This is my first fanfic, I hope you guys enjoy!

I don't own Harry Potter, sadly. It belongs to Jo Rowling!
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Chapter One

Snow falls slowly outside, coming down in heavy clumps and sticking to the ground. Little green tips poke up from under the snow, the blades of grass that lie beneath it. The cold window pressed against my cheek keeps me awake, otherwise I'd be passed out. Even the loud chatter from the others in the compartment doesn't help keep my eyes open, I'm so exhausted. Anxiety about seeing my family for Christmas left me sleepless last night.

A blonde head of hair pops into my peripheral and I shove Scorpius off of my shoulder, now less sleepy. "Rise and shine, Rosie." he jokes, sticking out his tongue. I offer another little push and direct my attention to Albus and Maisy in the corner of the compartment, snuggled up under a blanket together. Al looks so much like his brother, and I'm reminded of James and Lexi, them curled up next to each other back at the Burrow. It's hard sometimes, being, essentially, the only single person at my school. It's even harder when the most nauseating couples include members of your family, as you're constantly surrounded by it. Even Lily, the youngest Weasley-Potter, has a boyfriend.

While the couples are cute and all, it's just a constant pressure to find that special guy.

Scorp is cracking a joke, but I'm too tired and irritated to listen. Instead, I rest my head back on the train's window and doze off.

What feels like minutes later, the Express screeches to a halt and everyone hurries to grab their trunks off of the shelves overhead. Scorp, being much taller than me, tugs down my suitcase as well and offers it to me. "Thanks." I mumble grins and follows the rest of our friends out of the compartment. I fall into step beside him, and watch all the couples around us. "So where is Violet?" I wonder, nudging Scorp. He adjusts the strap of his rucksack and peers over the crowd to find his parents. "She decided to stay at Hogwarts for the holiday. Erm, family troubles, I s'pose."

I never understood why Scorpius was always so uncomfortable talking about his girlfriend. Violet was nice-looking, and pleasant enough, yet when her name was mentioned, he went rigid. I spotted my parents up ahead. I turn to Scorp and give him a parting hug. "Come visit the Burrow after your family does gifts tomorrow, all right?"

"Course." He smiles, gives me another squeeze, then turns to find his own family.

"Mum, Dad!" I cry as I break into a run. I wave my arms a bit to catch their eyes. When I reach them, Dad pulls me into a tight hug. "Hello, Sweetie." Mum says when I'm passed into her arms.

I smile and pull away to greet the rest of my family. Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny, along with Uncle George and Unlce Percy are here. "Where is everyone?" I ask.

"Angie and Audrey wanted to stay and help Grandmum finish dinner, and James didn't want to leave Lexi." George explains, with a slight eye-roll. James never wanted to leave Lexi's side.

"Everyone else went to get a Christmas tree, Muggle-style." Ginny continued, smiling wryly at the thought.

I brightened at the prospect of decorating a Christmas tree with the family. "Well, brilliant." I said.

Back at the Burrow, the smell of turkey and all things delicious greeted me at the front door. We all entered the house to find Grandmum and my aunts storming about the kitchen, wands waving madly. Suddenly, the room is awash in movement as we all hug and say hello.

Grandmum fusses over how tall I've gotten since August, Teddy musses my hair and Dominique gives me a squealing hug.

There, in the middle of our cramped kitchen, I'm so happy to be back for the holiday. No matter what stress they cause, I love my family and I'd missed them like mad.

The majority of us file out of the kitchen then, making room for Grandmum and the others to finish den where we gather is decorated with little balls of light, clearly made as the result of some spell. They hang from strings that circle the room. It's a nice sight.

There's noise all about, several conversations starting at once. I find sanctuary by the sofa towards the corner of the room, flopping down onto the cushion. I lean back and close my eyes, still tired despite my little nap on the train.

I feel someone drop down beside me and open my eyes to see Lexi. She smiles sympathetically at me. "A bit crazed, isn't it?" she comments. Lexi wasn't technically part of the family yet, and I had a feeling she was just realizing what she'd be getting into. I nod and smile back. "You haven't seen anything just yet." I tell her wryly. She laughs and stretches, her hand resting on her pregnant belly. Her engagement ring sparkles in the light. "James picked a lovely ring." I say politely, nodding to it. Lexi's face lights up as she grins down at her hand. "It is beautiful.I'm a tad..anxious, though. I'm becoming a mother and a wife all at once." She looks at me, a funny expression on her face. "Not that you can quite understand, of course." She laughs and begins to say something else when James walks over. "Hey, Rosie!" he crows. I smile and murmur a hi back, suddenly feeling out of place as he gives Lexi a kiss. I shyly stand up and return to the kitchen.

"Need some help?" I ask upon entering. Grandmum turns to me and smiles. "It'd be wonderful if you could set the table, dear."

I take the plates Audrey holds out to me and go into the dining room, placing them accordingly. I return and do the same for the untensils, then the napkins.

A bit later, we all sat down for dinner. The dining room is enormous, far larger than its original size. Grandad had added an extension to it when our family really started to grow. You could fit over thirty people in here, which was nessecary during the holidays.

As was usual at the Burrow, it was loud. Chatter bounced off the walls, making it hard to even think.

On my right was Victoire laughing at something Teddy had said to her. On my left, James and Lexi sat very close to each other, eating quietly while making googly eyes to each other.

I felt dreadfully single.

"So, Rosie." Teddy said audibly, causing the other conversations to quiet slightly. "Found yourself a boyfriend yet?" Several eyes turned to me, and I felt my face burn. "Not yet, Teddy!" I replied goodnaturedly, despite my embarrassment. I loved Teddy, but he sure knew how to make me angry.

"Good, Rosie. Keep it that way!" Dad said proudly. Mum rolled her eyes."Don't listen to him, Rosie. You're allowed to date if you want to."

And now everyone at the table was paying attention to me. All other conversations ceased. My face was more red than my hair. "Rose, your dad's a bit of a prat." Aunt Ginny said, smiling widely. "Listen to your mum, she's the brains, afterall." Mum held in a laugh, and Dad began to protest, but I did my best at tuning him out. After a moment, the others picked up their own conversations again, and dinner ended without another incident.

Later, back at our house, I layed in bed drowsily. My mind was filled with Christmas-y thoughts and I felt quite warm despite the snow falling outside. I always loved this time of the year. For my family, it'd always been routine, very traditional. After dinner on Christmas Eve, most of the younger kids made cookies with Grandmum, and the teens decorated the tree while the adults sat about chatting.

Grandmum had Celestina Warbeck's music playing in the background, like always. Then we'd all return to our own homes for Christmas.

I happily recalled the Christmas tree earlier that evening, picturing the twinkling lights and the home-made ornaments.I smiled to myself, rolling onto my side.I closed my eyes, knowing I'd be alseep in minutes.

The next morning, I was up early, as usual. I'd inherited my mum's punctuality. I was rarely late to anything. I took a shower, dressed in my comfy Chudley Cannons jumper, and went downstairs to the kitchen. Unsurprisingly, Mum was already sitting at the island, reading the Daily Prophet with a steaming mug in her hand.

"Morning, sweetie." she said, giving me a one-armed hug. "And Happy Christmas!"

"Happy Christmas." I caroled back, turning to make myself some tea.

Then, Hugo came barreling down the stairs, hair flying in all directions. I snickered."Happy Christmas!" He cried, excitedly. Hugo, even at age fifteen, still acted like a little kid when it came to holidays. Mum smiled and patted down his hair. He ducked out of her reach.

"Is your father still asleep? Mum asked him. Hugo shrugged, but just then Dad came down the stairs as well. "Happy Christmas," Dad greeted, grinning. He gave Mum a peck on the lips, and Hugo made a face. "Now that Dad's up, can we exchange gifts?" He pressed.

Mum laughed. "All right, all right."

After we'd finished opening our presents, Hugo and I lounged in the den, while Dad helped Mum cook dinner. There was a crackling in the fireplace, and suddenly Scorpius emerged from it with Al in tow. "Happy Christmas!" We all cried in unison. Al grinned and sat down on the couch beside Hugo. "Mum, Dad, and Lily are coming soon, too."

Scorp walked over to me and offered a hand to pull me up from my seat. "Come on, I have your gift!" He explained excitedly. He held onto my hand still, leading me out of the livingroom and into the hall. "I have yours up in my room, let me go get it." I turned for the stairs, but Scorpius stopped me. "I told you I didn't want a gift, you tosser."

"And I told you that I was still getting you one, you tosser." I rolled his eyes. "Well, at least bring me it later. I want you to open this now." He smiled, flashing his perfect teeth. I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help smiling in turn. "Fine."

Scorp handed me me a thin box, wrapped in silver and lined with a blue bow. "Open it." he urged.

"Oh, but the wrapping's so pretty," I hesitated, trying not to tear it too much.

"Bullocks, just open it."

I tore the silver off, to find a wooden box. "Look at the lid." Scorp advised, grinning. I gaped, seeing the intricate carvings. It was a garden, by the looks of it. Flowers were all over, very carefully carved. "Did you carve this?" I asked, surprised. Scorp smirked. "Didn't think I had it in me, eh?" he asked smugly. I hit his arm playfully.

Then I carefully open the box, feeling like it might break if I'm not too careful. Inside, nestled between the velvet lining, is a delicate silver bracelet. Little charms dangle from it, shaped like roses. I laugh at that, and look up at Scorp. "It's beautiful, ." I reach up to kiss his cheek. "This was so nice of you."

He looks pleased. "It was no big deal..." he grinned. "But you really like it?"

"Yes!" I hold out my arm. "Put it on for me."

Scorp takes the bracelet from its box and hooks it around my wrist. "Looks good."

"Thanks again." I smile. "Are your parents expecting you back? You could stay here for dinner."

"I could eat," he teases, and leads the way back to the livingroom.

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