It was Christmas morning, and I woke up to Faye jumping around like a character from a gory cartoon I used to watch as a kid until my mum and dad found out and banned me from watching it. Anyway, she was jumping around, and I blearily asked, "What time is it?"
"Time? It doesn't matter!" she squealed. "It's Christmas!"
"I know, honey munchkin," I groaned. "But please, let me get some more sleep, okay?"
"That's what you get for staying up late, studying," she smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "Okay, now I'm fully awake."
"Oh, goody!" she said excitedly, clapping her hands like a little girl. "Presents!"
"You waited for me to wake up for present-opening?" I asked incredulously.
"That's what's Christmas is about, isn't it?" she asked innocently. "Sharing, spending time with family and friends, eating a lot of food.."
"I get it, Faye," I said, standing up. I hugged her. "Merry Christmas honey munchkin."
"Merry Christmas honey bunny!" she squealed. Just then Diane walked in, lugging a bag of gifts. I suppose she couldn't be bothered to Reduce their sizes one by one, then Enlarge them back.''
Faye leaped on her. "Merry Christmas, honey dew!"
"Oof!" Diane groaned. "Merry Christmas to you too," she grumbled and I laughed as I pulled her up.
"Don't mind her, she's being all psycho-Christmasy," I stage-whispered.
"I can see that," she rolled her eyes.
I laughed and we exchanged gifts. Faye had gotten me one of those weird books where you could supposedly tell what was going on with your life by pointing to a random picture and flipping to the correspondent page. Diane wasn't far off, also getting me a book. This one was a bit interesting; it was called kokology, a supposed 'branch' of psychology where you answered these sorts of quizzes about yourself, and the answers told you about your personality.
I thanked them graciously; deciding to try them on Harry and Ron for laughs. Faye hugged- well more like squeezed me when she saw the makeup collection I gave her that I knew she'd been eyeing in a magazine for some time. Diane laughed when she saw what I gave her: a series of pull out posters from a big book called Anger Management: When Enough is Enough! I suppose the stereotype that redheads (although her hair is dark red to being reddish-brown) were hotheaded was true; I thought Diane might not be, since she was Faye's best friend. These two bicker as much as they laugh together; like Ron and I before.
I picked up Ron's gift; it was pretty heavy. I gingerly opened it and gasped.
He got me the blueberry cream I'd been staring down in the shop last week.
He also got me a stuffed dog. Where in Majorca would he have gotten one of those? He must have had it sent; since I didn't see any stuffed animal/doll shops anywhere we went.
There was also a note.
Princess,
Merry Christmas! I know how much you loved that blueberry cream thing, so I got it for you when I said I forgot something in the Quidditch store.
And the puppy? He's for when I'm not with you- you can cuddle him and think of me.
I love you!
Ron
I sighed with happiness.
He's being really sweet, it's cute.
But what happens when you two start fighting again, hm?
I dunno, but I'll enjoy this, and don't spoil it for me.
Okay..
My parents got me a photo album of me since I was a baby, saying they were reminiscing and how proud they were of me. Harry bought me a charm bracelet; with charms of him, Ron and I; Fluffy, Hagrid, the troll and all the things that made us best friends. Mrs. Weasley gave me the usual Weasley Christmas basket.
There was a note under the heap of gifts; curious, I ripped it open.
Hi Hermione.
I just wanted to greet you a Merry Christmas.
And I still think you're very pretty.
Dave
I laughed at that; that was a sweet note. I'm happy he didn't ask me out to Siesta after that one note; I didn't need the confusion.
Then why did you start going out with Ron then?
Because.. because we have a great time together!
But you don't like his kisses, and you guys bicker all the time. What's that supposed to mean?
That love is unconditional?
Tell me honestly- do you really love him?
Well..
I thought as much.
I'll learn to!Suit yourself.
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The girls and I went to Harry and Ron's dormitory to hand them their presents.
I walked in with the key Ron gave me before, and walked into their room, drawing the curtains back.
"Mmph," Ron grumbled as I stood in front of him and Harry, hands on hips. Faye and Diane were in the kitchen, looking for something to drink.
"Good morning!" I said a bit too cheerily.
Harry grunted as he turned on his side; Ron fell right back asleep.
"Fine then, let's see how you like it when you find out I threw out your presents," I huffed.
"Merry Christmas Hermione," Harry said sleepily. Turns out he wasn't really asleep; just trying to.
"Merry Christmas Mr. Potter," I said in my McGonagall voice; he sat up so quick that his head bent forward.
"Ow," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Whiplash."
"Sorry about that," I said contritely. "Here's your present!"
He tore open the wrapping like a little kid, his face breaking out into a grin when he saw the tickets. Poor Harry; he worked hard this year for the Auror position, so I thought a bit of Quidditch might help.
"Thanks, Hermione," he said, getting up.
"Eep!" I squeaked, hastily covering my eyes. "You're not decent!"
"Like that bothered you before when you would come into our dormitory all the time," he said, shaking his head.
"Mmph," Ron muttered. "You two are making such a racket that I can't sleep anymore."
"Merry Christmas to you too, Ron," I said, rolling my eyes.
He got up and was about to kiss me, but I stopped him by waving my gift in his face.
He grinned sleepily, before taking my gift and unwrapping it.
I smirked as I saw him wake up completely.
"Princess," he spluttered, "This must have cost a fortune!"
"Not really," I said, grinning mysteriously.
"Thank you thank you thank you!" he said, spinning me in his arms. "Two tickets eh? Harry, you should come along."
When he said that, I felt hurt. I mean, why else would there be two tickets?
But.. I guess Harry would enjoy it better than you would.
But I would have appreciated it if he tried teaching me Quidditch.
But he won't- so he's ditching you tomorrow. Why do you want to learn anyway?
I thought he could teach me about something he likes so..
Well, he's not interested.
I shook my head.
"I'll just be outside with Faye and Diane while you two get decent," I said quietly. Harry must have noticed my mood, because he shot me a questioning look. I just shook my head slightly at him as I walked out. Ron didn't even notice.
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Hi:P Wahaha, a new chapter every day- at this rate the story will be ending.. next week!:P WahahahahahaXD Just review really quick for it to happen- I can't wait to get all the lagging chapters out of the way!!
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Padfoot's Sidekick: Yeah, Hermione's trying to be the sweet adorable concerned girlfriend.:P Yeah, and we still had classes after that, and they kept on humiliating him about that incident, like it was his fault in the first place he got picked on. Jerks.
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ScaryStar: Yeah, but I thought Ron could do something.. well, Ron-ishXD And by Ron-ish I thought something unexpected but cute, because that's just what he does:P The French kiss was really gross, ewXD Oh, and I'm already speeding the story up so we can all have our Blaise fix:D Thanks for reviewing!:)
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Black Flower Of Slytherin: Hahaha, well you know, French is all pretty and the language you 'should' use when professing utterly mushy romantic ick. Wahahaha!!XD Hm, maybe I should think of a way to do that:D That sounds really fun to write!!:P
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