DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. That job belongs to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: A quick little something that popped into my head while working on another story and wouldn't leave me alone till I wrote it. Nothing major. Just a silly little one-shot that had me chuckling as I thought about it. I hope you all enjoy it.
With a loud crack, Hermione Granger appeared in the middle of a snow-covered field and began storming towards her destination with a purpose.
Another loud crack announced another arrival, this time it was her best friend, Harry Potter.
"Hermione, will you wait a minute," asked Harry as he rushed to catch up with her.
"No," she said. "Not until I give that bastard a piece of my mind."
"Look, I understand you're upset…" he started to say and Hermione stopped, spun around and stared daggers at him.
"Upset?" she asked. "I way beyond upset. That man is a slave driver. Forcing them all to work year round. How would you like it if someone forced you to not only wait on them hand and foot, but also to do their job?"
"I didn't like it," Harry said quietly, thinking back to his years living with the Dursley's.
Hermione's anger softened a bit, remembering the hardship of Harry's life before their Hogwarts years.
"Look," Hermione said. "You know how I feel about the rights of house elves. That's why I work in the magical creatures department. So I can make changes from within and really help them. This isn't like when we were in our forth year and S.P.E.W. Now that I find out that someone that million look up uses elf slave labor… I wouldn't be me if I didn't try and do something to make it better for them."
Looking Hermione in the eye, he could see the determination she felt and nodded his head.
"Alright," Harry said after a moment. "You've always stood be me when I needed you. I've got your back on this."
"Thank you Harry," Hermione said and hugged her friend. "Now… Let's go have a word with him."
Hermione turned and the two of them headed towards what looked like a little cottage in the middle of this winter wonderland.
"Ready?" Hermione asked as they reached the front door and Harry nodded.
Hermione lifted up her foot and kicked the door open.
"SANTA CLAUS, YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!"