Merry Christmas everyone! Considering I'm out of school 

and I've only got the weekend to write up the 

Christmassy idea that's buzzing round my head, I 

figured I'd do it today.


Allright. Please, please PLEASE don't get put off by the 

little H/H thing at the beginning. I SWEAR THIS IS AN 

R/H FIC!!! OK? If you don't believe me, go look at the 

other fics I've written. Would I Write anything other than 

an R/H? (OK... I *do* know that in Simply Irresistible 

I've got Ron and Lavender going out but that was purely 

for the purposes of the fic.)


This is a sweet sugary thing about Ron and Hermione, 

and I know it doesn't make much sense and its kinda 

crappy, but hey! I'm ill! (yes, again.... blood test next 

Wednesday) I can't help being like that! But I hope you 

all enjoy it anyway, and you all have an incredibly funky 

Christmas with lots of prezzies, just don't drink too 

much! (If you do, you'll be spending Christmas day in 

the bog.. which I thinking is NOT a nice thing)


I'm really, really, REALLY sorry about how badly I've 

made Harry look in this... it was just kinda appropriate 

for the plot. But he's nice at the end and we all know 

that he's a nice guy! (What the hell am I talking about... 

he's a character from a *book*)


Oh, and everything in here apart from the pendant 

thingie belongs to the almighty genius J.K. Rowling. But 

the plot is mine. And the song belongs to George 

Michael and all people assosiated with the group Wham! 

but still.


So, enough of my rambling on! On with the fic with the 

strange plot... Oh, and thoughts are in the Italics... and 

the bits of the fic with the stars are only bits of that 

song by Wham... K? 



*Last Christmas,
I gave you my heart,
But the very next day,
You gave it away...* 


"Harry... I know we haven't been going out very long, 

but... I want you to have this." Hermione gingerly gave the 

small box she was carrying to Harry. It was perfectly 

wrapped, but it was an unusual present for a guy. Heaven 

knows why it contained a heart shaped locket that was to be 

given to a man.


Harry look at Hermione, bewildered. He was sure it was 

some kind of jewelry, but he'd only got her a book about 

the House Elf NON rebellions- she was still going on about 

that pointless SPEW stuff and it drove him mad. He'd been 

thinking about breaking up with her since a week after he 

asked her out. He didn't like her much- in any way. He 

didn't even like Ron anymore (as a friend, you sickos out 

there)- after all, who needed friends when you had the 

entire female population of Hogwarts falling head over 

heels about you and crying for your attention? He was the 

most popular person in school, and because of this he'd 

become incredibly big headed. He'd already two timed 

Hermione- and two-timed the people he was two-timing 

Hermione with! He opened the present, and found a heart 

locket with a picture of Hermione in it.


"Well... I don't know what to say..."


"Say you like it! I thought that this symbolises my heart. 

I'm giving it to you."


"Woah... I still don't know what to say..."


"Well, I'm glad I've given it to you. I've gotta go give Ron 

his present now, bye!" Hermione kissed Harry and then 

semi-ran off to her bedroom to get Ron's present, cringing 

in embarrassment, hoping Harry would like it.


Great, now I have Hermione giving me heart necklaces! 

I'M NOT A FREAKING GIRL! Harry thought angrily. 

Yeah, like I'm gonna keep this... hmm... Cho might like it... 

Harry walked off deep in thought... 


The next day Hermione bounded down the stairs, 
smiling, and went into the Great Hall. She looked at the 
Griffindor table and saw Ron there, looking at something 
far away as if it was doing something terrible. She 
followed his gaze and saw Harry talking to Cho, flirting, 
and then she saw him put something around her neck- 
the locket! She gasped, unable to believe that Harry 
would do something like that! she walked over to Ron, 
her fists clenched. She tried to contain her anger as she 
sat down.

"Why that little two timing creep..." she said through 
clenched teeth.

"Who, Harry?"

"No, Ron, James Bond."

"Who?" Hermione's sarcasm was lost on Ron. But he 
knew that sarcasm coming from Hermione was triggered 
when she was incredibly angry, so he proceeded 
delicately. "You *do* mean Harry, right?"

"Yes Ron, I do," she sighed, "and I'd like to go over 
there and take out his heart like those grinning guys on 
Buffy..."

"What?"

"Muggle TV show. Don't worry," she added, as he looked 
really nervous, "I don't want to kill you. But.. how could 
he do that?"

"Er..." Ron looked very uncomfortable.

"Don't answer." She marched up to Harry, shoved Cho 
out the way and said, "Harry... I think that you are one 
little... Oh stuff this!" She slapped him and kneed him... 
there. While all the guys in the room cringed in unison 
because... well, it *does* hurt (A/N NOT MY PERSONAL 
EXPERIENCE! I asked my brother... heh heh) and also 
admiration because all of their girlfriends (if they had 
one) talked about Harry almost 24/7. Hermione re-
collected herself, and said, dangerously quiet, "You're a 
two timing little bastard you toad." Everyone could hear 
her, as the whole room was completely silent, "I thought 
you liked me. But I should have realised sooner. You're 
nothing but a big headed, pig faced looser!" She ran off 
down the halls, and while the girls in the room ran over 
to Harry to ask him whether he was OK, the guys all 
clapped after Hermione left the room. Ron, realising how 
emotional Hermione was, ran after her, just stopping on 
the way to say to Harry...

"Harry... ::punch::" 


"Hermione!" Ron ran through the common room, 
"Hermione!" there was no answer, so he assumed that 
she was in her room. Without pausing to consider that 
he wasn't actually allowed into the girls dorms, he ran 
up the staircase and threw open the door. There seemed 
to be no-one in the room, all over the curtains around 
the beds were shut, but there was a faint sound of 
crying coming from the one furthest from the door on 
the right hand side. "Hermione..." Ron muttered, and in 
5 strides (he had very long legs... being about 6'5 you 
usually do) was at her bed. He carefully opened the 
curtains and saw Hermione sitting cross legged, head in 
hands. She looked up as he sat slowly down on the bed 
beside her. She made no move to hide the fact that 
she'd been crying- her cheeks were wet, her eyes were 
red, and there were still tears slowly dripping out of 
them.

"How could he do this to me? How?" Ron didn't reply. Oh 
my God... she looks so vulnerable...He moved closer to 
her, and put a comforting arm around her.

"Shh..." he whispered. "It's gonna be all right. You don't 
need that looser."

"But I did Ron... he was everything to me..."

"Hermi..." Hermione looked up. No-one ever called her 
that. "Harry is a git. You don't need him. I hate to tell 
you this, but... he's been two timing you for quite a 
while." Ron braced himself, waiting for the outbreak. 
And it came.

"WHAT? YOU'VE KNOWN ALL THIS TIME AND YOU 
NEVER TOLD ME?!?!"

"Well... I thought you'd notice yourself... And plus, I 
knew you'd react like this."

"REACT LIKE WHAT? I'M NOT ACTING ANY DIFFERENTLY 
THAT HOW I USUALLY DO!! And that's probably not all 
the reasons, is it? IS IT?!?! You probably thought I'd 
need protecting from the truth, DIDN'T YOU?"

"No! I swear I didn't!"

"YES YOU DAMN WELL DID! Just because you're Ron, 
'Mr. Perfect' you think you can boss everyone around 
and do whatever you like, don't you?"

"No I don't!"

"YES YOU DO!"

"I BLOODY WELL DO NOT!" Ron roared, red in the face 
and incredibly mad. "I DON'T BOSS PEOPLE AROUND, I 
DON'T THINK YOU NEED PROTECTING, I DON'T DO 
WHATEVER I LIKE, AND I'M FREAKING WELL NOT 
BLOODY PERFECT!!! I THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE 
SMART ENOUGH TO REALISE WHAT HARRY WAS 
DOING, AND ALTHOUGH I DIDN'T LIKE IT, I'M NOT THE 
KIND OF PERSON WHO RATS ON ANOTHER!!! I NEVER 
LIKED WHAT HARRY WAS DOING TO YOU, AND BELIEVE 
ME, DID I WANT TO SAY SOMETHING OR WHAT, BUT I 
NEVER DID BECAUSE I WAS TOO FREAKING STUPID 
BELIEVING HARRY WOULD GET OVER IT ONE DAY! 
ALLRIGHT?!?!"

Hermione was shocked silent. In all over her anger she'd 
forgotten that Ron was Harry's best friend and he'd 
probably had a hard time keeping the secret from her.

"Look, Ron, I'm really sorry..." se began, but he cut her 
off.

"Yeah well, SO AM I! I'm going for a walk." He stomped 
out of the room, out of the common room, out of the 
school and into the grounds. Hermione saw, out of her 
window, Ron walking out of the school looking like he 
was literally letting off steam.

"Oh my God... what have I done....?" 


Ron stormed around the grounds, looking for the tree 
where he always went to calm down. He quickly climbed 
up it, and found his notepad and quill there.

"Thank God I can always turn to art..." he mumbled, 
and started sketching. 


"Oh my God, oh my God... How could you say that stuff 
to him? You know how low an opinion he has of 
himself... YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT!!!" Hermione 
muttered under he breath as she mentally paced up and 
down, although she was only lying on her bed. "He had 
good reason not to tell you and it's probably better that 
you found out yourself... he was only trying to help! He's 
so sweet... he's always been there for me... DAMMIT 
DAMMIT DAMMIT!"

"Hermione! You're such a bitch!" Someone yelled as 
they walked into the room. Actually, Hermione saw 
several pairs of feet walk in, so she was assuming it was 
all the girls in Griffindor. "How could you do that to poor 
Harry!" Lavender's voice. Hermione lay silently, not 
daring to even breathe.

"She's not in here." Parvati.

"We should probably look in the library- she's always in 
there- the little swot!"

"HEY! Don't be so mean!" Ginny?

"Ooh, is the almighty carrot top sticking up for the boff?" 
Lavender again.

"She's my friend, and I think you guys are being really 
unfair! She never did anything! Just cos Harry asked her 
out ages ago and not you! That's no reason to hate her!" 
Wow. That must have taken a lot of courage... Hermione 
knew how shy Ginny was.

"Lets leave the carrot in here. Come on!" All but one pair 
of feet left the room.

"Her- Hermione?" Ginny said uneasily.

"I'm over here, Ginny." Hermione said, sitting up and 
pulling back the curtain.

"I'm really sorry about those guys. They're just really 
really jealous that you went out with Harry and not.. 
them." Ginny said, pushing back the urge to say 'And 
me'. She'd always liked Harry, but now she knew what 
he was like she *really* didn't like him.

"It's allright. I'm just glad that you aren't like them."

"So am I," Ginny laughed, "I just hope I won't turn out 
like them. Where'd Ron go? I saw him chase after you."

"Er... we kinda had a fight..."

"Ah..." Said Ginny knowingly.

"WHAT?"

"You'll find out in your own time." Ginny remarked, 
knowing how obvious it was that her brother had a crush 
on Hermione. The trouble is, he and Hermione were the 
only ones who didn't realise it.

"Dammit, no-one ever tells me anything!" 


Ron looked at what he'd been sketching, and was 
surprised to see that it was Hermione. It was incredibly 
life-like, right down to every detail, even her freckles 
were in the right place. Mind you, this was not very 
surprising considering Ron was a very talented artist. He 
hadn't realised it until the year before, but what he had 
known was that he had a very photographic memory.

Ron sat back and looked at the picture, bemused. Why 
had he drawn Hermione? Maybe there was something 
his heart wasn't telling him...

He stuffed the book and quill back into their hidy-hole 
and clambered down the tree again. He made his way 
towards the common room again, taking his time but 
somehow rushing too.

He reached the Fat Lady, muttering "smeghead" as he 
went through. The common room was deserted, thank 
goodness. Well, deserted except for one person.

"Hermione!" Ron said, a little more enhusiastically than 
he'd wanted to, but it was her, all the same. She looked 
up and saw Ron standing there, looking uncomfortable.

"Ron!" They both strode up to each other, and then said

"I'm sorry!" in prefect unison. They both laughed. And 
then Hermione threw her arms around Ron and hugged 
him.

"Hey, hey, what's this for?" He said, confused.

"For being my friend." Hermione replied from 
somewhere around his chest. Ron, unable to 
comprehend this, put his arms carefully around her and 
hugged her too. 


Over the next year Ron and Hermione became 
inseperable. Sure, there was *some* chemistry there, 
but it wasn't overwhelming and they enjoyed being 
friends. Every morning Hermione would wait in the 
common room until Ron came downstairs (He enjoyed 
his sleep) and they would go to br4akfast together. After 
morning lessons they would meet in the corridor outside 
Moaning Myrtle's bathroom (people rarely went down 
there and the ghosts all hated Myrtle anyway) and go to 
lunch. After the afternoon lessons they would go outside 
to Ron's tree, which he had shown Hermione a while 
after their fight. If it was too cold they'd go through a 
secret passageway which no-one but the Weasley's 
knew about (Ron had sneaked the Maureders Map from 
Filch's office and Harry never knew about it) that led to 
a small room where they could sit and relax, read, talk, 
draw, whatever they liked.

Ginny had managed to persuade some of her friends to 
see what Harry was really like, and they *really* didn't 
like him now. 


Before everyone knew it it was Christmas again. Funnily 
enough it snowed a few times (unusual for England) and 
Ron and Hermione had a couple of snowball fights with 
Ginny and her friends (who later became Ron and 
Hermione's friends as well) and always won.

The nights were spent inside the secret room, with 
everyone in there (Ginny & co included) and they'd talk 
about anything and practically everything.

It was Christmas Eve, and there was a last minute trip 
to Hogsmeade. They all went and mucked about in the 
snow there, finally venturing in for a butterbeer after. 
they'd all sat down with theirdrinks when Harry walked 
in, followed by his little fan club. He'd invested in a pair 
of sunglasses too. Harry quickly walked in, and then 
sauntered over to the "gangs" table. He sat down, 
looking very solemn, and then in so many words told his 
fan club to get lost.

"What are you doing here Harry..." Ron said, clenching 
his bottle pretty hard. Hermione laid a hand on his arm.

"Calm down Ron. What is it Harry?"

"I was wondering..." he said, his eyes darting around, 
not meeting theirs, "Whether you'd... whether you'd.... 
whether you'd forgive me for everything I've done...." 
There was a shocked silence round the table. "OK, 
Ifiguredyouwouldn'tallrightybyebye." Harry quickly got 
up but ron pulled him down again.

"You want us to forgive you?"

"Er.... yeah."

"Why?"

"Well... It's been really lonely. I thought I didn't need 
you guys, I just had all the girls and they'd do, but I 
found that everyone needs friends to be truly happy...."

"Go on..." Hermione urged.

"Well.... I've really missed you all... especially you 
Hermione..." he said, grasping her hand. She quickly 
drew it away.

"Well Harry, I think we could all work on the friends 
thing, right?" she asked for agreement around the table. 
They alll nodded, "But I don't think you and me will 
work. You've hurt me too much, and besides... I kinda 
like someone else now." she mumbled afterwards.

"What?" this was news to everyone except Ginny.

"Who is it?" Ron said.

"Never mind. But I think we can all try and see if we can 
be friends with Harry. Agreed?"

"Agreed!" Everyone said, clicking their bottles togther. 
Harry's little fan club came up, Cho leading,

"Harry?" she whined, "come on, we've gotta go now...."

"Sorry Cho." Harry said, "I've found some new friends."

"Allright then, just leave and walk away! I hate your 
stupid locket too, and I'm glad you stole it back!" She 
led the group out of the building and Harry looked 
bewildered.

"Steal it back?" he said. Ron then instinctively looked at 
Hermione, and saw a twinkle in her eye that only he 
knew how to recognise.

"You didn't......" he said. She nodded.

"I did."

"My God, I never thought that you'd do anything like 
that...."

"After all this time we've spent together, Ron." she said, pretending to be hurt.

"I can't believe you did that... God..."

"Did what?" Harry said.

"I kinda took it back... but then I sold it to th jewellers." 
Hermione said.

"wow Hermione. That's unbelievable." he replied.

"Well Harry old chap," Ron started in a complete posh 
English accent, "There's lots you won't believe..." 


*This year,
To save me from tears,
I'll give it to
Someone special...* 

Christmas day arrived, and Hermione, after opeening 
her presents from her friends and relatives, walked 
downstairs to the place where she and Ron had decided 
to meet- out at the tree. It had snowed over night What 
is it with the weather? so she left a trail of footprints in 
the snow. But she was surprised to see Ron standing 
there already, a present in his hand.

"Ron!" She called, and ran up to meet him.

"Merry Christmas Hermione!" he said, grinning.

"Why are you out here before me?"

"I thought I'd surprise you."

"It certainly is surprising..."

"Well, where's my prezzie?" he joked. Hermione fumbled 
round her pockets.

"Oh my God... I've left it somewhere! Dammit!"

"Well, I've got yours." Ron drew out a small box from 
his robes. It looked strangely like the box that had once 
contained the locket. He handed it to her and she looked 
at it, surprised.

"Ron, I was gonna give you this..."

"But you sold it to the shop!"

"No, I had two. I sold one of them to the shop." She 
opened it, and found the locket on the end of a golden 
chain. "Ron... It's beautiful.... where did you get the 
chain?"

"It used to belong to mum- dad gave it to her. She said 
I should give it to someone special..."

"You think I'm special?" Hermione said, not daring to 
believe it.

"Well, you are my best friend and all..." Ron said, 
turning slightly pink.

"Ron... I love it! thank you so much!" She hugged him. 
"I was actually... nah."

"What?" he said, inquiring.

"I was gonna give you the other locket..."

"But last year you told Harry it symbolised your heart..."

"It does Ron, it does."

"Does this mean what I think it means......?" he asked.

"What do you think?"

"Do I know that person that you like?"

"Er... yes. In fact," Hermione said, "You're very close to 
him. Very close to him."

"What does he look like?"

"Well, he's really tall, got bright ginger hair, freckles, 
blue eyes, he's sweet, caring, and also my best friend..." 
she trailed off.

"But that's.... me." Ron said, a bit slow on the uptake.

"I know." She whispered.

"Hermione... I don't know what to say... I mean, you 
were planning on giving me the other locket, and I gave 
you mine...."

"Ron, look, I don't know how to tell you this but-" 
Hermione never got to finish her sentence because Ron 
pulled her into a soft, yet deep and passionate kiss that 
lasted quite a while. Hermione was shocked at first, and 
realised what was happening and closed her eyes.

"Is that it?" Ron asked, unsure what to do after they'd 
broken apart.

"Well... no..." She replied, breathless.

"What?" Ron's grin was slowly fading.

"No no, I enjoyed the kiss, a LOT! But there's something 
I never told you... and it's to do with you and the sorting 
cap."

"What about it?"

"Well," she took a deep breath, "It wanted to put me in 
Ravenclaw. Cos you know, they're all brainy and such."

"Why are you in Griffindor then?"

"Well, it was about to shout out Ravenclaw, and then it 
said that I had a strong male ally in Griffindor. Before I 
had a chance to ask who it was it yelled out Griffindor 
and before I knew it I was sitting at the table chatting to 
Percy.

"I still don't get what this has to do with me..."

"Well, at first I thought it meant Harry, because after all 
he is the one everyone knows. But then I realised it was 
you," she added, seeing Ron's cross look, "After I went 
out with Harry and you were the one who comforted me 
first I realised it was you... I've just kept it really secret 
until now, never telling anyone. Except maybe 
Crookshanks and my diary."

"Well maybe I should just read your diary and get it 
over and done with!"

"Ron!"

"Maybe not... actually, I think Fred and George have a 
spell to make animals talk... hmm..."

"RON!"

"OK, OK, I get the message. But does this mean I can 
kiss you now?"

"Sure."

"Great!" Ron grinned, and kissed her. 


Ginny looked out the window at the two people kissing 
near a large oak tree, as they spun around and then 
broke away, looking madly in love. But wait a minute... 
one of them had ginger hair, the other was wearing the 
deep blue cloak Ginny had given Hermione for 
Christmas... RON AND HERMIONE!!!

"Finally..." she sighed.

"Finally what?" Harry's voice came up behind her. ..

"Ron and Hermione have... HARRY?!?"

"What?"

"What are you doing here?"

"It's not just your common room, you know."

"But you're never in here! You're always off snogging a 
Ravenclaw girl!" Ginny said, getting angry, but also 
unable to understand why her stomach seemed to be 
auditioning for the circus.

"Yeah, well, roll with the times!" Harry said, also getting 
mad. "You think I enjoyed that? There was only one girl 
I ever wanted!"

"Oh, and who was that? Hermione? That didn't really 
work very well, did it?"

"Shut up Ginny! No it wasn't Hermione, it was someone 
very different!

"Right, like that Cho?"

"No! She's alot more beautiful than Cho! She's got 
ginger hair, freckles, soulful brown eyes..."

"Oh, You mean Alison Tucker?"

"No! Did I forget to mention she's you?!?!"

"What?" Ginny said, unable to believe it.

"Yeah, you heard me right, YOU!" Harry sat down hard 
on a couch, and put his head in his hands. "I've always 
liked you Ginny. Well, not always, you sometimes used 
to annoy me, but I've liked you for ages! I just never 
had the courage to ask you out... and all those other 
girls liked me I thought it was the easy way out! I can't 
help the way I feel and I'm sorry about how badly I've 
treated you I just want another chance! But you won't 
even listen long enought to rea-" Harry broke off when 
he realised that Ginny had been silent the entire time he 
was talking. "I just want..." he began quietly, "I just 
want another chance..."

Ginny looked at him, touched."Harry... you'll get that 
other chance. We'll just take it slow, OK?"

"OK." he replied, and stood up and hugged her.

"See? That's a start. Now you'll just have to kiss me." 
Ginny couldn't believe she was saying this.

"Well... I'll just have to try." Harry bent down and softly 
kissed Ginny.

"Wow..." she said afterwards. "We might just have to do 
that again..." so they did.

"Woah... I can't belive I just did that." Harry said.

"Why not? You should be used to it." she remarked.

"No... Ginny, I never told you this but... I never once 
kissed any one of those girls I went out with. Never. I 
wanted to kiss you first..."

"Aww... that's so sweet. I still haven't forgiven you 
though." She said, sternly.

"Well, I'll have to help you along in doing that." Harry 
said and kissed her again. 

As the snow started to fall down again, two couples both 
inside and outside let the magic of Christmas work on 
them and let them have a Merry little Christmas at 
Hogwarts. 



Well, that's the end! Things worked out OK! I hope 
everyone has a great Christmas and a spectacular New 
Year!

::breaks off into own rendition of song:: "So here it is 
Merry Christmas, everybody's having fun...." ::everyone 
passes round the ear plugs::