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The Best Christmas Ever
By Katie Porter

Christmas was here, at last. Harry was leaving Hogwarts for the holidays again. He was going to spend it at 12 Grimmauld Place, with the Weasleys. In addition, the entire Order would be staying for the holidays this year. Harry was at his bed in the dormitory, packing his trunk. As he looked under the bed for any spare socks, he noticed a book called “The Beginner’s Guide to Flobberworms.”

“That’s odd,” he thought, scratching his head. “I don’t remember ever buying this book.” Harry started to flip through the pages, looking for any sign of the owner’s identity. Just then, a very flustered Dean Thomas ran into the room and straight to his bed. He started searching frantically under his bed, and then noticed Harry hold the book.

“Oh good, you found it! I’ve been searching for this all week!” Dean said, abandoning the mess he had just made. “Oh, this is yours? I found it under my bed and was wondering…hey, wait a minute. Why do you have a guide to flobberworms?” Harry asked. “Well, can you keep a secret?” Dean asked. Harry nodded his head yes. “Well, you see Harry…I’m deathly terrified of them.” Harry shook his head. “Wait, you’re scared of flobberworms? Wow, Dean. But don’t worry, I won’t tell.” Harry promised.

“Thanks Harry! You’re a real pal!” said Dean, as he quickly left the room. Harry rolled his eyes and went back under the bed, pairing his last two socks. He then remembered something from his first year, and made a mental note about something that he had to do before Christmas day. Just then, Ron Weasley entered the room. “C’mon mate, Mum and Ginny are waiting for us downstairs. We’re going to take a portkey, and then we can go to Diagon Alley!”

They arrived at the headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix. The old house look a lot better than it had when Harry had left for school in September. He brought his trunk up to the room that he and Ron would be sharing once again and then went downstairs to use floo powder to get to Diagon Alley. He and Ron spent a few hours shopping there. The stopped by Fred and George’s shop, Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, and were immediately given bags and boxes of things to bring back to school with them, plus a catalog for the new stuff. Right before they went back to Grimmauld Place, Harry ran into a nearby clothing store and came back with a wrapped box. When Ron asked him what it was, Harry wouldn’t tell him.

Finally, it was Christmas Eve. The members of the order filled the house. Luckily, Mrs. Weasley had been able to magically expand the rooms and add some extra beds and couches in the various rooms so that everyone could stay there. Right after dinner, while the adults sat around drinking coffee and talking about various boring things, Harry and Ron went upstairs with Fred and George, who said they had something to show them. They followed them to a bathroom, where they saw a bottle of shampoo that was supposed to “make hair shiny and lustrous.” The twins laughed. “Hey, let’s make it so that the person will have REALLY shiny hair,” George said, and Fred replaced the contents of the shampoo bottle with vegetable oil. They then hurriedly fled from the room, and saw Dobby, the house-elf, walking towards Buckbeak the Hippogriff’s room. He was even wearing his tea-cozy, which he saved for “special occasions.”

“Wow, even Dobby’s in the holiday spirit,” said Ron. The boys were feeling a bit tipsy from too much eggnog, and Ron kept making jokes about his “inner-eye,” in imitation of Professor Trelawney. “Oh, Harry, I predict that in precisely ten seconds you will fall out of your chair,” Ron said, as Harry watched the seconds change on his wrist watch. After ten seconds had passed, Harry purposely fell out of the chair. Ginny, who had been watching the entire ordeal, said “Oh my goodness, Ron! You said it would happen and it did!” in a squeaky falsetto. Ron then turned to her and said “My child, the inner eye never lies,” and the three of started laughing hysterically.

The next morning, everyone went downstairs for breakfast. Fred and George quietly said to Harry and Ron, “Well, we found out who the shampoo belonged to.” The boys looked and saw that Professor Snape’s hair was even greasier looking than usual. They quickly hid their laughter before Snape could see them laughing. Then, it was time to exchange gifts.

Harry looked around the room at his friends and professors, watching them exchange gifts. Someone had given tiny Professor Flitwick a gift certificate for a year’s worth of tap dancing lessons. Another person had given Mr. Weasley a lava lamp, which he was examining delightedly. Just then, Harry noticed that Dumbledore was about to open his gift. He noticed the twinkle in Dumbledore’s eye when he looked into the box and saw many pairs of thick, warm socks. He looked at Harry, nodded his head in thanks, and gave a wink. Just then, Harry heard a confused noise come out of Ron. He turned around and saw that Professor Trelawney had just given Ron a gift. “Now, Mr. Weasley, this is no ordinary crystal ball,” she was saying. “This is the first crystal ball that I had ever owned. I’ve been waiting for many years to find the right person to pass it on to, and I noticed last night that you were following your inner eye and that your predictions were coming true. Use this gift well, child.”

As Professor Trelawney walked away from Ron, Harry couldn’t help but laugh. Trelawney, who he had always known was slightly out of it, had believed in Ron’s “visions” the night before. “Well, Ron, I guess you’ll be getting better grades in divination from now on,” Harry said, still laughing. This had been the best Christmas ever.

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