Pensieve 06: Christmas Memories
Dream Effects: The warm fuzzy feeling you get from being loved and Christmas joy~
Notes: Backdated to Christmas Morning.
[Harry wakes up looking several years younger than his current self. His hair is a bit longer and messier but it's his rounder features that give him away. His friends would probably recognize him as being eleven and inside the Gryffindor dormitories. He throws the blanket off and puts on his glasses. A quick glance out the window shows a steady snow fall and a world already wrapped in white.
The young wizard goes down the spiral staircase to the common room where his best friend Ron is standing, already wearing a maroon sweater with a large letter R knit into the front. He's eating out of a box of sweets but stops as he see's Harry's come down the stairs. The spectacled youth stares at all the gifts that are surrounding the Gryffindor tree which has been decorated with maroon and gold trim and ornaments.
"Happy Christmas, Harry," Ron chimes out clearly younger as well, "Here, this one's from my mum. She always makes sweaters for all of us. I bet you got on too."
Harry is dumbstruck as he takes the gift. He'd never received presents before at Christmas. As he goes closer to the gifts he can see several others with his name on them. A grin covers his face as a large wave of happiness rolls through him.]
[Harry wakes up still smiling after remembering that first real Christmas. He keeps the smile as he looks over at the dreamberry and say,] Happy Christmas everyone.
Notes: Backdated to Christmas Morning.
[Harry wakes up looking several years younger than his current self. His hair is a bit longer and messier but it's his rounder features that give him away. His friends would probably recognize him as being eleven and inside the Gryffindor dormitories. He throws the blanket off and puts on his glasses. A quick glance out the window shows a steady snow fall and a world already wrapped in white.
The young wizard goes down the spiral staircase to the common room where his best friend Ron is standing, already wearing a maroon sweater with a large letter R knit into the front. He's eating out of a box of sweets but stops as he see's Harry's come down the stairs. The spectacled youth stares at all the gifts that are surrounding the Gryffindor tree which has been decorated with maroon and gold trim and ornaments.
"Happy Christmas, Harry," Ron chimes out clearly younger as well, "Here, this one's from my mum. She always makes sweaters for all of us. I bet you got on too."
Harry is dumbstruck as he takes the gift. He'd never received presents before at Christmas. As he goes closer to the gifts he can see several others with his name on them. A grin covers his face as a large wave of happiness rolls through him.]
[Harry wakes up still smiling after remembering that first real Christmas. He keeps the smile as he looks over at the dreamberry and say,] Happy Christmas everyone.