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First of all: Thank you all for the reviews for
SoS!
Second: I’ve decided to throw SotP away, since
I just can’t bring myself to write it as I planned it. I hope that I will bring
this here out the way I’ve planned.
Third: I know, it’s a stupid title, but I
wanted another SoS-combination ;p
So, much fun with the first chapter!
History Larissa Gweneve belongs to Calm Serene.
Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we’ve no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Hermione stood in front of the window in her
Bedroom. She brought her arms around her in front of her chest and sighed. Today
was the 24th of December. The sky seemed to almost touch the land,
which was unfortunately still rather green than white.
“Mommy, do you really believe that it will snow
until tomorrow?” Hermione looked down into the icy-grey-blue eyes of her son.
Nathaniel looked at her so hopefully, that she simply had to smile. She stroke
over his soft, blonde hair and lifted him up, so that he could sit down on the
windowsill. And now, as mother and son were looking out of the window together,
she kissed his hair and rested her chin on top of his head.
“Of course it will snow. You will see, tomorrow
will everything be white. Your Daddy promised you, did you forget it?”
Nathanielded.ded.
“But he also promised that he’d be back until
Christmas.” Nathaniel whispered sadly. Hermione swallowed.
“He will be back in time, I’m sure.” She
whispered above her son’s head.
“Have you finished decorating the living room?”
she asked suddenly, and tried through this to change the theme as well as the mood.
Nathaniel nodded slowly and continued to look out of the window.
“Do you want to show me what you’ve made out of
it?” Hermione reached for his hand and the five-year-old hopped down from the
windowsill and took his mother’s hand. He led her down the stairs and into the
living room. In one corner stood a large Christmas tree. This year they
decorated it in white and silver. Everywhere in the room were candles and
stars, snowmen and Christmas paintings from the children.
When Hermione entered the room together with
Nathaniel, she saw Felicitas bent over a piece of paper, a red crayon in her
hand. Narcissa sat next to her smilsmiled down at the picture of the girl.
Fitasitas looked up and smiled when she saw her
mother.
“Mommy! Look what I’ve made!” shed thd the
paper up to her mother and Hermione took it and looked at it. Felicitas had
obviously made a picture of her family. There were Draco and herself. Nathaniel
and Felicitas, Narcissa. And Damon and his girlfriend Tori. And of course Thora
and Sean.
“It’s beautiful.” Felicitas smiled proudly up
at her mother. Nathaniel whispered something to his sister. The little girl
nodded her head and ran after her brother out of the living room. Hermione
looked at the Christmas tree and felt a sudden pain in her heart. ‘Oh Draco,
I hope you manage to keep your promise!’ she thought to herself.
She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned
around to look into the warm eyes of her mother-in-law. Narcissa smiled
reassuring at the young woman and squeezed her shoulder lightly.
“I’m sure he’ll be back by tonight!”
“I hope so! I haven’t heard anything from him
since two weeks. And I have this bad feeling that the next thing I hear will be
the message that he won’t make it back for the holidays.” Hermione sighed.
“You have to think positive, darling. He will
be back in time, I’m sure! I’ll go and make some hot chocolate for the two. Do
you want one too? Maybe some Christmas biscuits with it?” Hermione smiled and
nodded and watched Narcissa walking towards the kitchen.
She walked over to the window and looked out
into the grey countryside. Only a few more hours until the day was over. She
had hoped, that they would be able to go all together to the church this
evening.
Damon and Tori were doing some last minute shopping,
while Thora was called into the nearby village to help a young woman who was
giving birth to her first child today. Sean was out in the forest, making sure
all the animals would have a merry Christmas themselves.
But she was sure, that all of them would be
back in time. But Draco… She took a deep breath and sighed dreamily. Even when
he wasn’t here could she smell him everywhere in the house. It helped her to
not go insane when he was away.
She knew it was silly, but she loved him more with
every day that passed. And each day that they were parted hurt like a century.
“AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” She was pulled back
from her thoughts by Felicitas’ screaming. She turned around and saw her two
children running towards her.
“MOMMY!” They were hiding behind Hermione’s
skirt and panted heavily. Hermione looked confused down at them but before she
received an answer she saw a black
figure standing in the doorway.
“Who are you?” She demanded, her eyebrows
raised at the intruder while she felt that Felicitas was gripping the fabric of
her skirt even tighter in her small hands. Instead of receiving an answer, the
dark clothed figure came closer to her.
Hermione pushed her children in the direction
of the kitchen and the two understood immediately. They took off out of the
living room, Nathaniel holding his sister’s hand tightly in his own hand.
“I’m warning you! My husband will be here any
minute, and he won’t be too happy about anyone trying to scare me, or worse, do
our family any harm!” Hermione said to the stranger, her head held high.
But the only response she got was a dry laugh.
And still was the gap between the two becoming smallith ith every moment.
“What is there to laugh about?”
rea really think your husband will jump out of
nowhere and attack me?”
Hermione swallowed and licked her lips. What
could she answer without seeming totally stupid? And again this dry laugh.
“See, you don’t even believe it yourself!”
Just a few more steps and he would be right in
front of her. No way to escape…
“What do you want?” Hermione demanded when he
was only inches away from her.
12.0pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>#+#+#+#+#+#+#
“Grandma!” Narcissa turned around and saw her
two grandchildren standing behind her. Their eyes were big and their breathing
went fast.
“He’s back!!!” He smiled.
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Hermione’s hands went up under the black hood
and ran over the smooth hair that she found there as the kiss deepened. The
hood fell off from his head and the light got caught in his light hair, letting
it shine almost silvery-gold. an>
His hands went down to her waist and he pulled
her closer to himself. Oh Merlin had he missed her! Three weeks had been way to
long to be away from her! Now, as he smelt her sweet sent again, as he saw her
beautiful brown eyes, as he felt her soft black hair underneath his hand…
Oh yes he had missed her!
He sat down on it and placed Hermione in his
lap, holding her close to him. Hermione laid her head on his shoulder and
played with the fabric of his cloak.
“I’ve missed you! Promise me you won’t stay so
long ever again!” he chuckled softly and kissed her on the top of her head.
“When did you know it was me?” He asked
silently against her hair.
“As soon as you entered the house!” He raised
his eyebrows and though she couldn’t see it she knew he did it.
“That’s the perfume I got you for last
Christmas!” he chuckled again and shook his head slightly when he looked around
the room. It was decorated perfect. Everything was held in green, red, silver
and gold. Yes, Christmas was the perfect holiday for them.
“The tree is beautiful!” Hermione smiled
against his chest.
“Your mother decorated it with Nat and Fee.”
“DADDY!!!!” As soon as the word was heard two
small figures jumped onto the couch and hugged their parents tightly.
“You made it!” Nathaniel exclaimed happily and
Dracrokeroke over his son’s head.
“Of course I did!” He smiled.
“I feared you wouldn’t be back in time for
Christmas!” Nathaniel admitted. And sat down in his mother’s lap. Draco laid
his free arm around Felicitas’ shoulder and pulled her into a sitting position
next to him.
“I would never lie to you.” Draco promised and
kissed first the small blonde and then the small blheadhead.
12.0pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Nathaniel and Felicitas jumped up from the
couch and ran to their grandmother and Draco arouse to finally greet his
mother.
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A few hours later, everyone was dressed and
ready for church. Draco and Damon were carrying Nathaniel and Felicitas while
Thora, Narcissa, Tori and Hermione were walking after them chatting about the
different Christmas presents they had bought, carefully not to let the two men
nor the children hear it.
Sean was outside with the carriages, waiting
patiently for the rest to arrive.
Once they had reached the church and stepped
outside a small white snowflake hit Nathaniel’s nose. He and Felicitas looked
up at the sky and saw that seemingly out of nowhere it started to snow.
“Oh! Look, Mommy, it’s snowing!” Felicitas
exclaimed and took her mother’s hand. Hermione smiled at Draco who gave her
look that said “Didn’t I tell you?”
“Well, if this isn’t the perfect start for a
merry Christmas.” Tori exclaimed and interlaced her fingers with Damon.
Hermione smiled at her brother and his girlfriend when Damon bent down and
kissed the top of Tori’s head. History Larissa Gweneve was 26 years old and
inseparable form Damon since three years. She had dark brown, wavy hair with
dark red streaks in it every now and then that reached the middle of her back.
Her eyes were a dark blue right now, like every time she was happy. Now, as she
smiled up at Damon you could see the light getting caught in her
tongue-piercing. Hermione remembered very well how some people had reacted when
they had seen her at first. Both her ears pierced some times (Her right ear was
three her left one four times pierced), a tongue-piercing and another piercing
in her navel. And to top all of this was History also a metamorphic. To bad she
wasn’t able to control it yet.
12.0pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>‘At least Damon knows exactly how she feels’
Hermione thought with a smile when she sat down next to Draco in the church,
Felicitas sitting on her lap.
“Mommy, will Lee and her father come over again
this Christmas?” Felicitas whispered to her mother.
“Yes. Her father promised to come for tomorrow
evening.” Her mother replied.
“Has Alex already answered?” Draco whispered to
his wife just before the music started to play. Hermione barely nodded and
mouthed ‘too’ which meant that Alexander Everdeen would also be coming the next
evening together with his wife and their five years old son.
“And I really have to put up with Weasley on
Christmas again?” Draco inquired when the pastor started the service. Hermione
narrowed her eyes playfully at him and hit him on his leg.
“Just like the past few years! You’ll survive
it!” Draco raised his eyebrows at her and opened the songbook like everyone
else.
O come all ye faithful
Joyful and triump
O come ye, come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold Him
Born the King of Angels
O clet let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
Jesus, the Lord
Sing choirs of angels
Sing in exaltation
Sing all ye citizens of heaven
Glory to God
Glory to the Highest
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
Jesus
Come and behold Him
Come and behold Him
Come and behold Him
Born the king of angels
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee
Born this happy morning
Jesus, to Thee, be all glory giv'n
Word of the father
Now in flesh appearing
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
Jesus
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
Jesus
O Jebr>
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Jesus
Let us adore
Let us adore
Let us adore
Let us adore
Let us adore
“I can already see it, one day he will be part
of the family!” Draco joked in a whisper. Hermione glared at him when a thought
hit her.
“Why not? I always thought that Nat and
Aishleen would be a cute coup She She smirked at her husband.
Draco raised his eyebrows and was about to open
his mouth again when they sang the next song.
mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>From heaven above to
earth I come,
To bear good news to every home,
Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
Whereof I now will gladly sing.
To you this night is
born a Child
Of Mary, chosen mother mild;
This little Child, of lowly birth,
Shall be the joy of all the earth.
Glory to God in
highest heaven,
Who unto us His Son hath given!
While angels sing with pious mirth,
A glad New Year to all the earth.
“You know that Christmas is the time of love
and peace, right?” Draco teased his wife.
“Exactly, and that’s why you will be very nice
tomorrow evening!” Draco sighed and obeyed to his destiny.
Silent night, holy
night,
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin mother and child.
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Sleep in heavenly peaco:p>o:p>
Silent night, holy
night,
Shepherds quake at the sight,
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heavely hosts sing alleluia;
Christ the Saviour, is born!
Christ the Saviour, is born!
Silent night, holy
night,
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.
As soon as they sat in the carriages to return
home, Nathaniel and Felicitas were fast asleep, dreaming about the Christmas
tree, Santa Claus and their presents.
Outside it was still snowing, the earth was by
now covered in a white blanket.
Okay, I
have to go now, I have to change, have to set the table for dinner and then
we’re going to have the giving of Christmas presents (I’m so glad to live in
Germany when it comes to these kind of things :D) and go to church tonight, so
as you see, I have a lot to do tonight. So…
Merry
Christmas to all of you!
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