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It was almost the Christmas holidays at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall was just coming around to collect the names of the students that would be staying at school for Christmas. Harry, Ron and Hermione all went to sign their names, followed by Fred and George Weasley. Harry sat back down and looked across the Gryffindor common room. He was finding it easier to ignore or at least be civil with Ginny. Though he didn't talk to her much anymore, they weren't fighting and he could deal with having to see her everyday. Just as Harry started to get on with his homework, he saw that Ginny was now talking to Professor McGonagall. He hadn't noticed her going to sign the form to say she was staying. "I don't see what the problem is, Miss Weasley. You've always stayed at Hogwarts with your brothers. Why not this year?"
"Professor, I just want to go home. Besides…you remember Bill? He's, um, coming home this Christmas and I—haven't seen him in a while." Harry knew she was lying. Bill, the oldest of the Weasleys, wasn't coming home for Christmas, otherwise Ron would have told him. He realised that she wanted to go home because of him.
"Alright, Miss Weasley. Stay safe on your holidays." Professor McGonagall left the common room through the portrait hole.
Ron had also overheard Ginny and Professor McGonagall talking and went over to talk to her. "What's with you going home for the holidays? Bill's not coming home, is he?" Ron began to reel out more questions for Ginny, but she was preoccupied and didn't hear a word her brother said. She was looking over at Dean Thomas. He was chatting and laughing with Seamus Finnigan. She still stole the occasional smile from him and she often fantasised about their first meeting.
She did miss talking to him a lot. Maybe she'd write to him on the holidays.
"Really, Potter… You think you would have learned by now… Just like your father." Professor Snape snarled as he took 20 points from Gryffindor. It was a double potions lesson and Snape was being as painfully boring as ever. Even though it was the last class before everyone went on their Christmas break, Professor Snape was making everyone work just as hard as they would have in the middle of exams.
"Look at Malfoy… Oh, I bet he's enjoying this…" Ron said under his breath so that Snape couldn't hear. Draco Malfoy sat at his bench, cutting up his ingredients for his potion with a smug grin on his pale face. He just loved it when Gryffindor lost house points, especially when Harry or Ron was at fault. Finally, the bell rang and everybody left in a hurry. "I thought that lesson would never end! How long must Snape drone on for…" Ron stopped. He saw a sight that could have made him be sick. There was his little sister, Ginny, sitting on the railing of the staircase leading up to Gryffindor Tower, snogging the face off of Dean Thomas.