A/N: Hello and welcome to the first of our twelve drabbles. We join the household of Ron and Hermione, two weeks before Christmas and Rose and Hugo can't wait. Written by Amy. Enjoy and Thanks for reading.
Christmas with the Weasley's
Ron couldn't help but smile as he heard a rattle and saw a flash of ginger behind the tree. He crept over quietly, grinning as he lunged forward, grabbing the mini ginger and tickling them mercilessly.
"Daaaadddyyyyy," squealed Rose between bursts of laughter.
"Was petal trying to find her Christmas presents again," came a voice behind them. Ron turned to find his wife smiling indulgently, a cup of tea in her hands and leaning against the door frame.
"I wasn't mummy I promise!" said Rose from her father's grasp.
"Was too was too was too!" came Hugo's voice as he too came from behind the tree.
Ron and Hermione shared a knowing look before turning back to their son with eyebrows raised.
"And what were you doing behind their young man," asked Hermione, putting her cup on the table in favour of pulling a stern looking position.
Hugo muttered something unintelligible and the three other Weasley shared a look, rose jumping down from her dad before running at her brother. Soon being joined by her parents the family became one laughing mass on the floor. That was what Christmas was about in all honesty. Family and love and joy. After all what is more joyous than a child's laugh.