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Slightly more perverted "Harry Potter" Reboot	By : Artemis1990 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 386959 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 37
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter or anything related to it and therefore does not earn anything from writing this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter 7 : Hagrid’s Egg
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other rights related to it. All of them belongs to JK Rowling

Harry wakes up on his bed to the still darkness outside of the window of their dormitory. He shivered slightly from the cold winter air and a glance toward the clock hanging on the wall showed that it was barely pass 6.30 in the morning, the normal time for him to wake up before class… and incidentally, the time he used to wake up so that he won’t be late on making breakfast at Privet Drive.
The boy makes a rueful smile as he thinks to himself, ‘Old habit dies hard it seems...’ The black haired 11 years old hops off his bed and grab his clothes and towel before heading toward the shower. With most of the Hufflepuff students already gone back to their homes, Harry decides that he can afford to take his time in the morning; the hot water against his skin relieves him from the cold air even temporarily but also allows him to wash off the remaining sleeping dust.
It is half an hour later that Harry finally emerges from the shower room, clean and dressed for the day. With nothing else to do, he decides to go into the common room and wait for the other remaining students to appear though he suspect that most of them won’t be waking up anytime soon. He emerges from the barrel entrance and immediately greeted by a familiar female voice, “Good morning and Merry Christmas, Harry. You’re still quite an early riser, aren’t you?”
Harry smiles toward the owner of the voice who apparently now possesses the ability to tell his presence without looking away from her book as he replies back, “Good morning and Merry Christmas for you too, Hermione. You’re not one to talk since you obviously had woken up earlier than I do.”
The brunette finally lowers the book covering her face and looks toward her best friend with a quizzical, “What makes you think that?”
Harry’s smile grows wider as he points toward the half plate of sandwich and half empty cup of tea sitting next to the girl as he replies, “That proves that you have been here for a while before I came in.”
The girl finally shrugs and smiles as she speaks again, “Guilty as charged. By the way, you got some presents under the Christmas tree. I didn’t open them, of course.”
Harry’s expression shows his confusion as he reiterates the girl’s sentence, “A present? For me? Who would?”
Hermione looks at the boy with equal look of confusion as she replies, “Why not? You sound like you never got a Christmas present, ever.”
Harry shakes his head as he speaks again, “Because I never did, Hermione. My… “family” never bothers to give me one and there is no reason for anyone else to do so.”
Hermione stands up from her seat and approaches Harry before hugging him close as she speaks, “I’m sorry, Harry. I shouldn’t have said that.”
Harry hugs the girl back and shakes his head as he answers with a smile, “its okay, Hermione. You didn’t know and it doesn’t bother me anymore. I just… got used to it. I appreciate your thought though.” The two stayed for a few more minutes before finally letting go.
As the two separates, Hermione immediately goes toward the pile of presents under the Christmas tree and removes one of them which is the size of a medium sized box before going back to Harry. The brunette then hands the present toward the boy as she speaks, “Well congratulation on getting your first Christmas present, Harry. This one is from me. I was thinking of letting you find it under the tree but I think your first present is better to be personally given.”
Harry smiles ear to ear as he accepts the gift, “Thank you, Hermione. Can I open it?” It only takes a nod from the brunette before Harry takes off the bow and wrapper on the cube shaped present and opens the box to find a chocolate frog inside holding a hand-written card in its mouth that says “Merry Christmas, Harry Potter. From Hermione Granger.”
Harry takes the card from the frog and reads it several times before looking up to the brunette who says, “I’m sorry, I asked a fourth year to buy it for me during her hogsmade visit because I heard they are really good. If I had known this would be your first Christmas present, I’d have asked her to buy something better.”
The bespectacled boy shakes his head vigorously as her takes the frog and break a small piece of it before putting it in his mouth, savouring the sweet milk chocolate melting in his mouth before swallowing it and replies to her, “Don’t be, Hermione. It’s the thought that count for me and it’s very thoughtful of you. Thank you very much.”
The two 11 years olds exchanges smiles with each other before Harry finally speaks again, “Well, shall we go for breakfast, now?” which makes Hermione give him a confused look, “You aren’t going to open the other presents?”
This time, it is Harry’s turn to give the brunette a confused look which she then explains, “I said there are presents for you, Harry. Plural, means that I wasn’t the only one giving you present, you got some from other people too.”
Harry raises his eyebrows as he walks toward the Christmas tree where a pile of presents still sitting there waiting to be opened. Sure enough, two other boxes has his name on it which he takes from the pile before bringing it back to the couch where Hemione is waiting. Both boxes are roughly the same size and does not weight much different from each other although the wrappings are distinctly different.
Deciding that trying to determine the content is impossible for both boxes, he picks one randomly before opening it. Inside, he finds a book that he recognizes to be a copy of his own charm textbook, a previous edition by the looks of it. Taking the book from the box, he turns the title page and nearly drops it as he looks at the name written at the first page, “Lily Evans. Gryffindor”
Seeing Harry’s shocked expression, Hermione take a peek on the page and immediately understands, “It is your mom’s first year charm text book. There is no sender card… I wonder who sent it to you. whoever that is must have been really close with your mom to have possess something that belonged to her.”
Harry simply nods; not trusting his voice to not blow the secret as he has a distinct idea who would send him the book. Who else could it be but the person who has been his mother’s best friend during her early years at Hogwart, one Professor Severus Snape.
Putting down the book back into the box, Harry turns toward the other box wondering if the other box contains something that belonged to his father sent by McGonagal. Hermione sensing her best friend’s reluctance decide to speak it, “I can leave you alone if you want me to, Harry. It might be something that your father left for you alone.”
Harry looks at the girl with grateful expression but shakes his head side to side, “Stay Hermione. I don’t mind... in fact, I’ll feel better if you stay.”
The brunette nods silently as Harry unwraps the box and takes out a dark brown cloak from it. The material seem to glitter slightly under the light and feels like velvet under his fingers. Under the cloak, Hermione notices a folded parchment which, with Harry’s permission, she opens and read, “I borrowed this from your father a long time ago. Use it well. There is no sender name either though… I wonder what’s so special about this one….”
Harry shrugs, the cloak feels soft and very light but otherwise doesn’t seem to be anything special. Deciding that he has nothing else to do with it other than trying it on, he puts the cloak around him and immediately hears Hermione gasps. Understandably so as the moment Harry puts the cloak on, his entire body from the neck below vanishes leaving him looking like a floating head.
He takes the cloak off and his body immediately back in view. The black haired boy tries putting it on and taking it off again several times as his face immediately brightens as he exclaims, “Cool! This thing is awesome.”
Hermione smiles at him as she speaks, “That’s an invisibility cloak, I hear it’s extremely rare and valuable. You might want to keep that 1 hidden, Harry. Someone might try to loot it if they know that you have one.” Harry simply nods as he takes off the cloak and goes back to his dorm to hide it at the bottom of his trunk along with the book before emerging once again at the common room with Hermione still waiting there for him before they both head to the great hall for breakfast.
The seats in the great hall is mostly empty due to the lack of students in sight, both due to most of them has gone home that day before or still sleeping on their own beds, taking advantage of the holiday means no real reason not to sleep in.
The atmosphere in the huge room though is unmistably festive; The castle apparently has pulled all the stops with the decorations. Small christmas trees are located between the house tables, each of them decorated extensively with white and red ribbons as well as various christmas decorations, even the stars at their top seem to be glowing bright enough to resemble a real one.
Mistletoes are floating in the air and constantly moving around gently around the room, all of them decorated with ribbons which flap resembling butterfly wings. Even the food on the table shows the christmas spirit of the castle with everything being traditional christmas cuisine, Slices of Roasted Turkey meat, Mince Pies, Chocolate Yule Log cake, Even chocolate puddings with mint and raspberry topping making them looking like Christmas cake. Even someone who is not very familiar with Christmas celebration like Harry have no difficulty deciding that the amount of festive celebration in the castle is far from normal although in the good way.
Harry leads Hermione toward the Hufflepuff table so they can start their breakfast before asking, “So Hermione, you told me that will not be going back to Crawley for Christmas holiday this year but you never did get around to tell me why.” The bespectacled boy grabs one of the roast turkey slice from the silver platter before continuing with serious tone, “I hope you didn’t just decide to stay here just to keep me company instead of spending it with your family, I will be very upset with you if you did.”
Hermione shakes her head as she picks up a roast potato from the small platter next to the turkey as she replies, “Of course not, Harry. I do usually spend christmas time together with my parents but this year, they are attending a conference and will not be home for christmas. I did offer to come with them but they told me that the conference would be extremely boring and it is better for me to stay at school instead with my friends.”
Harry nods as he accepts the brunette's explanation before speaking again, "well, we don't have class for today. Why don't we visit Hagrid? We had been so busy with class that we haven't been able to see him since we arrive to the castle."
The brunette next to him nods once as she swallows before answering with a with smile, "Great idea, Harry. It would be great if we can keep him company, it must be quite lonely to be living alone in his hut all the time."
The two first years quickly finished their breakfast as the other remaining students starts to enter the great hall for their own breakfast. They immediately makes their way toward the forbidden forest or the edge of it to be exact where Hagrid's hut is located.
As they approaches, the white smoke coming out of the chimney clues them that the massive man is home and probably cooking his own breakfast. They quicken their pace until they reches the massive wooden door that obviously modified to accomodate the house's occupant.*
They knocks on the door and immediately rewarded by a familiar voice, "Come in, the door is unlocked" Harry and Hermione nods at each other as they put their hands on the door and push it open. As they enter, they are greeted by the sight of Hagrid stirring something inside a pot with a laddle.
The man turns his head to look at them and smiles as he immediately stop what he is doing to approach them, "Harry and Hermione, it is great to see you two. Why don't you two takes a seat and tell me What brings you both here instead of preparing to go back to London?"
Harry exchange glances with Hermione before replying, "Well... You know how the Dursleys are so I'd rather stay here for christmas instead od with them. As for Hermione, her parents had an important matter to take care of outside the country so they suggest that she stays at school too instead."
Hagrid nods his head several times in understanding as he replies, "Well, that cannot be helped, I guess..." the bearded man finally stops stirring his cauldron and reaches for a pot as he removed something from inside the cauldron before putting it on the table as he speaks, "Well, I'm sure that you two will find something to do here at Hogwarts… Nothing mischievous, I hope?”
Harry gives a small smile at the gentle giant of a man as he replies, “Of course not, Hagrid. Wouldn’t dream of it.” Hermione finally cannot stifle her curiosity anymore and asks, “What are you cooking, Hagrid? It seem like you have been stirring the pot for a long time so I thought you were making a soup but I saw that you picked up something solid from it, just what is in the pot?”
The man smiles widely from ears to ears as he replies, “Oh, I wasn’t cooking, Hermione. Here, let me show ya… this is something that I have always dreamed of since I was your age.”
Hagrid reaches into the pot with his still mitten hands and removes what look like a stone from inside before putting it on the table. The item in the table is oval shaped with smooth surface at the size of a quaffle and it is dark purplish in colour. Harry looks at the item in confusion, unable to tell what the round thing is exactly and why it makes Hagrid so giddy with excitement. Hermione though is another matter entirely as her eyes widen as she lets out a gasp, “Hagrid… don’t tell me this is a….”
Hagrid’s smile grows wider if it is even possible as he nods, “Yes, Hermione. A dragon egg, a real one and I have been keeping it warm for a while now. It should hatch anytime soon by the looks of it.”
This time Harry mirrors his best friend’s reaction as he exclaims, “A dragon egg? I thought it is an extremely dangerous thing and illegal to own one. Hagrid, are you sure it is safe to keep it here?”
Hagrid rolls his eyes as he replies, “You’re overreacting, Harry. Don’t worry, I know what I am doing and… oh my, look its moving, that means that it will hatch soon and I will have a baby dragon of my own.” Harry exchange glances with Hermione, they both knows that it looks like nothing they say about the danger of owning a dragon egg will get through to Hagrid… which means they need to find another plan.
Finally they turn back to Hagrid, “Well… umm… it’s nice to see you again, Hagrid. We’ve just remembered that we promise to meet our friends in the great hall… so… umm… see you.” Since Hagrid seem to be very preoccupied by his egg, the only reaction they get from him is just a nod of confirmation that he heard them before they makes their way out of the door.*
The moment they walks through the door, both first years dash toward the castle as fast as their legs can carry them. They soon reaches the library and huddled across each other on one of the table at the deserted corner before Hermione sets the ball rolling, “We need to get that egg out of Hogwart, Hagrid can get into serious trouble with the ministry if they finds out he is keeping a Grade A dangerous goods illegally.”
Harry replies with the same sense of urgency, “Don’t you think I know that, Hermione? The question is how? You saw that thing yourself, it looks ready to break open already and I’m more concerned about his safety, that dragon could easily burn his hut down with one misplaced fire breath.”
Suddenly, someone else interrupts their conversation from the side, “Burn down who?” Both Hufflepuffs immediately turns their face toward the source of the voice and immediately comes face to face with a familiar face, “Oh hi, Daphne, Tracey. We’re just talking about Hagrid’s new… interest.”
The Slytherins raises their eyebrows at the same time as they each pulls out a chair for themselves before Daphne speaks up, “Hagrid? You mean Rubeus Hagrid, the school groundkeeper?”
Harry and Hermione nods at the same time as the latter explains, “Well… he was an old friend of Harry’s parents. We’ve just visited him in his hut and… we found out that he has recently got his hands on a rather… troublesome item. So we’re thinking of a way to smuggle that thing out of Hogwart so he won’t get into trouble over it.”
This time Daphne and Tracey looks at each other before turning back to the Puffs’, “What about the Weasley twins?” Hermione raises her eyebrows as she replies, “Weasley who?”
Tracey immediately explains to the Hufflepuff duo, “They are Gryffindor third years who kind of… known for being notorious pranksters. They regularly smuggle items from Hogsmead or Diagon Alley into the school but no one ever been able to proof that they did it. If anyone knows how to get questionable items out of Hogewart without anyone else knowing, they are you guys.”
Hermione bites her lower lips, something that the others on the table have recognized as her “thinking pose” before she turns to Harry, “Well… I guess it worth a shot… what do you think, Harry?”
The other Puff shrugs his shoulders before replying, “I don’t usually like pranksters, as far as I know, it is only called a “prank” when they aren’t on the receiving end of it while to the target, they might as well be a bully.” He takes a deep breath before continuing, “But… if they can get Hagrid out of the future problem then… I’m willing to take the chance.”
Hermione nods once before turning back to the other two, “So… where can we find them, are they still in the school?” Daphne immediately replies, “I think they are still in the great hall when we left, they might still be there.” Hermione and Harry turns to each other and nods at the same time as they stands up at the same time… only to hear another pair of chairs move across them as Daphne and Tracey stands up too.
The Slytherins looks at the Puffs’ questioning look which causes Daphne to roll her eyes, “What? You think we’d let you do this alone? We’re friends, Harry and friends help each other, we want in.”

JM: Thank you. Thinking of getting a beta, yes but finding one would be another thing entirely. The problem being my update on the story is sporadic at best according to my muse and I don’t want to saddle anyone with that especially since they most likely has their own RL too.
Dylan: Hermione was in the bathroom for personal reflection of her action. That and she actually wasn’t in there for that long since the timing between Harry entering the Great hall and the Troll notice is only about 10 – 15 minutes in between. As for the chaser thing, I’ll admit that my primary reason is that Harry is supposedly a natural flier and a beater needs great physical strength, not something that Harry is known for. Why not make him seeker then? Because I happen to think that Seeker is a bloody boring position to be at.
Amanda B: Thank you very much.
Ibris: It won’t be put aside completely, I promise you that there is a good reason why I post this story here and not ff.net; it’s just temporarily put on hold because of their age. It will gradually happen starting on either latter first year or second year and builds up from there. I ask only that you be patient till then.
TharzZzDunN: Because their cottage is in the middle of mediteranean sea, there has never been any other information of where it is exactly but since this is the Dursley we’re talking about, I’m assuming that Venon just rent the most remote property from land to get away from the “freaks”
J: I respect and take into account RELEVANT and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, telling me make a story to cater to your taste is neither. Tell me how to improve my grammar, tell me how to structure my paragraphs, Tell me that there is a point I need to expand more or less, those are good reviews. Telling me that “Your portrayal of Hermione / Harry / Ron / etc sucks” is NEITHER relevant not constructive, this is just plain flaming.
paul120: Thank you very much
potrot: It will happen, just not YET. I promise :)
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