It was Christmas Eve and the Weasley house was quiet. The only person awake wasn't a Weasley at all. It was Harry Potter. Unable to sleep, he crept downstairs to peek at the presents. He tiptoed into the living room to find Hermione asleep on the rug in front of the fire. Carefully, he lifted her up and gently laid her on the settee. Although he did his best, Hermione awoke. "Harry?"
"Yes, Hermione."
"You're wonderful, you know that?"
"Yeah, I know."
"Silly, too." Hermione was almost asleep, when she surprised both of them by
reaching up and kissing him.