry." Ron smiled and stuck his tongue out as his friend turned toward the door.

"Come on Hedwig." Harry held out his arm, but Hedwig hooted and flew out a nearby open window.

"Where is she going?" Ron asked.

"I don't know, let's find out." Harry said.

+ End of Chapter 2 +

Cliffhanger! That's the end of chapter 2. It's going to be a while before chapter 3 is put up, as I haven't written it yet. Please be patient and check back in a week, or two, or three. I am a 3rd year college student and I do get homework… a lot of homework. I think chapter 3 will be the last unless I come up with another idea for further chapters. Wish me luck!