It was christmas at the Burrow, mrs Weasly was in the kitchen cleaning up the plates from their meal. It had been a lovely tea, they had had turkey with all the sides you could think of. And to no surprise as much as you could think of, after all it was a Weasly Christmas!

Everyone else was in the living room, Bill and Fleur sat on the couch next to Mr Weasly who was talking to Harry about all things and George were sitting on the two seat sette in deep conversation with Ron and Hermione who were sitting on the floor. Remus and Tonks sat cuddeled up in a chair and Ginny sat on the floor readiing a book.

It was the Christmas after Dumbledoors death, but it wasnt bringing anyone down. They all knew he would want them to enjoy themselves. And they were.

'What you reading there Gin?' Bill asked, trying to look over at the book, but failing as Ginny closed it to.

'Nothing much, quite boring actually.' She placed the book on the floor next to her. However Fred then ceased the oppitunity to grab the book and see what it was about.

'Speacial songs' Fred read. Ginny wasn't ususlly cheesey, but the book had required the title.

Fred opened the book, but was met with blank pages. 'Ginny, I hate to break it to you, but theres nothing in here.' To prove his point he flicked through the pages, show casing them to Ginny.

'Thats because I have charmed it, so nosey gits like you cant read it.' She reached over and grabbed the book off off Fred, hitting him on the head with it in the process.

'Now Ginerva, you need to watch your tounge, how unlady like of you, what would mother say!' George imatated Percy. At this everyone smiled.

'Well if you didnt go snooping through my stuff I wouldnt need to now would I?'

'Ohh touchy touchy arent we little Ginny.' Fred made a whinny baby voice, 'I think its that time of the month George!' He pretend to whisper, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear, and for Ginny to go bright red.

'I agree Fred, hormonal bunch the female Weaslys, its why there arent that many of them, no one can put up with one.'

There were sniggers heard from the male population of the room, and then grunts of pain as the female half hit them.

'Eet is not nice to tease your zizter like zat Fred, you wouldnt like zit!' Fleur sat there with a frown on her 'oh so perfect' face.

Ginny turned around to face Fleur. 'Thanks Fle- hey!' Ginny yelped as Bill who had snook behind her without notice stole the book from her hand and sat down to read it.

'Bill...' whinned Ginny as she walkes over to take it off him.

'Are they song Gin?' He asked.

'Yes' ginny said hesitantly, insure of where this was going.

'Why dont you sing us one and we will leave you alone.' It was more a statement than question, but he still got a response of no.

'Please Ginnykins, where's that christmas spirit!' George pulled a puppy dog face. Ginny, knowing she wouldnt get out of this any other way sighed and agreed,

'Only if you stop calling me that George!'

'Okay Ginnykins!'

'Errrr' Ginny sighed as she pulled the book off of Bill.

'What do you want me to sing then?' If she was gonna do it, she might as well get it done as soon as possible.

'Well what are they about?' Asked Bill.

'There about a Guy who I used to date.'

All her brothers bar Ron looked astounded,

'Are you telling us you have a boyfriend?' Fred half yelled.

'Used to' Ginny corrected, quickly looking over at Harry without anyone noticing.

'Your too young, did he hurt you? What did he do? You know ill kill hi-' the questions escaped Bills mouth at lightening speed giving Ginny no time whatsoever to react. Luckily Tonks saved her.

'Leave her alone guys, if you were listening she isnt dating the guy anymore, besides she can take care of herslef. Lets just listen to her sing if you'll be so iind as to shut your trap.'

Ron and Hermione couldnt help but smile at Tonks' abruptness, if only she knew who it was.

'Ginny why dont you sing us the most recent one.' Suggested Remus.

'Okay' she said as she flipped through the book, 'this is called Goodbye I finished it yesterday so its a bit sketchy.'

And she started to sing.