Chapter Fifteen: Too Many Presents

"Hey Ruthie," Hermione whispered. Ruthie opened her eyes slowly and turned over to face Hermione. Hermione was standing by her bed smiling. "Happy Christmas Ruthie!" Ruthie sat up and smiled, she'd forgotten today was Christmas.

"Happy Christmas!" She jumped out of bed and ran her hand over the pile of gifts. "Hey, I have an idea. Since it's only me, Simon, you, Harry and the Weasley's. Lets open all of our presents downstairs. We can sneak in to the boy's dormitories and take their gifts and bring them downstairs.

"I guess that would be cool!" Hermione smiled. "Lets go get Ginny." Hermione and Ruthie hurried down into Ginny's room and told her the plan. The three then ran down stairs and up to the boy's dormitory. Ginny grabbed Fred and Georges presents, Hermione took Percy and Simon's presents, and Ruthie took Harry and Ron's presents. Then the three girls returned to their dormitories and brought down their own presents.

"How long do you think it will take them to notice they don't have any presents?" Ginny asked.

"Oi! Where are all our presents?" Ron screamed. Harry looked at him and then around the room. Indeed there were no presents in sight.

"Maybe we didn't get any?" Harry said shrugging. "Lets check with the girls." Ron nodded angrily and stormed down the stairs, in the hall he met up with Fred and George.

"Oi! Did you take my presents?" Ron growled.

"No you prat, ours are missing too!" Fred snapped.

"Yeah, we thought you took 'em." George added.

"I think I know who took all our presents." Simon said appearing in the staircase.

"Who?" Fred, George, and Ron said.

"The same person who took mine and Percy's. The sneak of my family—"

"Ruthie!" Ron screamed.

"I think they noticed." Ruthie laughed looking at Ginny with a large smile on her face. Sic pairs of feet came thundering down the steps Ron in the lead.

"Why'd you do that for?" He asked running over to the pile of presents. "You've gone mixed 'em all up!" He whined.

"Yeah, look, cause we thought we could all open them together." Ruthie smiled. Harry laughed at the look on Ron's face and took a seat beside Ruthie by the tree.

"I think it's a brilliant idea." He smiled. Ruthie looked down with a smile.

"Alright, it was a pretty good joke…" Ron said.

"It was good." Fred said sitting down.

"Yeah, but as a prefect I should warn you you're not supposed to enter the boy's dormitory.

"Lighten up Percy." Simon nudging him on the shoulder.

The nine of them sat down and began passing out presents, Ginny handed out the gifts from Mrs. Weasley first, and then Ruthie handed out the gifts from Mrs. Camden. After that the pile was significantly smaller. Everyone thought it would be best to let Ron go first because otherwise they were pretty sure he'd never shut up. So they decided to open their presents in groups. Ron, Percy and Harry went first. But everything was halted for quite a while when Harry opened a Firebolt, after almost an hour they were able to move on and Fred, George and Simon went next. Then Ruthie, Hermione and Ginny.

"Here Ruthie this is one of yours." Fred tossed her a book shaped package. "I bet it's from Hermione.

"She already opened my gift, thank you very much!" Hermione said indignantly.

"Yeah, and it was a book." George laughed. Ruthie smiled and looked down at the present. She ripped it open and a note fell out she picked up the note and dropped the book. Hermione took it and gasped.

"This is a Somnium fui libre!" Hermione gasped. Everyone looked at her puzzled.

"Er…in English, Hermione?" Ron said.

"It translates to Book of dreams. But it's basically a memory book. You just write a word related to a memory and the memory is transferred to the book and you can watch the memory. It's very rare." Hermione stopped talking and looked at Ruthie who was staring at the note. "Who sent it?"

Ruthie didn't look up she couldn't believe it. Why would he send her a present after what he did? The note said:

Ruthie-

I ordered this for you over the summer, because it's so rare I had to order it months in advance. Since I bought it for you I thought you deserved I hoped it was something you'd like.

Damien

"Who sent it?" Hermione asked again. Ruthie looked up with tears in her eyes. She grabbed the book from Hermione and ran up to her dormitory.

"What was that about?" Ron asked spraying food everywhere.

"I don't know…" Simon said in disgust. "But I'm going to find out." Simon got up and headed for the stairs.

"Simon!" Hermione warned just before he touched the steps.

"I know!" He snapped turning back around and sitting down.

Ruthie closed the door behind her and placed her head in her hands. Tears ran freely down her cheeks, but as soon as they began they stopped, she would not allow him to make her cry. I still love him. You don't know what love is! She looked angrily down at the book. She sat at the edge of her bed and opened it to the first page. The page was filled with writing but not in Damien's handwriting. There was only one word in Damien's handwriting:

Niffler

Ruthie began to read the rest when a thin line of light appeared on the page, she reached out slowly and touched it, the light rippled as it extended across the page. Images began to appear out of the light. Ruthie looked carefully she could see a young boy with light brown hair running across the field. His robes billowing out behind him.

"Come on! You can do it!" He giggled. A little girl appeared running after him. Her short curly brown hair flying everywhere. Ruthie recognized the children immediately. "Come on Ruthie, hurry up!"

"I'm coming Damien!" Little Seven-year-old Ruthie called out. She ran over to him and tackled him. Giggling her rolled over on top of her and pulled her to her feet.

"Look here." He pulled out a broomstick from behind a rock. "Want to ride?"

"Cool!" Ruthie sad looking at it in awe. "Yeah. My brother Simon never let me ride his broom. He's always bragging about how he's on the house team and he needs his broom."

"Come on." Damien smiled and hopped on the broom. Ruthie got on behind him and placed her hands around his waist. Damien leaned forward and the broom sped towards the village.

"Don't forget to keep out of site Damien!" Ruthie warned. "Go around that way through the forest."

"Alright, but we'll pass by old Lady herring's yard." Damien said picking up speed. Ruthie shrugged. Damien slowed the broom down until he came to a stop. Ruthie hopped off and straightened out her dress.

"That was cool!" Ruthie said jumping up and down.

"What do you want to do now?" Damien asked.

"Let's play house."

"House? But Ruthie I don't want to!" Damien whined.

"We're playing house! Go collect firewood!" Ruthie said. Damien rolled his eyes and headed off to collect firewood. Ruthie took of her bag and pulled out a blanket she lay over the ground and took out some of her dolls. She pulled out a necklace and put it around her neck. Then she took out a hat and put it on. Damien came back and began giggling.

"Here's your firewood…." He laughed.

"Thank you. Now we need some leaves. I'll look over there you look over there. Ruthie headed off picking up different colored leaves as she walked. Ruthie bent down to pick up a leaf and felt a cold nose press against her hand she looked down and screamed. A big pig looking animal ran at her.

"HELP! DAMIEN! HELP!" She screamed running off into the woods. Damien spun around and grabbed the broom. He hopped on and flew after her. Ruthie tripped and fell to the ground. She screamed as the ugly animal jumped at her. Damien dipped and grabbed her hand. He flew straight up holding on to her hand tightly. Once they were high enough he leveled out and pulled her up on to the broom. He then flew to her house and the two got off.

"You okay?" Damien asked. Ruthie threw her arms around him.

"Thank you! You saved my life!" Ruthie said dramatically. Damien smiled and shook his head.

"No. It was a Niffler; it was after your necklace. But I'll take credit for saving your life." Damien smiled. "I'll go back and get the rest of your stuff later…" The scene dissolved and Ruthie stared at the page a small smile creeping up her lips.

Authors Note: Sorry for the delay. I've been busy and have been updating my other stories, cause I don't know if anyone even reads this story. But here's chapter fifteen I coulnd't remember what was supposed to go here so I just wrote the christmas chapter.

The next chapter will also take place on christmas.