A Christmas Wish

A Christmas Wish-- by Sunshinebelle

Hello, everyone. This is my one-shot fluffy H/Hr story special for the holidays. I hope this is an original concept, and that you enjoy it. I know this isnt the best or most well written story in the world, but its written simple and kind of cooky-funny in a way, and thats how I intended it! If you want a more complex, thoughtful, serious story then check out my story; 'Love's Emotions' but yes this is tres fluffy, and not that great (I wrote it in an hour and a half) but remember; if you dont have anything nice to say, dont say it at all. Im not asking for constructive cristisism on how much I suck, so please dont give it to me.

I would very much appreciate some reviews so please send them in. Thanks a lot! ~Amanda

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DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters or places or anything in the story. They are property of J.K. Rowling. I own nothing.

CUTE XMAS QUOTE: "Can I have your picture so I can show Santa what I want for Christmas?" (just had to share it with you guys.. lol)

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Hermione let out a dreamy sigh, as she sat at the window, her head in her hands watching snowflakes drifting down to the ground. Suddenly she heard a loud laugh ringing down the hall. She quickly lifted the Transfiguration book to her face and pretended to be studying like she was supposed to.

"Hermione!" someone yelled.

She turned around to see her friend Harry grinning at her. His face was rosy and flushed from the cold, and his glasses were slightly foggy.

"Hello." she smiled. "Having fun Harry?"

"Yes.. come on Hermione! It's Christmas break! You can't stay cooped up in here studying forever. Don't you want to have fun or something?"

"Not really." she said, pretending to not be interested.

"Please." he insisted. "Ron's sick with a cold, and I have no one to build a snowman with. Come on. You know you want to."

"Oh." Hermione rolled her eyes, setting down her book with a thud. "I suppose so." she sighed. "But only for a little while Harry, I have things to do."

"Great!" he grabbed her by the arm and whisked her out the door.

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Soon they were laughing outdoors building a snowman, and Hermione had completely forgotten about studying.

"Hey Hermione!" Harry called. "What'll we use for a nose?"

"Don't you have a carrot?" she asked.

"Well... no." he shrugged.

"Er, well then use more coal." she suggested, grabbing a handfull of snow for the snowman's hand.

Just then she saw some people on the lake, skating around. Most of them were couples holding hands. She looked around and saw couples everywhere. Building snowmen together, and kissing. Cuddling behind a fort, making snow angels, having playful snowball fights, laying in the snow.

While she was alone, as usual playing games with a friend.

Since when had everyone started dating??

Suddenly Hermione felt very lonely and pathetic. She had never even had a real boyfriend. What was wrong with her?

Harry must have seen her panicked expression, because he came over at once.

"Hermione," he asked. "What's the matter?"

"Oh. Well.. I'm all of a sudden feeling ill." she lied. "I think I'm coming down with..er..with what Ron has. Got to go rest. Bye."

She ran off, leaving a very bewildered Harry.

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Instead of running into Hogwarts, Hermione ran over to a part of the woods, where she was alone. She sat by herself on a log, thinking.

After a while she spoke to herself; "Why don't I have a boyfriend?" she wondered out loud.

"Am I that sad and pathetic? Can't I be happy? Why can't I have someone to love me? And hold me? Oh lord, I sound so childish."

She sat for a while, and then looked up into the sky, which was beginning to get dark. The stars were out and one was twinkling brightly.

"I wish..."

Just then Hermione heard a 'POOF!' sound. She turned around to see a cloud of mist, turning quickly into a human-like form.

"Your wish is my command." said the form of smoke.

Hermione sat up with a start.

"Whoa!" she exclaimed. "Who.. I mean what.. are you?"

"I am a genie." said the smoke. "My name is.. well Genie. So what is your wish?"

"What?" Hermione narrowed her eyes. "I must be seeing things.. there are no such things as Genies."

"And this is coming from the witch?" Genie said in a sarcastic voice.

"Yes.. well..I still don't believe you."

"Then what other explanation do you have?" Genie asked.

"None." Hermione said quietly. "Alright, I'll make a wish. I'll see if you work. Do I get three wishes or what?"

"Nope. I'm a special Christmas Genie. Since tonight is Christmas, I came to you. One wish and only one, so think clearly."

"Only one? What if I pick the wrong thing?" asked Hermione.

"That's your problem kid." said Genie. "But to prove to you that im nice, if you want to change your wish later, call my name and you can."

"Alright." said Hermione. "That seems fair."

"So kid, make a wish. I don't have all night."

"Er.. well.. I wish.. I wish to have the pick of any guy I want."

"Wish granted." said Genie. "Bye."

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And with a poof of smoke, Genie was gone.

Hermione looked around. I must be crazy, she thought to herself. A Genie? What nonsense.

Hermione walked out of the forest and up the steps into the castle. The christmas dance must have already started, she noticed. I should go get changed.

Hermione quickly got dressed in a pretty gown, and walked down into the common room.

"Hermione!" called Ron. "I've been waiting and waiting for you! All night! I have to tell you how much I love and adore you."

"Whoa." Hermione gasped. "Er..well... that all very nice Ron, but I have to leave."

No! Hermione thought to herself. I don't want him! Someone else.. anyone but Ron!

Just then Hermione noticed Colin Creevy running up to her.

"Hermione! Want to dance with me! Please!" he asked, jumping around her. "You look great Hermione! I love you Hermione! Want to be my girl friend Hermione?" he asked again and again.

"No! Er.. I mean..well.. I've got to go."

Hermione ran off.

All of a sudden, as she was running toward the dance she ran into Neville Longbottom.

"Thank goodness!" she smiled as she saw him. "Someone sane!"

"Hermione." he said seriously. "Stand here for a second. I have something to tell you." He fished out a crumpled piece of paper from his robes and coughed loudly.

"Oh Hermione how I love you.

I think you are beautiful and I will always be true.

I not only am your greatest fan, I also want to be your man.

I may not be handsome or smart, but I hold you true in my heart.

Even though you--"

"Oh no!" Hermione exclaimed. "Got to go Neville."

She ran off towards the dance.

Suddenly she was greeted by every single guy there.

"Hermione!" rang out from everywhere, while the guys's girlfriends watched with scowls on their faces.

What had she done?

"Hey Hermione!" called a familar voice.

She turned around to see Draco Malfoy grinning at her.

"Hey, listen to this!" he exclaimed, his wand turning into a microphone.

"I dont want a lot for Christmas.."

he started, his voice cracking badly.

"There is just one thing I need. I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree. I just want you for my own, more then you can ever know! Make my dreams come true! Baby all I want for Christmas is youuuuuuuuu!"

Hermione then promptly left in a rush.

"Hey Hermione!" Draco called, running after her. "You havent heard the second verse yet!"

She ran out of the doors into the cold night, barely pausing to take a breath. She finally dared to look behind her, and to her horror saw Colin, Neville, Draco, Ron and every other guy in Hogwarts racing after her madly.

"Hermione! Please dance with me!" called Colin.

"Hermione I love you!" yelled Ron.

"Hermione, Hermione oh won't you be mine? You are so pretty, you are so fine--" read Neville.

"Oh no!" Hermione gasped, running quicker. "Why has this happened to me?"

All of a sudden, while her head was turned around watching the boys gain on her she ran smack into someone else. Harry.

"Hermione.." he mumbled a blush rising in his cheeks.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed. "Not you too Harry!"

And with that she ran into the woods.

"Hermione! Wait!" Harry called after her. But she didn't hear him.

"Genie!" Hermione called. "Genie, please appear!!!"

With a poof of smoke Genie was there yet again.

"Having some trouble?" Genie asked with a smirk.

"Yes!" exclaimed Hermione. "Please, can you undo this.. or something."

"Nope. You have to wish for something else and this will dissapear."

"Okay.. I wish for a hot chocolate."

"No can do!" the Genie shook it's head. "You have to wish for something related to your first wish."

"Well, what if it turns out just as bad as the first?"

"Thats your problem... just choose your words wisely."

"Alright..." Hermione thought for a second. "I wish for one person who actually loves me, if there is any, to announce their feelings. Is that alright?"

Genie smiled. "Certainly.. there IS infact a certain person, and they will meet you at the Christmas dance."

"Really?" Hermione wore a shocked look on her face. "Well then.. I should go. But are there still boys running after me?"

"Nope." Genie shook it's head.

"Great!" Hermione smiled. "Thank you!" she ran off in the direction of the dance.

"Wait!" the genie called. "Just so you know, he will meet you, under the mistletoe!"

Hermione blushed and continued running.

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When she entered the dance, she looked around anxiously. There was the mistletoe, but there was no one there. She sighed, and stood underneath it, watching all the couples dance.

After a few minutes she began to get worried. She looked around anxiously and then sighed deeply. What did she expect? Someone to actually want to be with her? How naive could she be?

She may as well go back upstairs and get some studying done.

She turned around ready to go upstairs, when she saw a boy in front of her.

His hair was messy, and it looked like he just got changed.

He wore an adorable half smile.

It was Harry.

"Sorry I'm late." he said quietly, grinning at her. "I just got informed by Ron that you were here by yourself, looking miserable. So here I am. To be your date."

Hermione smiled. "Thanks Harry."

So it wasn't him.

"Wait." he said quickly, grabbing her arm. "Before we dance, aren't we under the mistletoe?"

Hermione looked up, wide-eyed. "So we are." she whispered.

"Well I guess we can't mess with tradition then." he said, his eyes twinkling mysteriously.

They both leaned forwards, and their mouths met, with a soft gentle kiss.

Then instead of pulling away, Harry grabbed Hermione tighter and kissed her more, running his hands through her hair.

They broke away, and Harry smiled shyly. "I've wanted to do that for a while." he announced.

She smiled coyly. Maybe it was him.

"Care to dance?" he asked. She nodded, and they began to dance, Hermione's arms around Harry's neck.

"Harry?" she whispered, her face nuzzled on his shoulder.

"Mmm?"

"Merry Christmas."

He looked up and smiled at her. "Merry Christmas Hermione." and he leaned forward and kissed her again.

So it looks like wishes really do come true...

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Please reply.. if you have something nice to say. Remember this wasnt meant to take seriously.. so its not like im going for an Oscar in writing or anything, it was just a silly little story so please dont tell me that I suck at writing or something.

Thanks! If you have something nice to say, then please say it!

xoxoxo Here's wishing you and yours a very merry christmas!

~*Amanda