The Potter Twins (First Year)

CHRISTMAS AT HOGWARTS

Amelia pov
"Oh yeah, you're right," said Ron, tearing his eyes away from Professor Flitwick, who had golden bubbles blossoming out of his wand and was trailing them over the branches of the new tree.

"The library?" said Hagrid, following them out of the hall. "Just before the holidays? Bit keen, aren't yeh?"

"Oh, we're not working," Harry told him brightly.

"Ever since you mentioned Nicolas Flamel we've been trying to find out who he is." I say.

"You what?" Hagrid looked shocked. "Listen here — I've told yeh — drop it. It's nothin' to you what that dog's guardin'."

"We just want to know who Nicolas Flamel is, that's all," said Hermione.

"Unless you'd like to tell us and save us the trouble?" Harry added. "We must've been through hundreds of books already and we can't find him anywhere — just give us a hint — I know I've read his name somewhere." "I'm sayin' nothin'," said Hagrid flatly.

"Just have to find out for ourselves, then," said Ron, and they left Hagrid looking disgruntled and hurried off to the library.

Christmas break was finally here, snow all around. A huge tree in the room that me and Hermione walk towards Ron and harry playing chess, I sit down next to Harry.

Hermione with her luggage is still standing up. One of the chess pieces hits another one.

"Ooh, that's cool." I say.

"I think it's totally stupid." Hermione says.

"well Hermione, I see your packed." Ron says.

"and you haven't."

"well my parents went to Romania with Charlie." Ron explains.

"Then you can help Harry and Amelia with research, since they aren't going home either."
Hermione says and then adds. "Have fun, try not to get into trouble."

Harry pov
It been a eventful few weeks. I spent them with Amelia, Ron, Fred, George and Percy. The next morning was Christmas.

"HARRY WAKE UP!!! COME ON HARRY AMELIA IS WAITING AT THE TREE!! ITS CHRISTMAS DAY WAKE UP!"

I sit up and grab my glasses and we both run down and sit next to the tree.

"Merry Christmas!" Amelia yelled

"Merry Christmas!" Ron and I said to her. Ron opens his first present and puts it on.

"what are u wearing, Ron?" Amelia asked.

"Every year my mum makes us a sweater," said Ron, "and mine's always maroon."

"That's really nice of her," I said, trying the fudge, which was very tasty. Amelia and I ended up both getting matching sweaters from Molly Weasley, mine had an H and hers had an A.

The next presents contained candy — a large box of Chocolate Frogs from Hermione. Amelia also got a large candy from her too. I picked up the last gift for me and felt it. It was very light. I unwrapped it.

Something fluid and silvery gray went slithering to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds. Ron gasped. "I've heard of those," he said in a whisper voice, dropping the box of Every Flavor Beans he'd gotten from Hermione. "If that's what I think it is — they're really rare, and very valuable."

"Well, What is it?" Harry picked the shining, silvery cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like water woven into material.

"try it on!" Amelia says, excited before Ron could say anything.

I wrap it around me and they both gasp.

"Your body is gone!" Amelia says.

"I knew it! That's an invisible cloak, they are really rare." Ron said.

I read the note out loud. "This was your fathers, he put it in my possession before he died. Use it well."

I grab amelias two presents and hand them to her, "open them!"

She opens one. Its a clear ball, like Nevilles but different

"what is that?"

"it says it belonged to mom." I say. "I know what this is, Hermione and I read about it. Say something about yourself, Ron."

"I like the color red." Ron says.

The ball turns green.

"That's brilliant. Is it like a truth ball?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

Harry was amazed, "you should open the other one."

She grabbed the present that was shaped like a small box, it was wrapped in wrapping paper that was black around it.

She opened the small box and it's was a green, black and sliver ring.

"Is that like a slytherin ring?"

"Who is it from?" Ron asked

"all it says is Merry Christmas, promise not to  take it off. No name, at least it's pretty."

"yeah."

"maybe it does something." Amelia suggested.

Narrator Pov:
The Potters and the Weasleys spent a happy afternoon having many amazing competitive snowball fight on the grounds. When they were cold, wet, and gasping for breath, they returned to the fire in the Gryffindor common room. This was the times where Harry broke in his new chess set by losing spectacularly to Ron. Amelia would always win, they didn't know how, she was a champion.  Many would suspect he wouldn't have lost so badly if Percy hadn't tried to help him so much.