Christmas Memories
AN: When I first did this, I forgot to add time between GoF and OotP, so… I'm just winging it.
Chapter 2: Prisoner of Azkaban through Goblet of Fire
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Harry went back to the sitting room, thinking of his third year Christmas….
Sitting in the common room by the fire, Crookshanks on his lap was relaxing. That year, he got a scarlet sweater with a lion on the front. The food he got, home-baked mince pies, Christmas cake, and nut brittle, were good. Harry looked forward to lessons against Dementors with Professor Lupin. But the real highlight of that Christmas was Harry's Firebolt.
Harry smiled at the thought of his Firebolt. That broom was amazing.
They were now sitting in the dining room, having a huge Christmas breakfast. Harry glanced up at Ginny, remembering that she went to the Yule Ball in his fourth year with Neville. He was a bit stressed that year, but Christmas was fun…
Getting socks from Dobby that morning had been funny. Hermione had gotten Harry Quidditch Teams of Britain and Ireland and Ron a bag of Dungbombs. Sirius gave him that amazing knife and Hagrid got Harry an assortment of treats. And, of course, Harry got the annually sweater; this year, green with a dragon. The Yule Ball was the highlight, though. The Great Hall had transformed completely, the whole place sparkling with silver dust, everything covered in mistletoe and holly.
Harry and his family were at the Burrow for lunch. James, Albus, Lily, Rose, and Hugo were playing together. Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were watching their kids, while Mrs. and Mr. Weasley were making a grand meal. Harry watched Albus and Rose playing quietly, thinking that they grew up in a much better world than he did. Harry thought back to his first Christmas with Voldemort back…