It was nearing Christmas, and, naturally, the weather had grown even colder.
The holiday season was exciting at Hogwarts. Some students were returning home, but since Ron and Harry were both staying, Cassia begged her parents to let her stay. They let her, but Will decided to go home when the break began.
The Quartet was leaving Potions and came across a large fir tree blocking their path with two big boots sticking out at the bottom.
"Hi Hagrid, want any help?" Ron asked the large man behind the tree.
"Nah, I'm alright, thanks, Ron."
"Would you mind moving out of the way?" Malfoy snapped from behind them. "Are you trying to earn some extra money, Weasley? Hoping to be gamekeeper yourself when you leave Hogwarts, I suppose that hut of Hagrid's must seem like a palace compared to what your family's used to."
Ron dived towards Malfoy, Cassia cheering him on him. Snape came striding up the stairs just in time to see the whole situation.
"WEASLEY!"
Ron dropped Malfoy's robes and stepped back.
"He was provoked, Professor Snape," Hagrid said, defending the boy. "Malfoy was insultin' his family."
"Be that as it may, fighting is against Hogwarts rules, Hagrid," Snape said. "Five points from Gryffindor, Weasley, and be grateful it isn't more. Move along, all of you."
Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle pushed past the large Christmas tree, making needles go everywhere and smirking as they did it.
"I'll get him," Ron said angrily, grinding his teeth together, "one of these days, I'll get him—"
"I hate them both," Harry said, "Malfoy and Snape."
"Agreed," Cassia spat.
"Come on, cheer up, it's nearly Christmas," Hagrid said. "Tell yeh what, come with me an' see the Great Hall, looks a treat."
They followed him towards the Great Hall, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were putting up the Christmas decorations.
"Ah, Hagrid, the last tree — put it in the far corner, would you?"
The Great Hall was beautiful. Holly and mistletoe covered the walls, and twelve Christmas trees surrounded the room. Some were decorated with glistening tiny icicles, and others were decorated with hundreds of glittering candles.
"How many days you got left until yer holidays?" Hagrid asked the quartet.
"Just one," Hermione replied. "And that reminds me — Harry, Ron, Cass, we've got half an hour before lunch, we should be in the library."
"Oh yeah, you're right, Hermione," Cassia said.
"The library?" Hagrid said, following them out of the Great Hall. "Just before the holidays? Bit keen, aren't yeh?"
"Oh, we're not working," Harry said brightly. "Ever since you mentioned Nicolas Flamel, we've been trying to find out who he is."
"You what?" Hagrid said, 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," Hermione said.
"Unless you'd like to tell us and save us the trouble?" Harry added.
"We've gone through hundreds of books already and can't seem to find him anywhere. Just a hint?" Cassia asked.
"I'm sayin' nothin'," Hagrid stated.
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chosen - harry potter
Fanfictionharry potter x fem! oc - Our story begins in Cassia Bright's first year at Hogwarts. Though most hope for her to be quiet and out of trouble, the odd group that she happens to meet on the train with her childhood friend Ron make sure that that isn't...
