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"Wake up Harry. It's Christmas." Ron was shaking my shoulder to wake me up. I stayed up late with Myrtle and celebrating Gift-mas with her with a Papyrus dinner. Several ghosts joined so they could taste the fine quality pungency I imbued the pasta with.

I look at him through non glasses eyes. I think he was wearing his pajamas. I get out of bed.

"Good Morning Ron." He handed me a package. I put on my glasses

"Mum made you another Weasley sweater." I unwrapped it and revealed a homemade red sweater with a gold snitch carefully knit on the front.

"I love it. I shall wear it with pride." I change into day clothes and there the sweater was in full view.

I open the rest of Harry's presents with guilt behind his smiling face. If I wasn't here Harry would be having a normal Christmas with his best friends. Not under a mountain full of monsters during the same day so close to Gift-mas.

Hermione loved the books I had ordered from Flourish and Blotts, 'The Intermediary Guide to Runes' and 'Masters of Magic: 1100's-1800's Revised Edition'

Ron was blown away with a new Chudley Cannons poster and puzzle board set

I finish opening the majority of the gifts and am left with one last box, it was long and very nicely wrapped. Ron and Hermionie adjust their positions to watch me open the box.

Ron's reaction was all I had to see to know this was a expensive gift.

"Bloody Hell Harry! That's a Firebolt! Who would send you that?"

"I don't know. At least I won't have to buy a new one." I had been hesitant to spend Harry's gold, even if it was to replace his broomstick. "No note." I observed as I reached down

"Harry don't touch it, this could be from Serious Black. I'm going to take it to Professor McGonnagal for testing." Hermione said right before I made contact with the untouched polished-to-a-shine surface. I took my hand back.

"Hermioneeee" Ron complained. "Why would anyone curse the best broom in the world?"

She looked at him like he was a moron and I could believe her hesitancy. I wouldn't want to die from 'Death by awesome toy I couldn't keep my hands off of' either. I quickly came to her defense.

"Ron it's alright. Whether it's cursed or not I'm going to get it back just might take longer for us to test fly it." I closed the box and allowed her to take it. Ron looked like he'd been betrayed, he didn't eat anymore of his Christmas fudge.

I made a list of the gifts 'I' received and who they're from and stuck it in the picture book.

Dinner was more fun than usual, I had no idea magical humans had such fun party favors. In the 'Crackers' I got a pirate hat, several scattered mice as well as some familiar bad jokes (all skeleton puns). Those made this feel more correct and wrong at the same time.

The twins were joking with everyone and went back to calling me Harry which I greatly appreciated.

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Late at night I finished packing objects into the charmed box. I was not going to be the only one celebrating Christmas, I refused. I double check everything even the letter.

Dear Sans,
I don't know what you've been having to go through since I was gone but I promise I'm fine. I have been here for four and a half months and I am alive and very well. I'm sorry I haven't tried this before as I have been living among the magical humans in secret.
I have included my accounts of my time here so far inside as well as some items I believe might prove useful. Please know I love you brother and I am staying safe.
I understand neither of you will not be able to respond to this so please don't do anything drastic. Tell Harry I am fine and am keeping up appearances best I can and I'll do my best not to get us killed.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter - Papyrus the Skeleton

Satisfied with the message I placed it on top of the items and made sure it unshrunk being taken out of the box without the need of extra magic. I tied it securely and added an unbreaking charm to the outside so it wouldn't be broken in the fall.

Hedwig was perched, waiting for her delivery.

"Alright girl. Remember, when you reach the hole, drop it. I'm sure he'd love to see you again but I don't want you to be trapped too." I give her a few extra owl treats and she hoots happily and gives me a look. 'I'm not an idiot'. One last pet and she takes the box with her talons and flies off into the night. To wherever the mountain lay.

My heart feels lighter of the burden and I sleep with a smile on my face.

[A/N]

Here it is!

I'm not worthy of being called a writer for such a long delay between chapters.

But I didn't finish what I wanted to add onto this and you all have been extremely patient with me. And so very quiet.

I got distracted by the many other stories I thought up and this is all I have to show for it.

The next chapter won't be for while I will warn you.

Merry Christmas! And any other Holiday you Celebrate this time of year!