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AN: This is quite badly written actually. I wrote it months ago but haven't got the chance to put it up (or didn't want to coz its so bad).
Snow was swirling around the roomy house in East London, a wreath decorating its doorway. Inside, a small family was gathered around the Christmas tree in the living room.
"George!"
"What?" George asked of his wife Alicia, holding Fred Junior up above his head. The red-haired baby stretched his arms and snatched at the levitating mistletoe just out of reach, giggling.
"Maybe he's scared of heights," said Alicia worriedly.
"Don't be silly, Fred never was," said George, bringing Fred Junior to his chest.
"He's not even a year old, George," said Alicia tiredly, refraining from reminding George that Fred wasn't Fred.
"And I thought that Christmas with you was going to be fun," said George. "Now, no offence to the baby, but I'd prefer making out with my wife under the mistletoe than with him."
Alicia's reproachful look melted as George bent down and kissed her.
"Now was that so hard?" asked George.
Alicia lifted Fred out of George's arms and cradled him.
"It's nine o'clock on Christmas Day and we still haven't opened presents!" exclaimed George, bending down.
"Just like when you were eleven," muttered Alicia, rolling her eyes and joining George on the carpet.
"Okay, now, 'Licia, Fred and I went out the other day and we got you that pile of presents over there."
George pointed to a pile of purple presents. Fred copied him. After Alicia opened all her presents, which included perfume, a golden necklace with matching earrings, chocolate cauldrons, a year's subscription to Witch Weekly, a black mini-dress and a bouquet of white roses, George opened his.
"Aww, some of my products, how did you know?" asked George, a cheeky grin on his face. "Guess Lee gave you them for free?"
"Well," said Alicia, "Although it's probably the stupidest thing I've ever done, it actually means that you can prank me for seven months without me shouting my head off at you, provided it's not dangerous - okay, not too dangerous - and you're not going to cheat on me. ."
"Now why would I do that?" asked George, ripping through the rest of his presents. Alicia had bought him the latest Garden Gnomes album, Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, dressrobes, and an owl named Treacle.
"Okay, now, Freddie, let's see your presents!" cooed Alicia. She opened a small box. "I got you this colour changing pacifier." She put it in Fred's mouth as it changed from blue to green, but he spit it out.
"Hey, your mother worked real hard to find the right present for you," said George, setting a present in front of Alicia and Fred. Fred fiddled with the ribbon for a while as Alicia restrained him, before George opened it to reveal The Deluxe Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes Gift Set. George explained to Fred what each product did.
"...and this stuff makes it dark," George finished. Fred put his hand in the box of Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder that George was holding up and threw it into the air.
"Just like Uncle Fred," said George proudly into the darkness.
Alicia groaned.