Katherine Malfoy and the Awesome Fanfiction

Chapter Five

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER. I ONLY OWN KATHERINE AND OTHER CHARACTERS I MADE UP. ANY OTHER MENTIONS TO THINGS I DON'T OWN, ARE ONWNED BY WHOEVER OWNS THEM

Chapter Five

Katherine's POV

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I woke the next morning to a small pile of packages in front of me. I was really confused. Then I remembered, today's Christmas!

"Get up, get up, get up! It's Christmas!" I sang, waking up the twins. They were kinda getting up, so I focused my attention on my presents.

Now, you might think that I would get a lot of presents, being a Malfoy. Nope. Draco was spoiled, he got broomsticks and toys and basically everything I wanted. But instead, my father gave me books. I was to read, all of my life. Children's books, newspapers, textbooks, anything. The only other presents I got were from my mother. She gave me other things. Sometimes jewelry, sometimes potion ingredients (so I wasn't just reading all the time), once she even got me a muggle book. But I wasn't allowed to wear the jewelry, make potions, or read the book unless it was past midnight.

So I was quite surprised when I saw a small mound of presents at my feet. I started digging through them. "Are they all for me?" I asked.

"Yeah of course they are." Said Fred. "Don't you usually get a lot of presents?"

"No..." They kinda left that subject alone after that.

I started to open my presents. My dad got me another text book. Typical. From my mom, I got these pretty blue earrings, Ravenclaw blue. I got candy from Nadia, Draco, Fred, George, Ron, Harry, and Emily (the Hufflepuff. We're friends now). But my other friends (who I gave presents too) didn't get me anything. They probably forgot...

I had only one present left. It was a lumpy package. I opened it. Inside was a thick, hand-knitted sweater in dark blue, a large box of homemade fudge, and a note. I started to read it.

Dear Katherine,

Hello! This is Molly Weasley. I know that you are friends with all my sons; Percy, Fred, George, and Ron. They all wrote a letter to me, and said that you were a good friend. So I made you a sweater and some fudge. I hope you don't mind.

Merry Christmas!

~Molly Weasley

Oh my gosh! That's really nice! She went out of her way to give me presents, and I didn't get her anything! I put on the sweater. It was really warm and comfy.

"Fred, George, your mom gave me presents." I said.

"Oh, sorry about that."

"Well, what am I supposed to give her?"

"You don't have to give her anything." George said.

"But I want to! Oh, I know! Let's go get your brothers and Harry up. I need them for my present."

A few minutes later, they came back down with everyone. "So what do you need us for?" Asked Percy.

"I'm going to draw a picture of us!" I said.

"What?" Ron asked.

"Well, I take a pencil and some paper, and draw a picture."

"What's a pencil?" Asked Fred.

"It's sort of a muggle quill, but you can erase it, and it comes with it's own ink installed." Replied Harry. So they sat down on the couch, and I quickly sketched them. I told them that they could leave, then I added in myself. Then I made it an actual drawing, not just a sketch. Then I put this charm on it, that made the people in the drawing able to move and talk (I learned it in one of the books that my father gave me).