The 12 Days of Christmas

Summary: A series of Song-fics about Fred and Hermione. One a day till Christmas. All about the holidays and how our favorite couple handles different situations.

A/N: Hi guys! I know that I should be working on my other stories but I couldn't think about them right now. I am sorry for the delay but I hope you like this new Christmas story. These are going to be one shots about Fred/Hermione but they don't relate to each other unless said so before hand. Also this chapter is based on the song It's Beginning to look a lot like Christmas, so try to listen to it. I like the version by Celtic Thunder's Neil.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, my writing would be better, I would be rich, and my name would be different.

Pairing: Fred Weasley/Hermione Granger

Chp 1: It's Beginning to look a lot like Christmas

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Everywhere you go

Take a look in the Five and Ten

Glistening once again

With candy canes and silver lanes aglow

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Toys in every store

But the prettiest sight to see

Is the holly that will be

On your own front door

The holidays were here, and the Christmas spirit was in the air. Thanksgiving had just gone by and the Weasleys were decorating the burrow. The cold winter breeze flew in through the open door, while three Weasley men walked in with boxes.

"Here you are darling, all the Christmas decorations for the house." Mr. Weasley said to his wife.

"Oh, wonderful. Let's get to it. If we all help decorate we should be done by dinner," Mrs. Weasley replied, " just put those boxes down boys and start unloading them into piles."

The two twins set to work unloading boxes, and when the four younger children came down Mrs. Weasley set them straight to work too.

"Hermione, Fred, could you to please be dears and go hang the lights up outside. Just charm them for the roof top and put some on the trees please."

"Of course Molly. Come on Fred."

The lanky ginger boy and the petite girl walked outside, their hands full of lights. When coming to the wanted spot to hang up lights, both teens got their wands out.

"Ready Mione?"

"Ready Fred." And with that the two simultaneously started hanging lights up in the same fashion covering multiple areas. Once the roof was lined with the multi-colored bulbs, they moved on to lighting the trees.

Umph!Hermione grunted as she fell down into the snow, realizing she was hit with snow from somewhere. Assuming it was Fred, she gathered enough snow to form a snowball and threw it at him, hitting the twin in the back.

As Fred turned around, a laughing Hermione started to run from sight just to get hit with a snowball to the back of the head.

"Don't mess with fire Granger, you might get burned." Fred smirked and thought of the irony of that statement during the snowball fight.

"You sure you want to mess with me Freddie? I'm pretty boss at snowball fights," Hermione said while throwing another snowball at Fred, who had just started to move from his hiding spot.

Jumping behind a tree Fred decided to just throw some snowballs instead of talking. She had declared war and Fred wasn't going to back down.

Within five minutes, lots of laughing and hiding, Hermione was hiding behind a tree looking around it, turning slightly to see where Fred was. Suddenly, two strong, muscular arms wrapped around her waist, picking her up.

"Looks like I won. You might need to work on your hiding skills." Fred whispered into Hermione's ear. Hermione blushed and looked down. Then Fred, still holding Hermione, tripped over the tree root on the floor while he was walking backwards, causing both the fall into the snow.

Laying down next to each other both Fred and Hermione stared into each others eyes, slowly leaning in.

"Fred! Hermione! Are you to done?" Mrs. Weasley called out, breaking the trance.

"Coming Mum!" Fred yelled back, then speaking to Hermione, "Come on, we better get back inside.

"What happened to you two?" Mrs. Weasley said when she saw Fred and Hermione covered in snow and their clothes damp.

"We fell." Hermione replied, telling the partial truth.

"Oh dear, why don't you go change into warmer clothes? We can't have you guys getting sick right before the holidays. Now up stairs, both of you."

The two started to walk to the stairs and then up them. Once they arrived at Hermione's room, which was one staircase below Fred's, the silence that had come over them was broken.

"Thanks for helping me decorate Mione. Merry Christmas," and with a quick kiss to the top of the head Fred Weasley left Hermione Granger in front of her temporary room, blushing like a school girl.

I am sorry if it is really bad. It is 1 am right now and I am tired. Leave me comments and ideas if you want to hear/read a song.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS:

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