A/N: I don't own. I know it's late but it came to me during history. Hermione contemplating than real time.
Christmas at the Weasleys is never a boring affair. Especially when held at the secret headquarters of the Order of The Phoenix. Where it's members show up at random times during the day. So it's the perfect place for Christmas.
Sirius really got into the holiday spirit by decorating the whole house. Of course being the prankster he is, he had to put up mistletoe. But not the plain muggle kind; it had to be the magical kind. Magical mistletoe is horrible. It keeps the two in a circle that keeps getting smaller until it's smaller until it's satisfied. Which could be as simple as a peck on the cheek or a full on snog.
Mrs. Weasley tried removing it but of course Sirius had made it very hard to do so. So she stated that no one was to dawdle in the doorway and you could only enter or leave a room one at a time. Of course this just agitated the mistletoe and caused it to start popping up randomly all over the place! This of course led to Mrs. Weasley yelling at Sirius, who just laughed like the mad man he was. Remus didn't get any blame and he was probably the one to charm the mistletoe.
Personally I hate the stuff but some of what it does is hilarious. Snape and Ginny got stuck when it randomly popped up. He was trying to leave and she had to go upstairs. But they glared at each other for so long that they were put in a very awkward position. Ginny was against the door frame and Snape had his hands on either side of her head so she could breathe. She had a look of pure terror and his eyes had a look of mischief in them. He swept down and kissed her on the lips for a whole five minutes before the enchanted plant would let them go. Ginny's face was redder than her hair.
As said it was generally amusing to watch but horrifying to be involved. Thankfully it never appeared above my head. Except for right now! I was stuck in my reading chair with Remus Lupin by my shoulder! When I find Sirius Black he's going to wish he was still in Azkaban. Remus having getting stuck in this darn thing all week simply leaned down and kissed my cheek. The mistletoe didn't like it. It made the area much smaller forcing us closer than either of us wanted. He had to climb into the chair with me. He tried a gentle kiss on my lips. That darned plant still wan't satisfied and forced us closer than Snape and Ginny! We were both blushing like mad. Really this plant has no sense of boundaries.
Both of us too shy to do anything but change position to prevent from squishing me, It led to me sitting on his lap with his knees brought up behind my back. To make it even worse the twins came in, saw our position, saw the mistletoe, and laughed. They both have ended up in similar positions with their wives.
Once they left Remus finally said, "Would this be a bad time to ask if you'd like to go out?"