Christmas…
Disclaimer: I owe it all to JKR
A/N: I think in the first part the boys are a bit drunk…
Finally, vacation! No more classes. No more homework. Just Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny in Gryffindor Tower. It was 3 in the morning on the night before Christmas, well I guess it was Christmas Day.
Ron and Harry were playing chess in the middle of the common from, perched on poufs, stolen form Professor Trelawney, which were placed on a table, which was stacked on another table. Ginny was asleep with her head in Hermione's lap who was slowly french-braiding her hair.
Quite suddenly, Ron sneezed and tumbled from the top of their pile, landing on his knees. Harry laughed quietly, stood up, jumped down to the floor and said, "So does this mean I win?" "Sure," Ron rplied lazily from the floor.
Hermione said to Harry, "I sit just me or does he get more clumsy with every step he takes?" Harry chuckled sleepily and nodded his agreement.
He made his way over to the couch and accidentally plopped down upon Ginny's feet, who yelped and tried to sit up, but Hermione had a firm grip on her hair, so Ginny's head snapped back onto Hermione's lap.
"Harry get the bloody hell up I was sleeping!" she shrieked. "Watch it, you sound like your brother," snapped Hermione.
"I'm not always that bad: retorted Ron, now on his feet. Ginny snorted and said, "Harry get off my feet, and Hermione, you're pulling my hair out."
Harry and Hermione jumped up and walked over to the other couch and sat down. Ron sat next to Ginny, who was now sleeping in a sitting position with her head against the armrest. He promptly stretched out, placed his feet on Ginny's knees and began to snore. Harry glanced at Hermione and rolled his eyes, but she was already curled up like a cat on the other cushion with her eyes tightly shut. Harry got up, pulled a pillow off a chair and fell asleep sprawled on the floor.
The four teenagers awoke around 11:30 at the sound of the chess board falling to the floor. Rather startled, they groggily sat up and rubbed their eyes in a disgruntled fashion. Ron looked around, and his face lit up; "PRESENTS!" He and Ginny, in true Weasley fashion, lept toward their piles and started digging through them, Ron was moving faster than Ginny and reached the bottom of his set first. Harry was only on his third present, Hermione her secong, and Ginny about three quarters of the way thourgh hers.
Ron bit his lip and thought ahrd for a moment and then hesitantly started to speak, "Erm… Hermione? I think the…er… house-elves um… forgot to put your present here in the common room" "Oh, well then," Hermione replied bluntly, "let's go up to your dormitory and fetch it."
Ginny's eyes widened for a moment as she looked at Hermoine, but she only grinned slightly and truned around to mount the boy's stair with Ron close behind.
Harry reached for an envelope in his pile, expecting the Dursley's usual crappy present. But, Harry J. Potter was written on it in Ginny's handwriting. He shook out a piece of parchment and stared at the 3 short words, his face flaring red; I love you.
He looked up into Ginny's chocolate eyes, she smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm sorry to be repetitive Harry, but I fear I'm in the same predicament as Ron, I can't seem to find your gft." They stared at eachother for a moment and then Harry said, "That's because I have it right here."
He leaned across Hermione's presents and kissed her softly on the lips. He drew away and opened his eyes to see Ginny smilng. "Funny," she said, "that's what Hermione got Ron."
Fin
