In Perpetuum [Harry Potter]

COMPLETED: Harry Potter Fanfiction. Hermione is sent back in time to the Marauder's Era. What will happen when she does not have Harry around to provide information and clues about Voldemort? Some Lily/James, Remus/OC.


48. Et faustum annum novum




"And that is another Christmas card," declared Hermione to the group at large as she gave the owl that delivered it a piece of toasted bread.

"Whose it from?" asked Lily from her position, curled up into James on the sofa.

"Hagrid," said Hermione simply as she speared a marshmallow onto her fork. "He wishes us all a Merry Christmas."

It was Christmas Eve and Hermione and her room-mates were sitting in front of the fireplace toasting anything that would stay put on the long toasting forks.

A tapping at the window caught their attention once more. Lily looked over at the window, then at James. James looked over at Hermione, who looked over at Sirius with puppy-dog eyes. Sirius sighed and got up from his very comfortable seat, to what the tapping was all about.

"You have him well-trained," giggled Lily, who was starting to feel the effects of the elf-wine they had been drinking copious amounts of.

A handsome, tawny-coloured owl was perched on the windowsill. Sirius opened the window, and let the bird in as fast as possible, so that a minimal amount of cold air would be let in. The bird flew over the fireplace and shook the snow from its wings. The heat from the fire caught the icy, white crystals and melted them. Tiny droplets of water fell from its wings to the burgundy rug that covered the floor next to the hearth.

The owl let Sirius detach the parchment that was attached to its leg, and it waddled over to the bowl of bread cubes that had been left on the floor. It nibbled on them while Sirius read over the letter that had just been delivered; the bird not too eager to get back out into the winter chill.

To Hermione and Sirius, Remus and Estrella, James and Lily,

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and all the best for the New Year. We hope to catch up with you all soon.

Lots of love and good wishes,

Marlene, Alice and Heloise

"That's nice of them," replied Estrella, "James, can you toss over that spare bit of parchment over there. I'll send them a reply right now. It'll make the owl's return trip in the snow worthwhile."

James rolled up the parchment and literally tossed it to Estrella, slightly missing his mark. Instead of sailing gracefully over to Estrella, it sailed gracefully into Remus' face. He was sitting behind his girlfriend with his hands wrapped around her waist, chin resting on her shoulder.

James let out a roar of laughter while Lily batted her arms at him in a futile manner as she tried to get him to calm down. Apparently the elf wine had had its effect on James as well.

Estrella picked up the parchment, and ignored any noises that were coming from James' direction. She quickly penned a reply and attached the piece of parchment to the owl. It was now attempting to tear a whole in the carpet with its beak out of sheer boredom.

She made to stand up, so that she could let the bird back outside to make its delivery, but Sirius got there before her.

"I'll take it outside. I have something that I have to check anyway. I'll be back in a moment."

Estrella shrugged, but handed over the bird, glad that she did not have to leave the safe embrace of her boyfriend. Hermione, on the other hand, gave him a funny look.

"You're not going out there to check your motorbike again are you? It's freezing out there, you're bound to get pneumonia with all the time you spend out there polishing it and checking that no one has stolen it."

"It's not that," said Sirius evasively, his body already halfway out the door.


Hermione woke up feeling very warm and content. Sometime during the night, Sirius had wrapped his arms around her and essentially kept her pinned to the mattress.

She managed to free her arms, which she placed around his neck.

"Merry Christmas," she whispered into his ear.

Although his eyes were still closed, he was smirking. Hermione thought that he looked particularly handsome at this very moment, hair all ruffled from sleep with a relaxed and calm expression adorning his face.

"It certainly is a Merry Christmas for James. There are other people that live in this flat. If he forgets a silencing charm once more I'm going to –"

His words were broken off by Hermione's lips on his. Sirius deepened the kiss, prising open her mouth with his.

Hermione acquiesced at first, but after one heavenly minute she broke the kiss off rather suddenly.

"Silencing charm," she muttered to Sirius' questioning expression, as she waved her wand towards the door and walls of their room.


By the smug expressions on all of the guys' faces, Hermione could be certain that a Merry Christmas was had by all this morning.

Once everyone had emerged from their respective bedrooms, there was a great dash towards the Christmas tree. Balls of coloured paper began flying everywhere. It was like they were twelve years old again in the parlour of Potter Manor, sitting in their pyjamas on the freezing cold floor.

"That's epic mate, thanks!"

"Awww, Remmy that' sooooo cute."

Hermione maintained a bit of decorum when it came to opening her presents, expect when Sirius leant over to give her a very passionate kiss as a thank you for her present to him. She had given him a motorbike helmet with his name engraved on its back in small letters. She cautioned him against 'putting the bike through its paces' saying that she wanted him to come home safe and not encased in a marble tomb.

Hermione picked up the parcel from Sirius, and undid the thin gold ribbon that was holding the wrapping paper together. The gold paper fell away to reveal a long, thin cardboard box.

Hermione shook the box in an attempt to guess what it could be. There was only the smallest tap against the box, so quiet, it may not have existed at all. She carefully opened the box and was greeted by a very thin and shiny piece of charcoal-coloured fabric.

"Sirius...a blind-fold?"

Sirius smirked at her.

"Just put it on, it's only a part of your present."

Hermione looked at him with an expression that clearly said, 'I hope you haven't done anything stupid.'

Despite her misgivings, she held the blind-fold in place while Sirius tied it behind her head. The last thing she saw before submitting herself to darkness was the expectant looks on her friends' faces. They were all in on the surprise.

In the pitch black, Hermione felt Sirius grab her around the shoulders, and push her in the direction she suspected the front door of the flat to be in.

A wave of cold rushed over her briefly as they left the flat and moved out into the corridor.

"Step up...step up...step up..."

Hermione ascended a set of stairs with Sirius following close behind, guiding her. Hermione could hear the echoing footsteps of all their friends behind them, coupled with the odd nervous giggle.

The coolness of the stairwell was cut off abruptly when Sirius opened a door that Hermione had been directed to walk towards. Sirius gave Hermione a gentle nudge into the warmth.

"Are you ready," whispered Sirius into Hermione's ear.

"I suppose."

Sirius tugged on the end of the blind-fold and pulled it away.

It took a moment, but once Hermione had registered what she was seeing, her jaw hit the floor.

In front of her stood a desk made of solid oak wood, polished to perfection and accompanied by one of the most comfortable chairs outside of Hogwarts.

The desk stood right in front of a path of fine, golden-coloured gravel. This path widened in the middle to accommodate a small fountain. Every inch of the floor was blanketed in flowers of every sort: Lavender, a sea of purple heather and pink and white rhododendron.

Sirius led the still shocked Hermione around the garden showing her all the different flowers and features. Lily showed off the white lilies that she had picked for the garden. They sat around the bottom of the desk. Sirius explained that at night time, the bluebells on the edge of the path would glow and light up the whole room. Even the ceiling was charmed to reflect a beautiful, cerulean sky.

It was a garden office, and the most perfect Christmas gift.

"Did you do this for me?" asked Hermione, completely dumbstruck.

"Yeah," replied Sirius, "We all did. We could see that you were getting a bit antsy around this place."

She heard James' voice from somewhere behind her.

"We figured that we would either do this, or kick you out of the flat. Padfoot wasn't exactly interested in that, so..."

He gestured to the room at large.

"Thank You, Thank You, Thank You, Thank You..."

Hermione went around the room, hugging each and every person, whispering her mantra of thanks. When she got to Sirius she gave him an extra special thank you kiss that she was forced to stop rather abruptly when she heard the clearing of throats around her.

She turned and spoke to everyone that was present.

"I'll always remember and treasure this Christmas. It's been absolutely perfect. Now go make yourselves busy for a little while. My real thank you to you will be the best Christmas lunch you've ever had!"

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