Ok well… sorry for lack of update… needed the right inspiration as always. Well now I have it so here's the ending you've all been waiting for. Yay.
Disclaimer: Nothing is owned by me. ABSOLUTLEY NOTHING. Oh and the song used is a tribute to the former Barry White. May he rest in peace. (If you want to hear the song used, download "You're the First, the Last, my Everything.") Enjoy the ending!
********* A Winter Spell
Chapter 4- It's Christmas… Yippee
They could feel it in the air. They could smell that oh so familiar aroma of pine and baked goods. But for a change, the students were able to hear some… Christmas jazz by the teachers and ghosts of Hogwarts during the Christmas feast. Indeed it was a treat for everyone. All their favorite Muggle Christmas tunes jazzed up for that 40's feel. All the trio could do was smile and say "Wow."
"Whoa… McGonagall plays a mean trombone," said Ron.
"Yeah, well, you should see Snape on the sax," replied Harry, "… He's pretty good actually."
"Yeah… Merlin's beard! Look at professor Flitwick on the trumpet!" said Hermione, "He looks like Dizzy Gilespie when he plays!" Everyone watched, and sure enough, professor Flitwick's cheeks did puff up like a hamster with a mouth full of nuts.
"Well, this is a side of Hogwarts I'd definitely want to see again," stated Harry.
"I agree with you mate. Say, why don't we go to the astronomy tower and see if it's snowing?" asked Ron.
"I'd love to go," answered Hermione.
"I would too, but there's some business I have to do with Colin taking pictures of me then putting a spell on the picture that makes it look like I'm Santa," replied Harry.
"Yikes… you'd better do that. Well, let's go 'Mione."
"Yes, let's." And off they went with more swinging music in the background.
"Man, I really hope the professors play again next year. It really takes your mind off of anything troublesome in your head and reminds you of how good life can be," said Ron.
"I agree. Not to mention we see another side of the professors. I wonder where all of them learned how to play," replied Hermione.
"Yeah, that really is something."
"Hey, Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"What's your Christmas wish this year?"
"Huh?"
"Well, isn't there a special something that you'd like to have for Christmas?"
"Hm, let's see… I guess I'd say that I hope the gift I gave to a person who means a lot to me makes her realize how much she means to me," At that very moment, the Hogwarts Big Band started to play a slow dance version to The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire),"Would you like to dance, Hermione?"
"I'd love to." And so they danced. Ron kept wondering if he should tell her right then and there, with her head so close to his chest. He kept contemplating, but decided not to. His gift would say a whole lot. While they were dancing, it began to snow lightly, making it more magical than any charms or potions either of the two Gryffindors knew. The song ended with Snape doing a very jazzy scale while the rest of the band held the last chord.
"Wow, I'd never imagine Snape having so much talent in jazz," said Ron.
"Me neither," replied Hermione. The two broke apart, but Hermione managed to say one thing before their hands unlinked, "That was wonderful."
"Thanks."
"We should do this another time."
"Yeah, we definitely should." Now that the snow was starting to fall down a little heavier, the two decided to go back to the common room. "I wonder what Harry would say if he saw us up there…"
"Who knows? But do we want to?"
"I can arrange that." Ron and Hermione both gasped as they saw Harry at the portrait, "Very interesting. Well, I'm sure you too had fun, but I think it's time for a bit of sleep. We all want to wake up bright and early now don't we?"
"Yes," Ron and Hermione replied quickly. Luckily for them, their blushing seemed to go unnoticed.
"Well, goodnight, 'Mione," said Ron, "I had a great time with you tonight."
"Goodnight to you too, Ron. I also had a lot of fun tonight. Sweet dreams!" Indeed Ron did have some very enjoyable dreams. But towards the end, those silly little sugar plums decided to appear in his dreams again. Well, at least it's Christmas. With that thought, however, Ron noticed he was awake. First awake as well. Excellent, all is according to plan. Now to commence "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas." With that, Ron left to go to the owlry.
As everybody else awoke, they all congregated in the common room where presents were dispersed and opened with relish. Everybody loved their gifts, but the front of Hermione's card told her to open her gift in her room. She did so and found the most beautiful blue feather she had ever seen. Attached to the blue feather was a piece of paper. The paper read: A long time ago, there used to be a man who was deeply in love with a girl. This man, however, was very shy so in order to show his affection to the love of his life, he went out in search of the perfect item to express how he felt about her. He searched and searched until his quest led him to a family of blue birds. These birds were the most beautiful birds he'd ever seen. One of the birds dropped a feather, and the man knew exactly what to do. He sent the flower to the woman he loved and proposed. They then became man and wife. The tradition of giving this blue bird's feather is practiced in and around Flower Bud City. Hermione could not believe what she read. He… loves me. But that was not all that was in the card. A second piece of paper came out with Ron's handwriting telling her to go to the owlry. She did so and found that everything was quiet. Quite unusual for there being hundreds of owls. She then saw Ron in the center of what looked like a stage.
"Ron? What are you doing here?"
"Putting on a show for you." The music started and began to play Barry White's "You're the First, the Last, my Everything." (A/N: I AM REALLY SORRY. I could not find the lyrics to the song. However, if you decided to download this song, you'll find it very fitting.)
********* After the song
Ron stood there for a moment. Singing something in a very deep voice was hard for him to do. While he looked down at the ground catching his breathe, Hermione went up to him.
"Ron… I'm sorry, but I don't feel the same for you." With that, Ron felt so devastated that he could've died right there and then. "… JUST KIDDING!"
"Ahh why'd you do that?!?!" asked Ron, trying to make a straight face after laughing and crying at the same time.
"Because you've had all the fun in making jokes," she replied. With that, Ron went up to Hermione and held her lovingly. He spoke softly into her ear saying,
"You've always been teasing me all these years haven't you? Well, now I think the teasing should stop." So with that, Ron leaned towards Hermione and Hermione put her arms around his neck and finally, after many years of desire and yearning for each other, the two Gryffindors shared their first kiss.
The End… yay.
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So, what did you think? Review and tell me if I should continue this or work on something else. Until my next installment.
--Satsukiyami
Disclaimer: Nothing is owned by me. ABSOLUTLEY NOTHING. Oh and the song used is a tribute to the former Barry White. May he rest in peace. (If you want to hear the song used, download "You're the First, the Last, my Everything.") Enjoy the ending!
********* A Winter Spell
Chapter 4- It's Christmas… Yippee
They could feel it in the air. They could smell that oh so familiar aroma of pine and baked goods. But for a change, the students were able to hear some… Christmas jazz by the teachers and ghosts of Hogwarts during the Christmas feast. Indeed it was a treat for everyone. All their favorite Muggle Christmas tunes jazzed up for that 40's feel. All the trio could do was smile and say "Wow."
"Whoa… McGonagall plays a mean trombone," said Ron.
"Yeah, well, you should see Snape on the sax," replied Harry, "… He's pretty good actually."
"Yeah… Merlin's beard! Look at professor Flitwick on the trumpet!" said Hermione, "He looks like Dizzy Gilespie when he plays!" Everyone watched, and sure enough, professor Flitwick's cheeks did puff up like a hamster with a mouth full of nuts.
"Well, this is a side of Hogwarts I'd definitely want to see again," stated Harry.
"I agree with you mate. Say, why don't we go to the astronomy tower and see if it's snowing?" asked Ron.
"I'd love to go," answered Hermione.
"I would too, but there's some business I have to do with Colin taking pictures of me then putting a spell on the picture that makes it look like I'm Santa," replied Harry.
"Yikes… you'd better do that. Well, let's go 'Mione."
"Yes, let's." And off they went with more swinging music in the background.
"Man, I really hope the professors play again next year. It really takes your mind off of anything troublesome in your head and reminds you of how good life can be," said Ron.
"I agree. Not to mention we see another side of the professors. I wonder where all of them learned how to play," replied Hermione.
"Yeah, that really is something."
"Hey, Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"What's your Christmas wish this year?"
"Huh?"
"Well, isn't there a special something that you'd like to have for Christmas?"
"Hm, let's see… I guess I'd say that I hope the gift I gave to a person who means a lot to me makes her realize how much she means to me," At that very moment, the Hogwarts Big Band started to play a slow dance version to The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire),"Would you like to dance, Hermione?"
"I'd love to." And so they danced. Ron kept wondering if he should tell her right then and there, with her head so close to his chest. He kept contemplating, but decided not to. His gift would say a whole lot. While they were dancing, it began to snow lightly, making it more magical than any charms or potions either of the two Gryffindors knew. The song ended with Snape doing a very jazzy scale while the rest of the band held the last chord.
"Wow, I'd never imagine Snape having so much talent in jazz," said Ron.
"Me neither," replied Hermione. The two broke apart, but Hermione managed to say one thing before their hands unlinked, "That was wonderful."
"Thanks."
"We should do this another time."
"Yeah, we definitely should." Now that the snow was starting to fall down a little heavier, the two decided to go back to the common room. "I wonder what Harry would say if he saw us up there…"
"Who knows? But do we want to?"
"I can arrange that." Ron and Hermione both gasped as they saw Harry at the portrait, "Very interesting. Well, I'm sure you too had fun, but I think it's time for a bit of sleep. We all want to wake up bright and early now don't we?"
"Yes," Ron and Hermione replied quickly. Luckily for them, their blushing seemed to go unnoticed.
"Well, goodnight, 'Mione," said Ron, "I had a great time with you tonight."
"Goodnight to you too, Ron. I also had a lot of fun tonight. Sweet dreams!" Indeed Ron did have some very enjoyable dreams. But towards the end, those silly little sugar plums decided to appear in his dreams again. Well, at least it's Christmas. With that thought, however, Ron noticed he was awake. First awake as well. Excellent, all is according to plan. Now to commence "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas." With that, Ron left to go to the owlry.
As everybody else awoke, they all congregated in the common room where presents were dispersed and opened with relish. Everybody loved their gifts, but the front of Hermione's card told her to open her gift in her room. She did so and found the most beautiful blue feather she had ever seen. Attached to the blue feather was a piece of paper. The paper read: A long time ago, there used to be a man who was deeply in love with a girl. This man, however, was very shy so in order to show his affection to the love of his life, he went out in search of the perfect item to express how he felt about her. He searched and searched until his quest led him to a family of blue birds. These birds were the most beautiful birds he'd ever seen. One of the birds dropped a feather, and the man knew exactly what to do. He sent the flower to the woman he loved and proposed. They then became man and wife. The tradition of giving this blue bird's feather is practiced in and around Flower Bud City. Hermione could not believe what she read. He… loves me. But that was not all that was in the card. A second piece of paper came out with Ron's handwriting telling her to go to the owlry. She did so and found that everything was quiet. Quite unusual for there being hundreds of owls. She then saw Ron in the center of what looked like a stage.
"Ron? What are you doing here?"
"Putting on a show for you." The music started and began to play Barry White's "You're the First, the Last, my Everything." (A/N: I AM REALLY SORRY. I could not find the lyrics to the song. However, if you decided to download this song, you'll find it very fitting.)
********* After the song
Ron stood there for a moment. Singing something in a very deep voice was hard for him to do. While he looked down at the ground catching his breathe, Hermione went up to him.
"Ron… I'm sorry, but I don't feel the same for you." With that, Ron felt so devastated that he could've died right there and then. "… JUST KIDDING!"
"Ahh why'd you do that?!?!" asked Ron, trying to make a straight face after laughing and crying at the same time.
"Because you've had all the fun in making jokes," she replied. With that, Ron went up to Hermione and held her lovingly. He spoke softly into her ear saying,
"You've always been teasing me all these years haven't you? Well, now I think the teasing should stop." So with that, Ron leaned towards Hermione and Hermione put her arms around his neck and finally, after many years of desire and yearning for each other, the two Gryffindors shared their first kiss.
The End… yay.
*********
So, what did you think? Review and tell me if I should continue this or work on something else. Until my next installment.
--Satsukiyami