Christmas Presents Harry Potter Novels & Stories

When I was a little girl, I used to absolutely hate the day after Christmas. It seemed like the worst day of the year. All of the magic was gone, and we would have to wait a whole 365 days until it was Christmas again. The older I got, the less exciting Christmas became, and it didn’t really bother me that much anymore. It was just another day. However, the day after Christmas was hard for Brice since this had been the first year he’d actually gotten any presents or gotten to celebrate. He was mopey all day, even when Raven heated up the leftovers from the day before and set them out for us.

“I want a tree for this place, he said no, I begged, he said no, I pleaded, he said no, I...” “I think we get it!” Derrick said grabbing his wrist with a sigh. “It's because he's Scrooge!” Demi said and grinned when Derrick glared at her. “Christmas is a time for celebration, love, happiness, presents, and spending a shitload of money. Have you got him a gift yet?” Jordan glanced at Derrick to see his jaw clench and his stomach tightened at the expression. He looked down at his hands hearing Demi sigh and seeing her shake her head when she walked up the metal steps to her bedroom.

His personality was like a warm, flowing river that captured the hearts of everyone he talked to. On the other hand, Henry was like an icy mountain. He always had a stoic expression on his face, which made others afraid to approach him. "Harry? Did you just return from your business trip? Why didn't you inform us?" Owen asked in delight. Owen and Moira had originally looked upset, but their expressions brightened once they saw Harry. Harry took out the gifts he had bought for them and presented them. "These are supplements I bought when I was abroad.

Maya's Pov I woke up to someone jumping on my bed. Again. "Merry Christmas! Get up, get up, get up!" Sophie was worse than a five-year-old on Christmas morning. She wore pajamas with reindeer on them and a Santa hat that kept sliding off her head. "What time is it?" I groaned. "Seven. Come on, we open presents at seven thirty. Family tradition. No exceptions." She bounced out of my room, leaving me alone with my messy hair and complete lack of holiday cheer at this ungodly hour.

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

It read, in big block print, “Santa’s Workshop.” “Right,” Serendipity nodded, realizing that if she could read, she would have known that. Her face lost a bit of the glimmer from before, but she still stared in awe. “How amazing!” she whispered, looking up at several stories of glass windows and the brightly dressed elves scurrying about with various toys, different patterns of wrapping paper, and other items essential to making and finishing off Christmas presents.

"I saw the photos. What were they from?" "Her birthday party," Laila replied. "Everyone dressed up. She insisted. Said it wasn't a real party unless everyone committed fully." Jordan let out a quiet laugh and moved toward the counter, grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her like it was second nature. "What about Halloween this year?" "Hogwarts students," Laila said, pulling out her phone. "Group costume with her friends. They argued for weeks about houses." Jordan chuckled as she showed him the picture. "Gryffindor. Of course she is."

She says to Uhtred, he rolls his eyes, “Whatever, geeks.” “Hey, don’t knock Harry Potter man.” Troy says coming up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I giggle and take Nicklaus from Uhtred for some much-needed baby cuddles then I open more presents from people, my sisters got me clothes and shoes, my little brother got me Harry Potter Bluetooth headphones, which are super cool but also a really strange gift. But then Troy hands me a big box with a new laptop and I suddenly realise what the headphones are for.

If I needed any proof that yesterday meant nothing to him, this is it in the flesh. Fed up with the spectacle and in search of a distraction, I reach for my phone in my pocket. Chris As Ada talks, I stare at her, still in a daze. If I were to have predicted who would show up at my doorstep on Christmas morning, Ada would have been one of my very last guesses. I look from her moving mouth to the obscenely large gift boxes on the floor. What the hell is happening here? “You didn't need to get these gifts, Ada,” I say, keeping my voice low, so as not to embarrass her.

I pulled out two books and laughed once I saw the first book's cover: Harry Potter for Dummies. "Make sure you read that first before you read the Sorcerer's Stone," added Mey with a grin. "Okay!" Autumn walked towards the door and put her hand on the handle. "One more present." She winked and swung the door open, revealing Colton in a tuxedo, complete with the silver tie. "What are you doing here?" I tried not to sound defensive but I could hear the coldness in my voice. He flinched but kept the smile on his face as he approached me. "Celebrating your birthday, of course."