I hate Christmas.
Well, that’s not true. I love Christmas. The presents, the joy, the giant tree that Hagrid drags into the Great Hall every year. I love the feast, Merlin do I love the feast. I love how excited everyone gets, how there’s a light in everyone’s eyes as we approach the end of December, and how it snows and we have snowball fights and make forts and snowmen and snow angels, staring up into the sky.
What I hate is mistletoe.