Most of the plane is in a frenzy with the ill met news.

"There is no pilot!" A third year hufflepuff girl screams as she runs down the aisle, knocking over several of her housemates in the process. They all writhe around on the floor like lunatics because they just can't believe it either.

Meanwhile, Luna and Spiders are still haranguing Neville for his poorly made cookies.

Luna nibbles upon the edge of one with much reservation, "gross Neville!" She cries out in disgust, "everything you touch turns to shit you fucking retard!"

"you're like the unabomber of baking!"

Spiders laughs. "Yeah but at least the una bomber believed in something, you're just awful!"

Spiders knocks the cookie tray over in solidatidity.

Spiders just loves to give people a hard time with her bestie Luna but what she doesn't know is that Neville baking the two of them a batch of cookies was all just a ruse so Luna could sneak off and be the first the break the news that the plane doesn't even have a pilot... Lucius Malfoy forgot he was suppoused to be flying them back to Hogwarts after those Kraug worshiping hijackers scared him off. So that's why people are all freaking out and soon Spiders doesn't even have time to nitpick Nevilles baking anymore because the three of them are overcome in the paniced surge of passengers fleeing blindly like paniced lemings. And on Christmas nonetheless.

Meanwhile Below the Plane

Muhad Al Adin, erstwhile hijacker of the Return the Hogwarts Express really hates Christmass because he's stuck on a dang ice berg! None other than Harry the Snake Potter had summoned magic to sweep them out into the ocean so they'd had to just make do and hitch a ride on a passing ice shift that happened to be roughly following the brazen trajectory of the plane overhaed. But the hijacking Kraug extremests each with a baby blue Squirtle tail pinned to the backs of their wranglers weren't the only ones following the plane...

Muhad watched as his crew gazed upward; Gustav, Garland, Valencia and Irrumatio gaped as a gigantic girl with a curly mop of tangly golden hair made out of tiny versions of herself holding a tiny version of herself and also some sort of goddam robot too! A vaguely familliar looking battle droid, familliar to them through a sorta reverse chrono-atavistic recall.

"That's the craziest thing I've ever -" Valencia started to exclaim but Irrumatio, as was his nature, cut him off,

"JEEPERS FUCK! Look at that crazy thing!" Irrumatio yelled over his comrade.

Muhad Al Adin, cosigned of the Demon Leauge, shushed his pirate's crew, "SHHH!" hE Cautioned them, "We don't want to alert them of our presents and scare off our ride now de we?" He chuckeld ominously.

Giga Grangers calves sure were getting a good workout following that silly plane... After the first couple days she'd though the plane was taking an awfully long time in getting to'ts destination... But by now she is certain. Two whole holiday seasons have passed and still this plane just rambles on... ever since those hijcakres had been ejected it just seemed to keep flying on past England and then back to America and back again over and over!

It was a good thing they'd stopped at a sporting goods store and bought a bunch of snorkles or all the Hermiones making up her feet, legs, and crotch would have drowned ages ago!

"Well this is just Silly!" She finaly exclaims wondering if the other two had noticed yet... if only Santa Claus could see them now.

But also she used to hide out in the grand canyon because she is too gigantic, evertying in this tiny timeline was strange to her so she just played along. It must just be some cultural thing, she decided, not wanting to seem ingorant.

In her Hermione hands Mecha Granger 20-30 and The time child were squabbling, again.. Giga Granger wroried she's a bad trio-ette since she can't keep them from their fighting, but it's become their natural state now, packing bowl after bowl and red eyed each other narrow and beligirent hurling each brazen hyperbole insult or accusation by and by lord by and by, she thought.

They're just stresed out because of the time skips.

Also it's Mecah Granger 2030's 2nd only ever Christmas at Sea- In her future such things had become obsolete, Christmas at Sea, to her, was a relicc of a dusty and careworn forgotten past... Even the ocean itself had been phased out by the time she was from... but there had been trouble inthe past so she had come running...

The Time Child chides Mecha Granger 20-30's lack of Holiday spirit. "oh, but look at me, trying to talk about Christmas with some sort of goddamn robot!"

Really the girl with the lions heart is just cranky cus she'd no real food for a long time, eventually Giga Granger was forced, to keep her alive, to feed her the excessive hair growth and dead skincell detritus that acuumlated from her composite giga-body to stutain her impoversihed desert-belly.

"Lay off Time Child," Mecha Granger-20-30 replied saucy as ever, "you're just cranky because you got a shriveled up belly full of hair!"

Giga Granger cried her balled up Hermione-Tears, she just wants to enjoy Christmas.

Unknown Muhad and the HIjackers had snuck up on them, intent on hijacking the gigantic dissapointed girl. Also Santa Claus was drawn to them becase of their bickering.

Muhad al Adin espies santa's red sleigh and has Valencia pass him the rocket launcher, "Take this old man!" He yells and fires.

Santa sharply inhales and swells to twice his already prodigious size!" Icicle Barrage!"

Santa exhales raining cold death upon his iceberg and all its foul miscreants scatter in an epic explosion of ice on ice which flies every which way.

But he is too late! The rocket explodes into his sleigh sending a blossoming gout of reindeer blood unfurling in the sky. In the midst of all that carnage santa is lost to sight but Giga Granger runs as though Christmas itself were at stake, and this time, she may be right!