Hermione
I can't believe I am going to be sleeping the boys dormitory. Am I stupid? No, I trust Harry.
I brushed my teeth and flossed, changing into my button up pajamas.
The boys dormitory was empty other than beds and Harry's small spot around his bed.
"If you don't feel comfortable, Ron's bed is right there." He pointed to the bed beside his. "No, it's okay. But would you be alright if I read?"
"Sure, sure." He climbed into bed and took off his glasses. I began reading, and was admittedly tense. After feeling my eyes begin to shut on their own, I put down The Muggle Forest and Magical Creatures and put my wand under the bed.
Harry turned over and rubbed my back, "You're tense, are you okay?" I turned to face him and his messy, adorable hair. I nodded and closed my eyes.
The light shone through the window beside Harry's four poster bed, Hedwig was sitting on the floor, eating sardines.
"Happy Christmas Eve." Ron said looking down at me, scowling.
"I can't believe you slept with Harry." Ron scathed. I sat up, "Nothing happened!" I cried, "How did you even get here?!"
"I figured I was going to be nice and come back from Egypt early so I could see my best friends, but it seems they are keeping each other plenty of company!" He bellowed and wiped his brow.
"Ronald! Why are you even upset that Harry and I are happy? We love each other!"
"We lo-ove each other, ooh, the top girl and the boy who lived, what a POWER COUPLE!" Ron cried in a squeaky voice, I pulled my wand out from under the pillow where it was stowed.
"H-Hermione, I'm sorry." raising his hands.
"Ron, you know I love you and I would be happy if you and my best friend got together, so can you try to be happy for us?!"
"Yes, yes! Please don't hurt me!"
I lowered my wand as Harry walked into the room with breakfast. "Happy Christmas Eve, Ron." He grinned, "'Mione and I have something to tell you."
"I know." He frowned and grabbed apiece of buttered bread.
"I brought you coffee." He handed me a mug and I took a sip, it was exactly how I like it. "Ugh, you guys make me sick." Ron said in between bites.
Harry planted a kiss on my forehead.
After finishing coffee and a fairy cake, I went to my dormitory to get dressed, maybe I would help Ron study since he did come back early.
"I don't want to study, it's holiday." Ron told me, unpacking his trunk. "Yeah, we were going to practice quidditch, is that okay?" Harry asked, smoothing my hair.
"Fine, just be cleaned up by dinner." I rolled my eyes, knowing that I wouldn't see them again until tonight's meal.
