P.S. If any of you are reading one of the real Harry Potter novels then I want you to try something. Wherever it says wand, say wang instead. It puts a new perspective on the story. Don't get mad at me for it though, it wasn't my idea. I remember it from a camp I went to in 2004 with the girl guides...
Dislcamer: See previous Chapters.
Ron awoke the next morning, with Draco by his side. This morning instead of boxers he was wearing a long sleeved shirt and pyjama pants. He wasn't that comfortable with the fact that Cho was downstairs and had access to where he slept. Draco didn't want him to wear pyjamas but he respected Ron's decision.
Ron went downstairs after he got dressed. He saw Cho on the couch, so he walked over to her and started to poke her cheek. "Good morning Sunshine, it's a brand new day!" Ron said, looking over at the vast window, which had a beautiful sunrise.
"Nmmmmgh" came the voice from under the pillow. Ron laughed at went back upstairs to get dressed. When he got up to the dormitory. When he got up there, Draco was just pulling his shirt off.
"Well good morning!" Draco said as Ron hugged him from behind. They laughed and Draco snuggled in. They stood for a few minutes but Ron had to go to the bathroom, so he kissed Draco on the cheek and left.
Draco finished changing and went downstairs. Cho was still laying on the couch, snoring lightly. Draco smiled and went over to the window. He leaned his head against the window and stared out into the great lake. He watched one of the Giant squids tentacles reach out of the water, and splash back down.
"nnnnnnggggghhhhh." Cho was making more noise. Draco laughed and walked over to her. "Hey you! Wake up! It's morning!" Cho did not stir, instead she grunted and stuffed her head farther into her pillow.
Draco and Cho had never really been enemies. They often greeted each other in the hallways. That was why Pansy was always making fun of Cho. Pansy was jealous of Cho and the relationship she had with Draco.
Draco laughed and turned around as he heard Ron coming down the stairs. He was wearing basic jeans and a grey t-shirt, with a black zip up hoodie over top.
"New clothes?" Draco smiled at Ron. "Yeah," he replied. "Fred and George sent it to me. It is apparently the new fashion for muggle American boys.
"Ohh, how exotic." Draco and Ron laughed. "Are they in America right now?" Ron came down the stairs and walked over to him.
"Yup. The business has been doing so well that they hired some workers and went and took a vacation." Ron placed his hands in Draco's ands and began to fiddle with their fingers.
Cho sat up, and yawned. "O.K. I'm up. So what are we doing today?" Ron and Draco let go of each other very quickly. They weren't quite used to public affection yet.
Were gonna go over to hogsmeade today," Ron replied. He sat on the arm of the couch where Cho was sleep and Draco flopped into one of the cozy chairs by the fire.
"Sounds good," cho replied. "I don't want to feel like a third wheel though, so if your both going to go romantic on me I would rather not come." Cho smiled.
"Nah, don't worry about it. Were not up to public affection just yet." Draco smiled back at her. They all laughed.
"Well alright then, but I still need to get dressed." Cho looked at the both of them. They were both still sitting.
"So, umm, yeah, LEAVE!" Ron and Draco jumped. They all laughed again and Ron and Draco went back up the stairs to give Cho some privacy.
Harry and Hermione woke up in each others arm. This had lost it's romantic effect by now, because it had happened every morning since the start of vaction. Hermione was pale and she wasn't looking to good.
"Hey, sweetheart, are you alright?" Harry sat up and he helped Hermione get up. She shook her head and ran into the bathroom. Harry followed her and held her hair back as she kneeled down in front of the toilet and began to vomit.
A few minutes later, when Hermione stopped vomiting, Harry helped her up and back into bed. He brought her a box of tissues and a glass of water. He didn't exactly know what to do when someone got sick. "I'm fine. I think I just have a little bit of the flu."
Harry shook his head. "Your not fine silly. You threw up for 3 minutes." Harry sat in the chair next to the side of the bed she was on.
Hermione flopped on to one side and looked at Harry. "Yeah, but I bet I will feel better by tommorow." She smiled and tucked her hands under her head.
"O.K. But if your not, then I'm taking you to the hospital." Harry laughed at the seriousness in his voice. He never sounded like that.
"What if refuse?" Hermione laughed. She had started the game of good cop, bad cop.
"Then you will be placed under house arrest," he teased. He sat by her bed for a few minutes, stroking her hair. "I'm going to the deli down the street to get you some soup."
Hermione nodded at him and he left. As he shut the door, Hermione ran to the bathroom again. I hope she's alright. Harry began to walk down the stairs and he was just about to go out the door when he saw Colin Creevy running towards him.
"Spectacular," Harry muttered under his breath. Harry went throught he door and began to walk fast down the streets, hoping to lose Colin in the large crowd of people doing their Christmas shopping.
When he reached the deli he got in the large line of people waiting to buy lunch. Colin snuck up behind him. "Harry!" Colin exclaimed. "Hullo Colin." Harry said dully and turned back around to face the line.
"How are you doing?" Colin was standing right next to Harry now, much to the dismay of the people waiting behind him. "Fine." Harry's intention was to short answer Colin as much as possible so they wouldn't start a conversation..
"That's good. What did you get Hermione for Christmas?" Colin coughed and looked at Harry. "A locket." Harry began looking at the menu above the counter.
"Cool. That sounds really nice. Anyways I gotta go. My dad is probably waiting outside." Harry knew that was a lie, but he was grateful for it. Over the last year Colin was more obsessed with him then before. Colin was an aspiring journalist and wanted to be there when Harry face you-know-who.
Harry waited for about five minutes before one of the cashiers took his order. He ended up ordering two bowls of Chicken noodle soup and a jug of pumpkin juice.
Harry clutched the brown paper bag in his hand. He walked down the busy street full of Christmas shoppers. When he reached the leaking cauldron he pressed through the crowd of people and made his way up to his room. When he entered he found a fire in the grate, a christmas tree, and various Christmas decorations all around.
"I see you have done some decorating." Harry chuckled, placing the brown paper back on the night stand next to Hermione's side of the bed.
She laughed too. "Well after I stop throwing up, I realized that it was three days until Christmas, so from my bed I put up some decorations." Harry sat down in the chair and pulled out the soup and the pumpkin juice. "You know, you never cease to amaze me."
Harry helped Hermione sit up, and propped the pillows up behind her. He conjured up a small bed table with his wand and placed a cup of pumpkin juice and a bowl of soup in front of it.
"Eat," Harry said simply. Hermione stirred her soup for a little bit and looked at him. "Do I have to?"
Harry nodded his head. "Yes." Hermione took a bite and swallowed. With that, she took another bite, and another, until she was eating normally again. When harry was satisfied he began to eat his soup.
After they finished, Hermione layed down to take a nap, leaving Harry to do anything he pleased. He searched the room, looking for something to do. He evenutally pulled a puzzle out of a cupboard, upended and left it there to write a letter to Ron.
Ron,
Merry Christmas! Well, early Christmas anyways. Hermione and I send our love and hope your not too lonely over the holidays. Hermione has some sort of a flu right now though. She woke up and started vomiting this morning. Even though she was still throwing up, she managed to decorate for Christmas. It looks WAY better then how you and I would have done it. I got Hermione a locket for Christmas. Do you think that's too corny? Well, anyways, How have you been? Anything exciting happening lately? Has malfoy been bothering you? I bet he has. He is such an asshole. He is so unoriginal too. I think he has lost his touch for insulting us. It all sounds exactly the same now. Anyways I better go and get Hermione some more food.
Harry
Harry read over his letter and realized that it sounded stupid when he read it. He sent it anyways, too lazy to write a different letter. He tied the letter to hedwigs leg and she flew off into the distance. Harry turned around just in time to see Hermione roll over in her sleep. He smiled and went back out into the busy street to get her some more soup.
Ron, Draco, and Cho walked down the main road of Hogsmeade. They looked through a few of the shops but were mainly enjoying each others company. They got bored after a while and sat down in the 3 broomsticks.
"Hey, we should go look in the shrieking shack." Cho's eyes were filled with danger. Ron and Draco stared at her from their side of the booth. They looked seriously, but then Malfoy smiled.
"O.K. let's go." They all laughed and set off to shrieking shack, not knowing what danger awaited them.
Yes, Yes, I know,Short, but I promise to start working on chapter ten as soon as I can!!!