Hello again! Sorry about the short chapter. I think they are all going to be like this, but hopefully coming faster now.

This fic just hasn't been calling to me lately and I realized that I had been neglecting it and I am so sorry about that. I promise on the shake-y-est of promises that I will do better on working on this and IGYTW in a timely manner. Now without further ado I give you chapter four!


"Move your big fat butt Charlie, I'm trying to put my ornament there." Ginny grouched as she lightly body checks her brother.

Charlie frowned at his sister. "Merlin kid, when did you get so violent?" The younger children collecting burst out laughing.

Ginny huffed loudly and exclaimed. "I'm not that bad!" To which the whole room chorused, 'yes you are'. Ginny grumbled to herself as everyone places the rest of the baubles on the tree.

After the tree was complete Arthur stood up and addressed the crowd. "Now this tree looks a little sad-" There was an uproar and Arthur held up his wand. "Settle down now, don't make me silence you lot." The noise level dropped to quiet grumbling. "Now as I was saying: this tree looks a little sad without presents underneath it. I say we all go out to Diagon Alley and buy presents for those we need to buy for and then we can come back home to work on the ones we are making. Sound like a plan?" There was a cheer. "Good, now go get your warm clothes back on and meet back here in five minutes."

Everyone scrambled for their jackets and money pouches as quick as can be. Molly looked at her husband of many years and just gave him a smile that said 'thank you'. His answering grin and kiss on the nose said 'you're welcome'.

Soon everyone was bundled up for the second time that day. When they all Flooed to Diagon Alley everyone grouped up and went off to go buy presents. "I vonder vat dey vill do ven it eez time to buy prezentz for eech oder?" Fleur asked as she watched the groups all run off.

"No idea love. They can cross that bridge when they come to it." Bill said to his wife as they walked hand-in-hand looking for presents.

"Do you tink dat your Muzzer vill like dis?" Fleur asked a while later as she held up three different colors of yarn. "Beel? Beel! Vat eez zee matter vit you? You do not seem prezent vit me currently." Fleur said with a frown as she placed the yarn back on the table. "Mon amour are you sure you are feeling okay?" She laced her fingers in his and smiled worriedly at him. "Everyzing vill be fine Beel I promiz. Chrizmaz shall be magnifique."

"Je t'aime ma fleur." Bill smiled reassuringly and placed a chaste kiss on his wife's lips. "I'm sure she will love whatever color you pick. Plus Mum will need as many colors as she can get after using most of them to make everyone Christmas jumpers."

Fleur frowned. "Do not avoid my questeon Beel. I love you but you vill not keep secrets from me. Now tell me vat eez botering you."

"It's just the season my flower, celebrating Christmas just feels weird without everyone and it's affecting everyone. It's worse because everyone is together; we feel the loss of Fred more because everyone else is here. It cannot be helped."

Fleur huffed. "Cannot be helped!" Bill just kissed his wife and paid for all of the yarn balls she had been looking at.


Don't hate me if these are really off. I use Google Translate. If you speak French feel free to fix me.

Mon amour [my love]

Magnifique [magnificent]

Je t'aime ma fleur [I love you my flower]

Pas si je dois un mot à dire! [Not if I have a say!]