Harry Potter and the Dark Lord
Chapter 50 Christmas
Summary: Set in Harry's sixth year. He encounters far more than he ever could have expected, but he does not have to go through it alone. An old friend returns to help him. Harry's defeat of Voldemort rests on him getting The Scepter of Light and Dark, something that would allow Voldemort to destroy the world if he can get the whole thing. Voldemort's powers are getting stronger and Harry has more than one encounter with him.
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This Chapter: Christmas day
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"Wake up Harry! It's Christmas!" he heard someone yelling.
"Shut up Ron." he mumbled sleepily and pulled the covers over his head.
"Get up or I'll…." said Ron threateningly.
"Or you'll what?" asked Harry.
He was immediately sorry he asked. He was now drenched with ice cold water. He scrambled out of bed and chased Ron, unaware that he was still in soaking wet pajamas.
"Get back here Ron!" he yelled, reaching into his pocket for his wand. He groaned when he realized he's left it in his room. Ron had heard him groan, and turned around with an evil grin so reminiscent of the twins, that Harry backed away.
"No wand, Harry?" asked Ron, forgetting that Harry could do wandless magic.
"Expelliarmus." said Harry lazily and Ron's wand came flying towards him.
He caught it before it fell to the ground. Harry saw the look of surprise on Ron's face and laughed. He tossed Ron's wand back to him and dried himself off with a wave of his hand.
"You forget so easily." said Harry, heading downstairs to the living room.
"Wow." said Harry when he caught sight of the living room.
A huge tree stood in the middle of the room with presents heaped all around it. They began digging through the pile, even Sirus and Remus.
When the chaos finally ended, Harry had a sizable amount of gifts. He had gotten chocolate frogs from Ron, a book of course form Hermione: Famous Aurors and their Accomplishments, Honeydukes sweets from Tonks, the usual jumper and assorted pies from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and a box of more Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes from the twins.
Harry suspected he'd have enough tricks to last him the rest of his sixth and seventh year. Ginny gave him a beautiful bouquet of flowers, which she explained were made of sugar. He had several presents that puzzled him.
A key from Dumbledore and a set of new dress robes from Sirius and Remus.
Harry had no clue what either of those gifts were for, since he already had a set of dress robes from his fourth year. When Harry asked them what the robes were for, they just smiled evasively.
His last present was from Hagrid. He wasn't sure exactly what it was, but it was small and covered in brown fur. The thing had immediately attached itself to Harry. He'd have to ask Hagrid about it when he got back to Hogwarts. The next five days passed by quickly, all of them anticipating the return to Hogwarts.
On December thirty-first, Remus and Sirius stayed hidden from the four all day long. Harry couldn't help but think that they were plotting something.
He went to bed that night feeling extremely suspicious, as neither Remus or Sirius had given him his potion. He finally fell asleep, but was awoken about an hour later by a lot of noise coming from downstairs. Ron came running into Harry's room wearing his dress robes.
"Get your dress robes on and go downstairs." said Ron and left the room.
Confused, Harry quickly pulled on his dress robes. He hurried downstairs and was completely shocked at the sight that met his eyes. The entire first floor was filled with chaos. Harry cracked a grin as he ran back up to his room to fetch something.
Next Chapter: New Years
