Trouble at Pre-Christmas Time

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Dateline: December 21st, 2001

Emma's POV

As November took its toll on the 21st, I told the principal that Dan and I are getting constantly annoyed with Bonnie. It took him at least two weeks to decide on what classroom would be appropriate for us at school. Until, on December 5th, the principal broke the ice and told us that we're going to a different class. Inside our new classroom were drawings of recreating the original book and movie cover of The Philosopher's Stone. The book cover was Hermione's arms wrapped around Harry's neck while looking at the Hogwarts Express. The movie cover had two versions: One was Hermione and Harry next to each other with the words Journey Beyond Your Imagination at the top, front and centre of the poster with Hogwarts Castle, the floating candles of the great hall, and Hedwig behind us, Hagrid and the Forbidden Forest on the posters right-hand side, Dumbledore on the left-hand side, and Malfoy, Snape, McGonagall, and the Hogwarts Express on the bottom half of the poster. It pretty much covered up most of the things on the poster beside the Quidditch team. The second one was my arms around Harry at the centre of the scene with the words Let The Magic Begin up top with the Quidditch team and Hogwarts Castle to go along with it. Dumbledore, Malfoy, and the Gringotts Goblin on the left-hand side, Hagrid and Hedwig on the right-hand side, and the torches from the 3rd-floor corridor on the bottom with the title.

Fortunately enough, you're allowed to make special details on the poster, and the best part is that you can make copies of it to take home and show it off in class. Our favourite poster was the second one; there were so many details from the film that I could remember for years to come. Anyways, our school is having a big Christmas party, and I can't wait to have my and Dan's first-ever Christmas party! The problem is, most of the students will be there, including Bonnie. Oh, how I loathe her a lot! I don't know if we must attend, so I asked the teacher, and everyone's going to be there. I asked the teacher if it's okay for me to not go to the party because I need to get my homework done. Okay, maybe I'm lying, but truthfully, I just want to stay away from Bonnie. She said yes. I'm so relieved that I'm not coming to the party, partly because I want to spend time with Dan a lot and keep him balanced as he tends to go a little sidetracked for a little bit. Speaking of him, is he going to the party at school? I'm just a little worried that he might kiss Bonnie back and not think that he saw me running and crying to the nearest bathroom stall. The perfect opportunity for me to ask him was during Lunch. I walked to my usual seat at Lunch, and Dan arrived not a moment later. He sat down, and I spoke in a Hermione-like voice.

"We need to talk."

"Okay, what is it?" he asked.

"Are you going to the party? There's going to be loads of people there." I said and then changed my tone into a cranky manner. "Including Bonnie."

"What? Of course not!" he answered.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"If you say so."

He won't believe what's coming to him after school. After school was done for the day, we headed to our room, and I told Dan to lie down on the bed. Secretly packed in my denim pocket were sleeping pills. I would use them against him to ensure that he won't escape this place so that he won't be craving Bonnie for the entire time. I emptied his normal pills and replaced them with three sleeping pills in the container. Then, I secretly called Alan over to see if he had some chains from work. It turns out he has some, and I told him to save them until the time is right. Both pills looked precisely the same but had a different taste. Now that my plan is settled, I motioned Dan over to me to take his medicine before dinner. Without looking at the pill, he took it into his mouth and drank a glass of water to help it have a clear path into his throat. After ten seconds, he starts to feel a little woozy, and I motioned him onto the bed for a goodnight's rest. It worked! It really worked! He's asleep! Now, I just need Alan to chain him up to the bed and make sure he doesn't wake up. It lasts for seven hours, and by the time he wakes up, the party was over and done. He'll probably think that it's still 1530 in the afternoon! This is perhaps the eighth time I pranked him without him noticing. More were putting signs with either, kick me, punch me, kitting his pockets so that he won't steal or eat anything on the set, and having whipped cream on his face without warning. I have to admit that I'm quite the prankster to him all the time. Seconds later, Alan came in, and I told him to get the chains from his room. He got the chains and some handcuffs so that he won't escape or feel a thing for seven hours straight. He put the handcuffs around the bed, and he tightened the handcuffs on his wrists. As for the chains, I had them tied around his feet so that he wouldn't kick something that would help him get out. The party lasts for three hours, and that gets me a little worried about Dan's well-being when dealing with Bonnie. She is the precise definition of a fan-girl; she nags him, dreams about him, and possibly made love with him if she'd finished me off. Hours later, I heard a cough; it sounded like it came from the bedroom. I knew at once that it was Dan who coughed. I made my way up to his side and screamed in horror.

"AHHHHHHHH"

"Still thinking about Bonnie more often?"

"Emma! What's the meaning of this?!"

"If you want to head over to the party at school, you missed it."

"What! I w-want t-t-to."

"What? What were you going to do?!"

"I-I w-want t-to g-go and t-talk t-to B-Bonnie."

"DANIEL JACOB RADCLIFFE!" I screamed, letting out a shriek that roamed the halls. "HOW COULD YOU DO SUCH A THING?!"

"Hey, calm down."

"NO, I'M NOT CALMING DOWN!"

"NO, PLEASE CALM DOWN! I JUST WANT TO TALK TO HER ABOUT BEING JUST FRIENDS!"

"Oh. Well, I thought you were going to that place to have some kind of intimate relationship with her. I just can't bear the thought of losing you to another girl."

"Emma Charlotte Watson, I would never do such a thing to you. In fact, I was only planning to go and talk with Tom about the upcoming events that happened in Goblet of Fire."

"Are you sure you're not lying?"

"One Hundred Percent!" he said, meaning every word. "Now, um...could you please untie me? I'm getting a little weak."

"Wait right here; I'll get Alan and my dad."

Both dads walked in and helped me untie Dan from his bed. We got him out of the handcuffs and chains and sat him down on the bed. As both Dads excited the room, I leaned in for Dan, and his lips touched mine. The pace was slow, but it got out of hand quite quickly. We stripped to our undergarments, and our hands began to roam around. Then, I said something to him. Since our past kisses were nowhere close to our rears, I think it's time for us to explore that new area. To begin, Dan was on top of me, and I suddenly got my hand onto his rear and began to rub it softly with my lips still attached to his. All of a sudden, he turned over and pressed his chest mine. He took his hand and lowered it to my rear, rubbing and squeezing it, causing me to groan in pleasure. I know we shouldn't go too far this time, but it was great practice to explore different parts of ourselves before we turned into our mid-teens. It lasted for about a few more minutes before we fell asleep in our arms. Today couldn't be any better! I stopped Dan from going to the party by pranking him, and we explored a new part of our bodies. Christmas is coming soon, which is a good way for us to stay in shape and not to go too far. 

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