Edric Blight
WHOOOO ME?
The month of November passed by rather quickly. Aaron was becoming better and better at flying and was even doing quite well in charms class, very much thanks to Xavier’s assistance. Potions class was a bit of a struggle and Aaron had been caught not paying attention more times than he’d like to admit by the strict potions master Professor Snape, who he had grown to resent. Jacob was right- the potions master did seem to have a disdain for Gryffindors. He was particularly brutal to poor Harry Potter, and Aaron felt quite bad for the boy. He’d yet to talk to Harry but very much wanted to meet him. Despite his fame, he seemed nice. Before anyone knew it, December had arrived.
Quidditch season was in full swing and luckily for the house of the lion, Gryffindor had been doing quite well. Their opening day victory against Slytherin had set the tone and the team seemed dominant. They’d even beaten Hufflepuff, which was something that Aaron refused to let Xavier forget for at least two weeks. The weather got colder as December went on and it wasn’t too uncommon for it to be snowing outside. Unfortunately many flying lessons were canceled due to the snow, which had Aaron a bit sad, despite not really needing the lessons himself. But at long last, the end of December had approached. The night of December 24th, Aaron had went to bed excited after staying up all night chattering with Jacob, each boy saying to each other what they desired for Christmas most.
Eventually, it came- December 25th. It was Christmas morning now at Hogwarts and a blanket of white snow covered the grounds, flakes still peppering it. A few days before this, Aaron had managed to write home via owl to his parents to ask them for an assortment of British chocolates. It would be this that he hoped to give as a Christmas gift to his friend. Everybody loved chocolate, especially British chocolate, so Aaron assumed he couldn’t go wrong with that. Both Jacob and Aaron had stayed at Hogwarts to spend the holidays while others went home. It wasn’t too crowded due to the decrease in students but there were still quite a bit that lingered. That morning, Aaron awoke very suddenly as he was practically ripped out of whatever dream he was having.
Aaron grunted as he felt something jumping up and down on him, his bed squeaking with every leap. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! It’s Christmas!” Jacob shouted loudly. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” Jacob repeated, giggling with glee as he bounced on top of Aaron. Aaron rubbed his eyes as he sat up in bed. For once he wasn’t tired or even slightly irritated at Jacob for the manner in which he had woken him up. Jacob’s eyes lit up as he saw that his roommate was awake. “Merry Christmas mate!” Jacob said with a grin, the boy still in his pajamas. Aaron smiled back, “Merry Christmas, lad,” he replied. “Get your arse out of bed! I’m hungry! Let’s get breakfast and then we can open presents!” Jacob said excitedly as he leapt off of Aaron’s bed and went to go get changed.
Aaron couldn’t wait to see what his parents had gotten him for Christmas. Most of all, he was excited to spend some time with Xavier, as the Hufflepuff boy had stayed back at Hogwarts with him for the winter holidays. Aaron got changed into his uniform and robes as quickly as he could and was practically dragged out of the room by Jacob. As they traversed through the halls of their dormitory, many boys and girls were emerging out of their rooms. Jacob waved and said hello to many Gryffindors, a lot of whom he had befriended over the few months. Jacob was certainly much more amiable and outgoing than Aaron. “Merry Christmas!” Jacob would wish the passing Gryffindors, and they would wish it back to him.
As they reached the common room, Jacob waved over to two boys sitting on the couch. One had red hair and the other, jet black hair. “Merry Christmas Ron! Merry Christmas Harry!” called Jacob over to the two boys. They both turned around and smiled, waving back. “Merry Christmas to you lads,” said Harry Potter to the both of them. Aaron simply nodded and smiled back. He and Jacob then went down to the Great Hall and entered. There was an excited buzz amongst the students who were inside. A group of Jacob’s friends called him over and he quickly dashed over to them, leaving Aaron to go to Xavier. Aaron bolted to the Hufflepuff table where Xavier was sitting and hugged the boy suddenly and tightly from behind. “Merry Christmas Xavier!” Aaron shouted joyfully.
Quidditch season was in full swing and luckily for the house of the lion, Gryffindor had been doing quite well. Their opening day victory against Slytherin had set the tone and the team seemed dominant. They’d even beaten Hufflepuff, which was something that Aaron refused to let Xavier forget for at least two weeks. The weather got colder as December went on and it wasn’t too uncommon for it to be snowing outside. Unfortunately many flying lessons were canceled due to the snow, which had Aaron a bit sad, despite not really needing the lessons himself. But at long last, the end of December had approached. The night of December 24th, Aaron had went to bed excited after staying up all night chattering with Jacob, each boy saying to each other what they desired for Christmas most.
Eventually, it came- December 25th. It was Christmas morning now at Hogwarts and a blanket of white snow covered the grounds, flakes still peppering it. A few days before this, Aaron had managed to write home via owl to his parents to ask them for an assortment of British chocolates. It would be this that he hoped to give as a Christmas gift to his friend. Everybody loved chocolate, especially British chocolate, so Aaron assumed he couldn’t go wrong with that. Both Jacob and Aaron had stayed at Hogwarts to spend the holidays while others went home. It wasn’t too crowded due to the decrease in students but there were still quite a bit that lingered. That morning, Aaron awoke very suddenly as he was practically ripped out of whatever dream he was having.
Aaron grunted as he felt something jumping up and down on him, his bed squeaking with every leap. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! It’s Christmas!” Jacob shouted loudly. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” Jacob repeated, giggling with glee as he bounced on top of Aaron. Aaron rubbed his eyes as he sat up in bed. For once he wasn’t tired or even slightly irritated at Jacob for the manner in which he had woken him up. Jacob’s eyes lit up as he saw that his roommate was awake. “Merry Christmas mate!” Jacob said with a grin, the boy still in his pajamas. Aaron smiled back, “Merry Christmas, lad,” he replied. “Get your arse out of bed! I’m hungry! Let’s get breakfast and then we can open presents!” Jacob said excitedly as he leapt off of Aaron’s bed and went to go get changed.
Aaron couldn’t wait to see what his parents had gotten him for Christmas. Most of all, he was excited to spend some time with Xavier, as the Hufflepuff boy had stayed back at Hogwarts with him for the winter holidays. Aaron got changed into his uniform and robes as quickly as he could and was practically dragged out of the room by Jacob. As they traversed through the halls of their dormitory, many boys and girls were emerging out of their rooms. Jacob waved and said hello to many Gryffindors, a lot of whom he had befriended over the few months. Jacob was certainly much more amiable and outgoing than Aaron. “Merry Christmas!” Jacob would wish the passing Gryffindors, and they would wish it back to him.
As they reached the common room, Jacob waved over to two boys sitting on the couch. One had red hair and the other, jet black hair. “Merry Christmas Ron! Merry Christmas Harry!” called Jacob over to the two boys. They both turned around and smiled, waving back. “Merry Christmas to you lads,” said Harry Potter to the both of them. Aaron simply nodded and smiled back. He and Jacob then went down to the Great Hall and entered. There was an excited buzz amongst the students who were inside. A group of Jacob’s friends called him over and he quickly dashed over to them, leaving Aaron to go to Xavier. Aaron bolted to the Hufflepuff table where Xavier was sitting and hugged the boy suddenly and tightly from behind. “Merry Christmas Xavier!” Aaron shouted joyfully.