Hi everyone! This is just a little Christmas cheer and fun! Happy Holidays to all! :) I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the Harry Potter characters, Santa Clause/ St. Nick, or “The Night Before Christmas.” That poem was written by Major Henry Livingston Jr., previously believed to be by Clement Clarke Moore.

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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas with Snape


‘Twas the night before Christmas and throughout Hogwarts School
Not a creature was stirring, except Filch (that old fool)
The stockings were charmed by the chimney with care
And would enlarge when St. Nicholas came over there

Hermione, the Head Girl, was snug in her bed
While visions of the Potions Master danced in her head
With her hair pulled back toward her neck (at the nape)
She settled her head to dream about Snape

When out on the lawn there arose such a noise
“Must be Harry and Ron,” she thought, “Oh, those boys.”
She went to the window and listened for sounds
Then she heard this from out on the grounds

“Unhand me, you oaf!” she heard a man hiss
“You’d better stop now because I’m getting pissed!”
She was utterly shocked to hear such a fuss
And later she blushed when she heard the man cuss

Suddenly her wandering eyes did appear
A miniature sleigh with eight tiny reindeer
With a fat merry driver and a bag full of toys
She knew in a moment it wasn’t the boys

However there was something strange with the elf
It seemed that he wasn’t completely by himself
There was another passenger as St. Nick came
And this guy called Santa all kinds of rude names

“Take me back to my dungeons!” the man said in a sneer
“I guarantee you that I’m your worst fear!
Get me back on the ground and out of this sleigh
And if you don’t do it quickly then you shall pay!”

Santa merely laughed out loud without care
As his reindeer continued to fly toward her room in the air
Hermione watched wide-eyed in surprise
As the man mumbled something about Santa’s demise

And then, in a twinkling, she heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof
“I’m NOT going in there!” she heard turning around
And down the chimney St. Nicholas, and friend, came with a bound

Hermione stood there with her mouth all agape
When she saw Santa’s friend was Professor Snape
Oh, did Santa hear her secret Christmas wish?
“Close you mouth!” Snape snapped, “You look like a fish!”

“St. Nicholas!” Hermione finally cried
“What are you doing with HIM at your side?”
“Hermione Granger,” St. Nick said stepping from the floo
“I have some great news just for you!’

“You’ve been a good girl and studied all day
Despite that the NEWTS are so far away.
You helped Harry defeat Voldemort and his men,
Making sure they don’t return ever again.

“You have all this knowledge, yet you never boast,
But instead you tutor those who need it most.
You’ve done a great job as Head Girl this year…”
“Stop rhyming!” Snape demanded with a twisted sneer

Santa ignored him and continued to speak
While Snape mumbled something about being a freak
“St. Nick,” Hermione said without further delay,
“What is it exactly you’re trying to say?”

With a twinkle he smiled, “dear Hermione
Your heart is as big as Flitwick is tiny
With that in mind, how could I just ignore
The one wish for Christmas you so long for?”

“Santa,” Hermione gasped, “could it really be
That you are giving Severus Snape to me?”
“This is absurd,” Snape spat, “and will simply not do!”
“Don’t worry,” Santa grinned, “I didn’t forget you.

“Severus Snape, you have been a good man
You fought against Evil and foiled its plans
You’ve endured all these years without any thanks
And many children who pull nothing but pranks

“You have changed your old ways and all for the best
You deserve happiness and even some rest
This is why, Severus, I say unto you
That your secret wish will also come true!”

Hermione and Snape stared on in their PJ’s
Their eyes locking onto each other’s deep gaze
Did the other know what Santa was talking about?
They supposed that night the truth would finally come out

“You see,” Santa said, “This Christmas you both chose
To give up the gifts, the stockings, and the bows
If you could have the love from one another
So this Christmas my gift to you is each other.”

“WHAT?!” both student and teacher asked in surprise
Santa laughed as he saw the shock in their eyes
“I must be off,” he said, “Merry Christmas, you two!”
Then Santa went out of the room through the floo

Leaving Hermione and Snape alone in the room
Wondering if this would be their bliss or their doom
“Miss Granger,” Snape began with a heavy sigh
“Please, sir, Hermione,” is all she could reply

“Hermione, I’m sorry you heard what he said,
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll go make him dead!”
“No, please!” Hermione cried, “What he said was all true!
Professor Snape, I deeply love you.”

Snape stared back at her with a poisonous glare
But she saw in his eyes there was no hatred there
“I am not a fool!” he hiss in her face
“You’re trying to make me look like a disgrace!”

“Not in the least!” she said grabbing his hands
“Not even for all the gold in the land.
I love you, Severus, and my words are true,
But I must know now, do you love me too?”

Snape looked in her eyes and saw what she did feel
He didn’t need Legillimens to see it was real
Could he trust his heart with this smartypants?
He took in a breath and then took a chance

“Yes,” he said softly, “Hermione, I do
With all of myself, I love you too.”
Hermione smiled and threw her arms around him
He hugged her back, his face without grim

Suddenly over their heads came a loud “pop”
They look up to see what was hanging on top
Hermione blushed while Snape gave an, “Oh!”
Right above them hung some mistletoe

They looked at each other and showed a grin
At last they began to slowly move in
Finally as their lips met and gave a long kiss
They both thought to themselves, “This is the best Christmas.”

Santa gave a laugh as happy as can be
That they were together, Snape and Hermione
And they heard him exclaim after all of the fun
“Happy Christmas to all, and Albus, you owe me one!”