Harry's Nightmare Before Christmas

Christmas time is here, and here is a present for you all. Hope you enjoy. And thank you for all those who review and place this story on their favorites and alerts. Sorry of any spelling and/or Grammar mistakes, tell me if you see any please. Merry Christmas.

Disclaimer; I don't own anything of the Harry Potter world nor the Nightmare before Christmas. Both are my favorite book series and movie. Merry Christmas.

(Story start)

Dumbledore after setting the book down asked out loud, "Who would like to read next?"

Before anyone answer a chill spread throughout the hall. And a eerily laugh came out of no where sending shivers down everyone's spin. Mad-Eye had his wand out his magical eye zoom around. After thirty seconds he cried out, "Who are you? Show yourself!"

And a voice cried out, a creepy but cherry voice that didn't help the mood. Then all the shadows stretched until the cover the walls and the shifted into different monstrous figures "Who am I? I am the fear that keep you awake, I'm the shadows on the wall, I'm monster they become, I'm the nightmares in your skull. I'm the quiver of your heart, that stabbing pain, that sudden start."

The hall looked all around as the shadows vanished. No one seemed to notice that the ghosts were all but bouncing with glee. "I am the master of fear, the lord and face of Halloween, the knight of nightmares. I am the great pumpkin king," the doors to the great hall slammed open and a figure slid into the room. The students gasped as the tall skeleton stood up, his pinstripe suit and bat bow tie showed him for whom he was, "I'm Jack Skellington!"

The hall was quite before all the ghost clapped their hand and floated down to greet him. "Oh Jack, you grace use with your presences." Said Nearly Headless Nick as he bowed his head flipping over.

"Oh wonderful performance Jack," said the Fat Friar clapping with glee.

"It is an honor to have you here Jack." Said the grey lady the Ravenclaw ghost.

"Thank you, thank you" Jack said as the ghosts parted making room as he started to walk to the head table. He smiled at all of them and even patted Moaning Myrtle on the head. Said girl look like she was about to faint. Jack then called out to Dumbledore. "Happy Halloween! I hope I'm not too late?"

"Oh?" Dumbledore asked his eyes twinkling.

"Oh yes, I got word of what the ghosts were doing for me so I felt that to would be rude not to attended."

"But Jack, Halloween is tonight. Don't you have much work to do?" asked one of the ghosts.

Jack waved his hand at the ghost and said, "It's alright, there is not much left to do and they can manage without me." He then turn to Dumbledore, "May I read?"

The headmaster nodded and gave him the book. But before he got started he snapped his fingers. "Oh, I almost forgot." And he gave a short sharp whistle.

A barking was heard and a ghost dog came right through the door and floated next to Jack. After opening the right page he started,

"Chapter two, Harry's Lament

The hall whispered wonder what did this have to do with Harry Potter, come to think of it they haven't heard from the younger book version since he went through the door.

The town cheered as Jack climbed down. "Marvelous Jack, excellent work." The mayor cried out in sheer joy.

"Great work everybody, this was our most horrible yet." Jack said before the monster all surrounded him.

"All thanks to your leadership Jack," said the Mayor his large grin

"Thank you, mayor." Was all that Jack said before the others were upon him.

"You are a real scream Jack." Said one of the vampires.

"You are a witches' fondest dream Jack." Exclaim the taller of the two witches. The shorter one hugged his leg saying, "You make walls fall Jack."

"Walls, you mean he makes the mountains crack."

"Oh you make wounds ooze and skin crawl Jack." Said a scaly creature that is not out of place in the black lagoon.

The student all looked at the pumpkin king, was he really that good? The monster in the story and the ghost seem to think so.

The monsters all showered the pumpkin king with praise, even thou he seemed to be trying to get away. No one notice someone not joining in but watching a bit back. She was a tall looking doll. She had long red yarn like hair and small stitches on either side of her mouth. Many parts of her body seemed to be stitched together and even her dress was sewed together from many different fabrics.

Some of the girls could not help shudder at the stat of this girl's cloths.

Her name was Sally. She was about to get closer when her arm was grabbed. The figure holding the arm was a short man in a motorized wheelchair. He had a lab coat on and his hand had black rubber gloves. He wore glasses had a bald dome like head and a nose and mouth like a duck. This was Doctor Finklestein, the man scientist of the town and Sally's creator. "The deadly nightshade you slip me wore off Sally. Come on, it's time to go home. You aren't ready for this much excitement."

"Deadly nightshade? I don't believe I like the sound of that." Said professor Sprout.

Jack turned to her, "The plant is harmless, it just puts people to sleep for several hours."

"But why would she use it in the first place?" Snape asked.

"Oh the doctor never let her out much, and she never wants to just stay in the lab all day."

"Yes I am!" cried Sally as she dragged her feet trying to stop from being pulled back. Then she got an idea. She grabbed on of the treads on her upper arm and pulled. The black tread was pulled free and her arm was pulled away from her body.

Gasps were heard all across the hall and a student asked, "Is she alright?"

Jack turned to the crowd, "Don't worry, Sally isn't injured at all. I'm sure the book will explain."

The doctor was knocked over and fell out of the wheelchair. He was holding Sally's arm which had autumn leaves sticking out of it. Sally ran as the doctor shouted "Come back here you foolish OW!" banishing the arm, which then knocked several time on the doctor's bald head.

The students and teacher were stunned at this. Was she really just a living rag doll? Hermione wanted to doubt this but seeing Jack and Zero made her reconsider.

Jack was still trying to get away from the crowd when the Mayor calls out with a megaphone. "Attention everyone! It time to hand out the awards. This year's award for the most amount of blood drained in one evening goes to the local vampires"

The crowd clapped and the vampire went up the collect the trophy. As the crowd attention was elsewhere Jack started to walk away. He head toward the graveyard outside of time to think.

"Think about what?" called out Ron.

"You'll see," Jack said. If his feelings were right he knew what was coming next.

He walked down the path way to the gates out of town. On his way he past the town band, they only had three players all zombie like wearing red suits. One on the saxophone, the other on an accordion the last one on a coffin shape bass with a head inside the hollow hole. As he past he flipped a coin into their tin and the one playing the saxophone said "Nice work, bone-daddy."

The twins, as well as a few students, could not help but chuckle and giggle at the nick name. The twins now had a new nick-name to call their new guest.

"Thanks I guess so, just like the year before and the year before that and the year before that." Jack said sadly was he went out the gates.

Several people in the hall frowned. The never really had a holiday where it really was the same. Every year was different, no matter how small.

Jack silently walked through the graveyard until be pass a small grave shaped like a dog house. He stopped for a few seconds and patted his leg. Almost at once a small ghost appeared through the ground of the grave. The dog was small it lower body look like nothing but a sheet waving in an invisible wind. It head hand two long flow stripes for ears a snout that looked almost like a beak and a small glowing jack-o-lantern on the tip acting as a nose.

Everyone look at the small ghost dog floating next to Jack, seeing as this was Zero.

The dog, Zero, barked twice before following his master.

Sally sat behind a grave stone and sighed. She knew she had to go back sooner or later to get her arm fixed. It was then did Sally notice Jack. Jack didn't even know she was there. He was focus on this felling in his bones and heart that he could not get rid off.

From the look on Jack's face everyone could tell that he really didn't know Sally was there.

As he leaned against a large head stone he put those feelings into word and he began to sing into the night.

The twins then stood up and shouted "Sing it bone-daddy!" causing more laughs.

Other students joined in and the ghosts call out wanting to hear the pumpkin king's song. Even Zero barked his approval. Jack chuckle and said, "Don't worry, I intent to." And he began to sing in the same tone he used that night.

There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet

The students didn't have any doubts of this after that little introduction before. Even the Gryffindors didn't want to see Jack when he is trying hard.

As Jack sang his song he moved through the grave yard zero following excited. Then his tone lower and sadder even.

Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
(At a louder and deeper tone before going back to normal)
Have grown so tired of the same old thing

Jack sang his heart out to the night sky. His tone even sadder as he and zero began to walk up the spiral hill. Sally move from behind grave stone to grave stone getting closer and listen.

Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known

Jack's mood brightens a little in the pale moon light when they reach the top of the hill. And he began to sing again in the same tone as the first verse.

I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants

Here he waved his hand at the pumpkin patch below causing all of them to turn into jack-o-lanterns and little ghost flew out of their mouths.

Jack did the same to all the pumpkins above to everyone's aw.

To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France

Fleur could not help but give a small nod at this. She has heard stories of the pumpkin king from the veela side of her family. Fleur could believe she was really meeting the lord of Halloween here. She gave a small smile in seeing their reactions of her really meeting him. Perhaps Jack will let her get a picture with her for her family. All she then needed was a picture of Harry Potter for her little sister.

Jack straiten up as he continue. And for the next verse he pulled his skeleton head off his body still singing. He put it back on after the verse was over.

And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations

Jack pulled his head off just like last time, not really reading from the book here but more really remembering what was said. The crowd gasps seeing the head still singing even if it was not attached to the body.

Jack began again in a softer sadder tone like before.

But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could

Jack began to walk to the edge of the hill towards the forest. Spiral hill uncoiled was he walked making a path for him until be was on the pathway toward the woods. And he sang the last verse of his song in his saddest tone yet. Sally could only look in sadness as Jack started to disappear into the woods

Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears

The students and teachers could not help but pity him. This didn't seem like the Jack in front of them. What happen between now and then? Some wondered, was this really the skeleton that scared them all on that one Christmas Eve. The ghost had ghost like tears in their eyes; Moaning Myrtle looked like seconds away from crying. Did the pumpkin king really feel like this? Even Snape could not help be see how this figure was so unlike fame loving Potter.

Jack read on hoping to end the sad faces. He knew this was years ago and thing were different now.

As his song end and no one but Zero by his side, Jack began to change. He shrunk down to the size of a child, his suit shrinking with him. His bones were cover with skin and flesh and now black untidy hair cover his head. Glasses covered his face as the bright green eye of Harry Potter gazed up at the night sky.

Not a sound was heard except for Zero barking as jack closed the book, glad he finished the chapter to end the sad faces he didn't really notice what he just read. "And that end the chapter now who…wants…to..." Jack was now aware that all eyes were on him. It was then and there did what he just read registered to him. With a wince he said more to himself then anyone else, "I really should not have read that last part."

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