The Christmas Game

The Christmas Game
Warning: Major ooc-ness and pointless holiday fluff. Kinda slashy. Totally disregards HBP. There is no sex of any kind here, just pointless fluff.
A/N: please excuse any grammatical errors you may find, I wrote this in a short amount of time with minimal error checking time. But I think I spotted most of them. Also, I realize that this is a bit late as Christmas has already passed, but oh well. Alright, Onwards!
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The dorm was warm and cozy, mainly due to the large fire currently burning in the center of the room.

It was mid December, and most students would be leaving tomorrow for the winter holidays, meaning that today was a day for relaxation and snow ball fights. Currently, all of the Gryffindor sixth years we're down in the common room, spread out on squishy couches and sprawled upon large, red armchairs. Of course, it was not just a coincidence that all of the sixth years we're down, they were waiting for one person, who claimed that he had something important to tell them. So, this person had shooed them all downstairs to wait. What they were waiting for, they had no idea, but one thing was for sure: Nothing good ever came when Harry Potter had news. So, there they all sat, anxiously waiting, grumbling about how they were missing breakfast.

"Perfect!"

The loud exclamation vibrated around the room, causing some to fall out of their seats, while others stood up quickly, wanting to know what the hell was going on.

"Ok, enough’s enough, I'm going up there right now." Ron said in a firm voice. However, it was all in vain, because just as Ron was climbing the third stair, a hyper Harry came hurling down, sending them both crashing to the floor.

"Euhh, I think I broke something" Ron said in a grumbling voice. "And I haven't even had breakfast yet! I swear Harry, you better have had something pretty amazing to tell us, because- Harry! Are you even listening to me!"

Harry looked up from his position on the floor, and grinned cheekily up at everyone. "Happy Christmas"

In reply to his statement, he got several blank faces, and several looks of absolute disbelief.

"You kept us waiting so you could tell us "Happy Christmas"? Dean asked, shock dripping from his voice.

"Well, that too. But that’s not the main reason I kept you" said a smiling Harry.

"And that reason would be...?"

"This!" Harry held up a plain, woven basket.

"Harry, your not making any sense. Would you like to see Promfrey?" Hermione asked gently, coming close to him so she could feel his head.

He swatted at her hand. "I'm not sick, Mione. Let me explain, okay?"

"That would be appreciated" Ron said, still put out that he would be missing breakfast.

"Well, last night, I was lying in bed, and couldn’t sleep. So, I decided to read my potions book, because I knew that would knock me right out. As I was digging through my trunk, I came across......this!" Here Harry pulled out a hat from his basket. A santa hat. "And I got to thinking, wouldn’t it be great if everyone wore these around school! Red, traditional hats for the Gryffindors, yellow for the Huffelpuffs, blue for the Ravenclaws, and green for the Slytherins. So, being the awesome, transfiguration master that I am, I changed all of Ron's socks into red, blue, yellow, and green Christmas hats."

"What? Why did you use MY socks! Why not use your own?" said Ron indignantly

"Because then my feet would be cold. Duh." Harry said, looking at him like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Anyway, Ron didn't have enough socks for all of Hogwarts, so I decided that we'll just pass them out to all of the other six years."

This was met with several frantic shouts.

"We? You mean that you want us to pass these out for you?"

"Of course not, I just want you to help me pass these out" Harry responded patiently.

"But Harry, what would be the point of this?" Hermione asked.

"To spread... I don't know, joy? Come on, it'll be fun!" Harry half begged, half stated.

"You know I'll do it, Harry. I love doing random things like this." Seamus said, throwing an arm around Harry.

Harry looked up at the rest of them. "Pleasssseee. I hardly ever ask for anything"

The rest of them sighed. How could they resist that?

"Fine, fine, We'll do it Harry" said Dean.

"Great! Now, when we pass these out, make sure you give them a hug and tell them Happy Christmas..!"

Everyone gaped.

"Wait wait wait, hug? I didn't sign up for any hugging" said Ron in a nervous voice.

"Too bad, you already agreed. The best thing to do now is to volunteer for Ravenclaw or Huffelfpuff, because the Slytherins might not like the hugs too much. But who knows?"

There was a moment of silence before hell broke loose.....again.

"I'll go with the Huffelpuffs!"

"Me too!"

"I'll take the Ravenclaws!"

"HEY!"

It went silent.

"Since I thought of the idea and pushed you guys into it, I'll take the Slytherins." Harry stated calmly. "I need at least one more person"

Everyone took a step back.

"I'll do it Harry!" said Seamus, bouncing up and down on his heels. " I really want to see the looks on there faces."

"Great, Seam, thanks."

"Ok, I need three people for both Ravenclaw and Huffelpuff. If you draw a yellow one, you get Huffelpuff, and if you draw a blue, you get Ravenclaw. Here, everybody take one."

In the end, Neville, Parvarti, and Ron got Ravenclaw, while Dean, Lavender, Hermione and drew Huffelpuff.

"Ok, here is the list of names you guys are going to pass out hats to. Everybody has an equal amount of three people... except for me and Seamus. Sorry Seamus"

"It's no problem, Harry. You know I don't mind" Seamus said good naturedly.

"Great, breakfast should be over, so it'll be like a mission of hunting down the sixth years we need. Make sure you take your hats and don't give two to the same person. Keep track of who you already gave to, because I don't have any extras. Also, make sure you do this as fast as you can, because whomever passes out their hats and hugs first, wins a prize" Harry stated, beaming.

"Prize, what prize?" Lavender asked, interest peaking.

"Well, yesterday Fred and George sent me some stuff for Christmas. Stuff from their private stash, stuff that they don't plan on releasing to the public."

Harry pulled out a small candy from his pocket.

"Well, what's it do, Harry?" asked Neville, eying the candy with interest.

"This, my friends, is the twins greatest invention. Why spend months studying to become an amangus when you can just chew one of these, and become whichever animal you wish? Of course, it only lasts for a few hours, but it's quite easy, and very fun. Here, watch."

Harry pulled the candy out from the wrapper, then, with one last smile, he popped it into his mouth. He crunched on it for a minute, then, he was gone, replaced by... a house cat.

There were collective gasps, before Lavender stepped forward and bent down and stroked the cat's head. The cat titled his head into her hand before giving out a loud purr. Lavender squealed with delight.

As Lavender bent down to pick him up, the cat transformed back into Harry.

"Hey, I thought you said it lasted for hours, you were only a cat for a few seconds" complained Dean.

"That’s because I willed myself back to a person. If I wanted to, I could have stayed as a cat for seven hours. But since you might find yourself needing to change back before then, the twins made sure that you could change back if you needed to." Harry explained

"Why'd you choose a house cat, Harry?" Neville asked, perplexed.

Harry shrugged. "It's the first thing I could think of. If I wanted, I could have changed into a tiger, a bear, or even an ant. Though I don't recommend insects, you could get squished or eaten."

"So, now that I've got everyone excited, please take your hats."

Everyone moved towards the basket, grabbing either a yellow or blue hat, or, in Seamus and Harry's case, green ones.

"Oh, and don't forget to put on your own hats" Harry yelled.

Everybody obeyed, tugging there red santa hats on, to hyped up about the prize to protest.

"Alright, everyone have there hats and list of names?" Harry asked

A chorus of "yes" sounded.

"Good. Now, Instead of you running all over school trying to find me when your done, I've made it so I will be alerted to who finished first through this piece of parchment. Every time you give out a hat, that person will be crossed off your list, and when your done with your list, your name will appear on my own paper, letting me know your finished. Also, you must hug that person either before or after you give them the hat, or it won't count, got it?" Harry asked, looking around at everyone, his santa hat slipping down over one eye.

Another chorus of "yes".

Harry smiled. "Alright. On your mark. Get set............... GO!"

As soon he shouted "Go" everyone sprinted towards the portrait, all trying to squeeze through at one time, before they sprinted down the corridor, holding onto there hats, loud war like yells scaring some of the younger students nearby.

"Oh my god, Harry, look what you've done" Seamus said, laughing, before taking off himself, emitting a loud yell.

Harry chuckled to himself. This would be fun.

With one last laugh, he took off after everyone, desperately clutching his hat to his head in an attempt to keep it from flying off.

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Students watched with wide eyes as a mob of Gryffindors wearing Santa hats came sprinting down the halls, laughing and yelling out names. Hannah Abbott looked on in fright as Lavender came rushing towards her, a santa hat in one hand, and a evil glint in her eyes. Hannah contemplated running, but that thought was dashed when Lavender all but tackled her in a giant, brief hug before pulling a yellow santa hat over her head. Hannah watched with shock as Lavender quickly took off, yelling in a high pitched voice, waving another yellow santa hat in a crazed motion.

Ron had taken a different approach on finding his victims, and transfigured a quill into a megaphone. He was currently running down the fourth floor, yelling "Boot! Terry Boot! Come out come out wherever you are! You can't hide from me! I will find you" Terry Boot looked up with wide eyes, before taking off in a dead sprint, convinced all of Gryffindor had gone completely mad.

Just when Terry thought he would be able to make it to the Great Hall, he was tackled from behind by the crazed red head.
"Please, don't hurt me!" Terry whimpered, looking at Ron with petrified eyes.
Ron ignored him and gave him a brief hug before stuffing a blue santa hat on Terry's hat and running off, shouting something like "one down..."

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Draco Malfoy and his friends, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, and Pansy Perkinson just wanted to spend a relaxing day outside. Exams were over, and it was time to wind down and cool off.
Apparently, the Gryffindors hadn't got that memo.
They were currently watching as Neville, shy, timid little Neville, chased after Anthonoy Goldstein with a basket, before emitting a loud screech and jumped him from the side, sending them both crashing into the snow. Anthony looked up at Neville with shock written all over his face, and he tensed when Neville moved down closer to him, but gasped as Neville just squeezed him in a terse hug before shoving a blue hat haphazardly on his head before taking off again, yelling out in a sing-song voice "Lisa Turpin, where are you?"

Draco looked at Blaise and whispered in a terrified voice "What if we're next?"

They all shared a look, before they took off running.


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Hermoine was miffed. NO, she was MORE than miffed. She was SUPER miffed. She couldn’t find any of the freaking huffelpuffs on her list. Then she smiled.

'Of Course!'

She pulled out her wand.

The Point-me spell could really come in handy sometimes.

She gave a creepy grin before whispering out "Susan Bones".

She took off running.

She never lost.

Victory would be hers.

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Harry smiled. Everyone was shooting him weary glances as he passed, having already either seen it for themselves, or heard the news: the sixth year Gryffindors had gone crazy.

He was going to head towards the first floor, so he could check outside for his Slytherin victims, when all four of them went running by.

He gave a startled blink.

He grinned. He waited a few more seconds before he gave a loud yell that had all of the people who were present backing up against the wall.

He took off after his prey.

Oh, this would be fun!

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Seamus was beaming. This had been super easy.

He had first found Goyle and Crabbe exactly where he thought they would be: still stuffing their faces, even though breakfast was well over.

So, he had quickly gone over and gave them each their hug and placed the hats on their heads.

They had barely even blinked.

Then, he had found his last two. Quite easily in fact.

Daphne Greengrass and Millicent Bulstrode were talking quietly to each other, whispering and giggling in each others ears.

So, he had walked right up to them, grinning, a green santa hat dangling from each hand.

"Morning ladies." Seamus said suavely

They both looked at each other before breaking into peels of laughter, before attempting to walk away.

"Oh, leaving already? That’s too bad. Here's a parting gift, then." Seamus said, moving in slowly.

The girls lost their grins.

After much yelling and scratching, Seamus had gotten both hugs and had forced the hats onto both the girls.

And so, after completing that, he ran.

Like hell. Angry Slythering girls were scary.

Very scary.

He was about to go to the kitchens to get something to eat when he saw a group of Slytherins rushing by, almost knocking him to the ground. Then, just as he was about to continue on his journey for food, Harry shot past him, making his hat fly from his head, and shouted over his shoulder "Hey, Seam, a little help?"

Seamus smiled nastily.

This would be fun.

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'Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit...' this was the thought running through Draco's head at the moment.

As if being chased by Potter wasn’t bad enough, it seemed Finnigan had now joined the fray as well.

'Bloody Fantastic.'

Potter was gaining fast, and they weren’t even near the dungeons yet!

'I hate Christmas'

This was his last thought as he was drug to the ground.

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Harry grinned. He was so close to Malfoy that he could see a bead of sweat dripping down his neck.

Perfect.

He gave a deep breath.

Then, he lunged.................

and caught Malfoy around the knees.

They both fell to the ground in an undignified heap, the wind knocked out of both of them.

Blaise, Pansy and Theo turned around, wondering whether to run or try and help. They had to decide quickly, because Finnigan was approaching quickly.

They all looked over at Draco and Potter.

"Go on" *gasp* "without me. It's *shudder* too late for me" Draco gasped out, holding a hand to his heart.

They all rolled their eyes. Draco could be so dramatic sometimes.

"Geeze Malfoy, I'm not gonna kill you or anything. I just want to give you these" and with that, Harry reached over and gave Malfoy a long, hard hug, before tugging a Slythring green hat on head.

Blaise, Pansy, and Theo all gave a gasp and backed up, they're eyes trained on Draco.

Draco looked up at Harry slowly, an evil glint shining in his eyes.

Harry slowly lost his grin.

"Do you know what you just did?" Draco asked in a eerily calm voice.

"Yep. I was spreading Christmas cheer! So.... Happy Christmas!" and with that, Harry squirmed out of Draco's grip and hid behind Seamus.

"I don't know about spreading "Christmas cheer", but what I do know is that you touched my hair. And not only that! You MESSED up my hair."

"In the name of love and Christmas!" Harry shouted, waving his arms in the air to emphasize his point, becoming a bit nervous as Draco slowly advanced on him and Seamus.

"You do know that this means war, don't you?" Draco asked, his eyes glinting

"War never solves anything, but you know what does? Hugs!" and so, Harry, once again, ran towards Draco, a huge smile spread across his face.

Draco's eyes widened.

Blaise, Pansy, and Theo looked on with amazement.

Harry crashed into Draco, giving him a huge hug.

"Do you feel better now?" Harry asked, eyes shining.

"What? No! Get off of me!" Draco yelled, trying to shake a clinging Harry Potter off of him.

"Oh, I guess I'll have to take drastic measures" Harry said in a very serious voice.

"Drastic measures, what-"

Draco was promptly cut off.

By Harry's lips.

Harry pulled away slowly, a light blush staining his cheeks.

"Happy Christmas, Draco."
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