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Chapter 8- Christmas and Information

Harry and Ron seemed to be interested in morning with my theory, I quickly explained it towards Hermione.

I woke up normally before I dressed in my jeans, button-up, coat, hat, gloves, and trainers. I curled my hair and tied my long bangs back in a small braid to the side before doing light make-up, which was a short amount of eyeliner and mascara, I also added some nude-colored eyeshadow to Hermione's eyes for fun, I had my trunk packed and Midnight got collected from the Owlry, sending himself in his cage.

I shuffled downstaires with Mione, the boys were sinking into the armchaires and were still in their casual clothes, for Ron it was plaid sweat-pant type bottoms, and a gray shirt- with Harry it's gold sweatpants and red shirt, talk about pride. I grinned warmly and embraced them, even if it was crowded in our small but roomy common room. I almost cried, to be honest I all ready got all their gifts months in advance, Harry's was my favorite; hopefully he likes it.

"See you guys in a few weeks. PLEASE BEHAVE, and do research or I'll personally make you sneak me FireWhiskey and when you get caught, I'll act like you forced me too drink." I said thinking like Fred and George perfectly- I did know them since age three. They paled, knowing I was dead serious. I swooped and gave Harry a kiss on the cheek, plus a hug for him as well, and for Ron.

Myself and Mione marched out, joining the crowds of people, finally reaching the train where Hermione looked eager to tell me something. I sat in one of the compartments and waited for her to burst. Finally she did. "I like Ron!" she whispered, like it was shame. I'd admit I was hoping she was going to say Neville or Dean but I guess my childhood friend, my practical brother works too. "That's fantastic Hermione!" I grinned slightly as I quickly ordered two packs of Chocolate Frogs from the trolley and she looked up hopefully.

"Here, now continue." I ordered, leaning back into the seat, interested. She sighed and grumbled "But he likes Lavender, merlin knows why-but still. I get why he wouldn't like me, heck he HATED me just a month ago. I'm a know-it-all, annoying, stuck-up, and ugly." she cried, tears welding up in the corner of her eyes. Mental note to slap Ronald Bulius Weasley. I reacted quickly.

"Hermione Jean Granger! SHUT IT! You may know a lot but trust me, it puts him in the place he deserves, plus your child might inharite your brains.-" I added a wink before continuing. "Your far from annoying, Lavender is a goblin that drank too much FireWhiskey-now that's annoying! Your not stuck up, are you in Slytherin? NOPE! And your beautiful, if you take time to see it." I huffed and puffed at the end of my rant. She hugged me sooo tightly I thought I might just burst, she then tossed her card that she got in the candy package and I read it, Dumbledore.

Albus Dumbledore CURRENT HEADMASTER AT HOGWARTS

Considered by many greatest wizards of modern times, Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark Wizard Griendwald in 1945, for his discovery of the twelve uses of dragons blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel. (The creator of the Philosopher's Stone)

I suddenly re-read the card for at least the fourth time when it hit me like a wrecking ball, maybe that's what the dog is gaurding- unless of course theirs a 13th uses for dragon blood- note the sarcasm. "Mione read this!" I ordered and passed it towards her. Her eyes scanned the text, soaking in every written word, as if a switch had been turned- she was glowing like a child on Christmas! "What is it?!" I demanded, hoping to get this news to Harry.

"I've read about him, Nicolas Flamel! The books state that they never found the stone, some say it's destroyed, other's think it's stolen, only Dumbledore can know! Perfect Ember! Your so intelligent sometimes!" she grinned and we did a little happy dance, and Slytherin's snickered, causing me to threaten to cut off a body-part that made them pale. Hermione even was shocked by my threat, I was beaming fricken rainbows!

The train docked and Hermione was coming after Christmas, we said our goodbyes and I was quickly embraced by my mother, she smiled down at me, watery-eyed. "Mum! Dad!" I grinned widely, my mum's hair was navy blue, her eyes were filled with worry, it crushed my heart. I quickly hugged my Dad, his dark brown hair was thinning and he seemed tired.

"How are you darling?" she grinned and I just shrugged. "FIne, you guys look worn- are you alright?" I whispered in response. My mum shot a sad expression to Dad before saying "Just worried, after the whole 'almost dying to a troll thing', but Harry sent us a letter, saying he'll protect you- I trust him."

I was taken back, when did my parents know so much about Harry, how do they trust him so much? I just nodded and we went to the fireplaces and prepared to floo home. I grabbed the powder, before waving to Hermione and covering myself in it, setting the flames to emerald as well. I coughed and sputtered while my Dad was being 'supportive' and laughing at my stupid desion. I frowned but noticed she waved back.

"Lupin Household!" I said clearly as I stood in the coal black soot, making sure I said it clearly before I appeared in my living room, it felt like I came back from a vacation- it looked like it did while I was growing up. It's warm yellow and red walls and Gryffindor-common room like furniture (chairs, table, ect.) The Christmas decorations were up, like the popcorn strings, Muggle jewels from the tree, magical moving ones, fairylights, and the snow for a background. The candle light and faint light from the kitchen were the only ones that lite the place up.

"I missed you!" I cried to the room, my parents were right behind me- staring at me like that troll knocked my head a few too many times. I was overjoyed to be home.

Now to letter the boy's about the card....

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Short update I know! Sorry :#

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Updating either around tomorrow night or the next morning ;)

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xxMaddy