: The Blessed : A Harry Potter Love Story –Chapter 11 – I'm Spending Christmas with My Friends/What Surprise? Why Won't You Tell Me?
Hannah's POV
I sat there watching Professor Dumbledore talk. I conjured up a pair of talking marshmallows to amuse me. "I'm bored," said Marshmallow 1. "I know, what we can do?" said Marshmallow 2. "How about you go torment Malfoy?" I whisper to them. "Okay. Who's he?" M1. "The guy with the pale pointed face and slick white blonde hair at the green table," I say, pointing out Malfoy. The marshmallows hop over to the Slytherin table and start nipping his fingers. It is quite funny.
"…and to conclude my speech, before Mr. Malfoy's fingers get bitten off by Miss. Sanchez's marshmallows, Christmas break will start next week, then will continue until the 29th of December," says Dumbledore. Everyone looks at Malfoy and laughs. "You used the Marshmallow magic?" asked Sophie. "Yeah, got bored, was good for a laugh though," I reply. "You guys wanna spend Christmas with us?" asked Ron. The four of us nodded.
Next Week
My trunk was packed, as was Hermy, Sophie and Ginny's trunks. Harry and Ron were finishing up, while I sat in front of the fire. Harry came back. He sat next to me. "Hey beautiful," he said. "Hey," "How are you?" He asked, wrapping his arms around me. "Nervous" I say, leaning back. "Why? The Weasleys will love you," "I don't know. It'll be the first Christmas without my Mom," "Don't worry, you'll be fine. Just to ask, how are Sirius, and my parents?" "They're fine. They'll be spending Christmas with us at the Burrow," "Okay then," "Will you spend the night with me?" "Sure"
I ran up to my room and jumped up on my bed. I grabbed my pyjamas and changed. "God, why are you jumping up and down like a ferret on ecstasy?" asked Sarah from the doorway. "Why? I'm just gonna have a CUTE Quidditch Captain in my bed tonight," I said, grinning. "Which one, is it Draco Malfoy - Slytherin, Frank Delaney - Hufflepuff, Cho Chang – Ravenclaw or Harry Potter – Gryffindor?" she asked, what a dumb question. "Choice One – I HATE Draco, I prefer it if he took a long walk off a short cliff, Choice Two – Frank Delaney is such a suck-up, Choice Three – Hello? I'm not a lesbian, Choice Four – DUH!" I said. She grins. "I know, I'm not such an idiot," she says. "Nope, you're Sazz the Spaz," I say cheekily. She chucks a pillow at me.
I felt a pair of arms hold me back. "Harry, don't...Let me kill her," I yelp. "Nope, you are not going to kill one of your best friends," he says. He drags me back to my room. It's like a main room, and doorways that lead off to separate rooms "Harry!" I screech. "What?" he asks. "Never mind," I grumble as he opens the door. We are welcomed into a Goth-ish paradise.
"Your room is huge," he says. "Yeah, I know," I say jumping on my bed. The Description of the room: a HUGE black and red bed, Red, black and bronze accents, ebony wardrobe, candelabra, incense burner and so on... He walks over and grabs me. "What did I say about grabbing me?" I say. "Oh, you never said anything," he said. I laughed and kissed him.
NEXT DAY
I woke up. "Good morning Harry," I say cheerfully. "Good morning," he says, sleepily. I kiss him lightly on the lips. He smiles. "I love your smile," I say. He grins. I get up and Hermione, Sarah, Ginny and Sophie were at my door. "My, Hannah, you've been busy," says Sophie. "That's a very cute Quidditch captain you have in your bed there," says Ginny. "Can I have him when you're done with him," asked Sarah. "NO, he is mine," I say to her. It's 8.45 and we're leaving at 10.00," said Hermione. "Okay Herms, I'll be getting ready," I sigh.
"Harry, we'll be leaving at 10.00am," I said, poking him. "What is with your fascination with poking people?" he asked. "I just like it," I say, shrugging. I walk out onto the landing, where Hermione was sitting with Ron. "Hey Spiderman and Mary-Jane, do you mind getting my boyfriend some clothes?" I yell. "Gee, Hannah. Look at the irony, yeah, yeah," she yells back. "Who's Spiderman?" I heard Ron ask.
A package flies at me. I quickly catch it and throw it to Harry. "Your clothes use one of the bathrooms," I say. A muffled 'thanks' comes from my bed. I grab a black shirt and a black skirt. I take a shower and put on the clothes with some black knee-high 2-inch boots that lace up at the back.
Hannah's outfit -
I put on some makeup and Harry comes out of the shower FULLY DRESSED – so get your heads out of the gutter "Whoa, aren't you being a little bit TOO Goth today?" asked Harry. "No, I'm not. Remember my birthday's New Years Day so..."I say, trailing off. "Yeah, I'll get you something good," he said. I hug him. We run downstairs to find the Pack lounging around. "Whoa, what are you wearing? Are you aware of the looks you'll get?" yelped Ron. I forgot that he is UBER-over protective. "Chillax Ron, I'll be fine," I say, dragging Harry out of the room.
After Breakfast
I had gotten several catcalls, wolf whistles and so on. I punched the last person who had come near me. I grabbed a sling bag and threw random stuff in there. Then, it was time to go to the train...
Carriages
I ran to the carriages. "Hey! Wait for me!" I yelled, climbing into the carriage. "I though you people were going to leave me," I say crossly. Harry put his arm around me. "We would never do that," he says. Ron and Hermione look at us, while Ginny and Sophie are whispering. "You both make such a cute couple," says Hermione. "Thanks," I reply.
Train
I snag a compartment and sit down. Sophie sticks her head in. "I'm going to go hang out with Ginny and Sherine, okay?" she says. "Yeah sure," I say, carelessly. The Trio comes in. Harry sits next to me. "Hannah, Ron and I have to go patrol the train. We'll be back soon, so don't do anything stupid," says Hermione. Sarah is staying at Hogwarts for the Winter break but going to her parents' on the 28th and coming back with the rest of us. "So…we're in a compartment, alone," says Harry. "Yeah, I know that," I say smiling. He suddenly pulls me towards him.
He catches me by surprise and kisses me. It was a very long one. "You know what; we should do that more often." I say, after we stop for breath. He grins.
Platform Nine and Three Quarters
I grabbed my trunk and dragged it out. Harry helped me put it and Prada my owl on the trolley. I helped him as well. He took my hand and guided me over to a bunch of redheaded people. "Mrs. Weasley?" he said. The redheaded woman turned around. "Oh hello Harry, who's this?" she asked. "This is Hannah Sanchez, she's my girlfriend," said Harry. "Hello ma'am," I say. "Oh your mother was Susan Sanchez. You poor dear," she says. I smile sadly.
Harry then goes over to the others. Two redheaded boys. "Hannah, that's Fred and George Weasley," he says. "Oh so you're the Kings of Pranking? Sorry, my sister Sophie has dethroned you at Hogwarts," I say. "You're Hannah Sanchez? My Harry, you've snagged a pretty one here. Jammy bugger British slang for Lucky Idiot," says Fred, I think. "You really enjoy showing me off, don't you?" I say. "Yeah, I do enjoy it," he says.
The Burrow
I was seriously nervous. I mean, James and Lily are my godparents. I was meeting them for the first time. Yes, I had known about them when I brought them back, but Dumbledore had shooed me out of the room as soon as they begun to appear in corporeal form. Does anybody think that is unfair? I sure do.
I stood, frozen to the spot, unable to speak or move. Harry seeing this, picked me up and carried me inside. I squirmed. "Let me go!" I screeched – as usual. He always did this. "That sounds a lot like Lily back in seventh year," says a voice from the doorway. Am assuming that is James. "Yeah, it does sound like her. I do not think it is though. That's the sound of your god daughter," says Sirius. "Hannah? She would be around Harry's age," says James. "She is, and there's an interesting story to that…" said Sirius, chuckling. Oh do tell," "Nope, I think they have to let you find out for yourself,"
They come in from the doorway BEHIND Harry, so he can't see them. "Sirius, please tell your god son to PUT ME DOWN," I yell. "Ah, so she knows you already?" says James. "Hello James, please tell your son to put me down," I reply, all nervousness forgotten. "Harry, put Hannah down," he says. Harry puts me down. "You are incorrigible sometimes," I say, looking at Harry. "Yeah, totally like you and Lily," says Sirius. Harry turns around. "Hey Sirius, um…err…hi dad," he says. "Gee – you are such a stammering idiot sometimes," I say. "Yes dear," he says, rolling his eyes. "Don't tell me that…these two are dating," says James. "Yeah, but Harry has yet to give her the surprise…" says Sirius. " What surprise? This is something I don't know about. You both know I hate surprises unless they're good ones," I say quickly.
"Oh, this will be good. Why don't you go and find the others? They're probably wondering where Harry carried you off to," says James.
-Harry's POV-
I watched Hannah go out of the room, after blushing heavily. "You look and do the same things as me, but you have…" begun Dad. " Mom's eyes, I know Dad. People say that all the time to me," I say. "Harry – don't doubt your eyes, that's what drew Hannah to you in the first place after all," said Sirius. "Really, I never knew that," I say. Sirius smacks himself. "You are going to propose to the girl of your dreams and you DON'T know that?" says Sirius. "So that's your surprise? Wow, my boy, 16, and growing up fast," says Dad. "Thanks, Sirius said the same thing, a while ago," I say. "So…when are you going to propose?" asked Sirius. "I was thinking tomorrow," I reply. "On Christmas Day, Go prepare your speech!" they say, pushing me out on to the staircase.
LET'S FAST FORWARD
-Hannah's POV-
I sat down with Mrs. Weasley, Lily, and Hermione. "So…what do we talk about," I ask. "Well, since, we have nothing else to talk about…how about we talk about Harry James Potter?" said Hermione, grinning evilly. "WHAT?" I shriek. "Yes, how is the dear? James and Sirius seem to have him locked up in the living room. I think they are preparing him for some important event, because they keep on saying 'No, no, no! That won't do!'" said Mrs. Weasley. "I know what's going on," said Hermione. "TELL ME!" I beg. "No. Harry would kill me, but I can tell his mother and Mrs. Weasley," she says. "I hate you," I mutter. "Yes dear, we love you too," she said. She whispered whatever it was to Mrs. Weasley whose eyes lit up and then she whispered it to Lily, who grinned. "I hate all of you, because you're keeping it from me," I say.
They change the subject. "So, what are you girls getting for your boys?" asked Mrs. Weasley. "Harry's getting an actual Golden Snitch signed by Aiden Lynch, the seeker for the Irish Quidditch Team," I say. "What did you sell to get that?" asked Lily, eyes wide. "Well, I know this girl in my old school who is Aiden's sister. I bought the Snitch, sent it to her who sent it to him who sent it back, autographed," I say. A/N: Do you remember Katie from the first paragraph I wrote? Her full name's Katie Lynch, "I got Ron a full set of Chudley Cannons Robes," said Hermione. "Why is it that our boys all like Quidditch?" asked Lily. "Don't know, just our luck I guess," I say. "I got James a book on the recent Quidditch teams and their players," said Lily. "Hope they like 'em," said Hermione. "Yeah, all those things are REALLY expensive," I say.