A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club November

Amber's Attic: 22 - (orientation) Bisexual

Word Count: 454

"What did you get her?"

"A book, I mean, what do you get the girl who has everything?"

"I bought her a plant. Girls like plants right?"

"I don't know, they're confusing."

"Exaclty!"

"We are not if you'd just pay attention," Hannah stated skating past Harry and Neville. "Who are you talking about anyway?"

"Hermione," Harry answered. Hannah rolled her green eyes.

"She doesn't have everything, not if you actually paid attention," she hinted with a bit of a laugh.

"What do you know about it?"

"As if I'd tell either of you?" Hannah asked. "First off, Neville, plants are great, but I don't remember Hermione being anything special at herbology. And Harry, she has more books than she'll ever be able to read. You two need to think of something different, something outside the box. I like plants though," she added skating off in the opposite direction of the pair.

"What do you think she meant by that?" Harry asked. Neville shrugged.

"Hannah likes plants? Maybe I should give her the plant I bought then? She might be right, though Harry. Neither of our gifts sound like anything that would impress Hermione. Come on, let's head inside. It's starting to get cold out here."

"Yeah, maybe we'll think of something better inside. Race you!" Harry yelled. Hannah watched them race back inside the castle and tried not to laugh. She could just picture Christmas morning. Hermione opening yet another book and a plant.

"What's so funny?" a voice asked from behind Hannah.

"Neville and Harry. They were trying to figure out the perfect gift for you," Hannah answered spinning around on the ice. Hermione was standing on the bank. Hannah skated over to her.

"Really?"

"Yup, I think they're both trying to impress you. Ron's idea was even dumber. He thinks that he should put a bow on his, well, you know, and have you unwrap it," Hannah laughed as Hermione blushed.

"I don't... Really?"

"Yup, didn't know you liked him like that?"

"I don't," Hermione stated wrinkling her nose. "Seriously, where'd he get a dumb idea like that?"

"Witch Weekly's perfect gifts section probably," Hannah answered wrapping an arm around Hermione.

"Ick! So, what did Harry and Neville decide?"

"A book and plant."

"For me or you?"

"You, unfortunately. Neville might end up giving me the plant though, would you mind sharing if he does? He is kind of cute."

"Hannah, you know I hate sharing, but I could be convinced to make an exception," Hermione whispered pulling Hannah into a deep kiss.

"Good, but I'm still not telling you what I got you for Christmas," Hannah laughed taking Hermione's hand and walking towards the castle giggling about Ron's idiotic idea.