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Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
The wind which tore through the county of Kent battered against Lucy's bedroom window, causing her to look up and eye the shaking glass warily. She sat cross legged on the carpet, a thick book of fairy tales lay open next to her and a small tea party was being hosted amongst her stuffed toys in front of her.
She shook her head before turning back to the assortment of creatures before and began to hold a conversation with he stuffed elephant toy in the way that only children can before being interrupted by the wind again. She excused herself and made her way over to the window and looked down at the windswept yard. The garden looked rather messy and she knew Molly may have a heart attack at seeing her beautiful garden destroyed.
Upon thinking of her sister, Lucy spun around and hurried to her polished oak desk where several drawings and paintings were. Each had a short missive wishing various family members a merry Christmas. Lucy realised one problem with the presents; none of them were wrapped.
To solve this problem she bounced down the stairs to where her mum was reading on the couch, her blonde hair pulled back in a plait.
'Mum, can I have some wrapping paper for my presents?' Lucy asked as she entered the room causing Audrey Weasley to look up from her book.
'Of course honey. Let me get it for you,' she said smiling at her youngest child as she got up and went over to a small cupboard in the kitchen. She pulled out a roll of brightly coloured wrapping paper with reindeer on it, a roll of spellotape, a packet of name tags and a pair of kid safe scissors.
With a hurried 'thanks' Lucy rushed up the stairs, her arms full, and burst into her room where she pulled her handmade gifts toward her. First was Molly's; a painting of one of her favourite plants in the yard. Evan at the young age of eight no one could deny Lucy Weasley's talent in art and each day she improved.
She placed the painting on the open of roll of wrapping paper and cut out the necessary amount before cutting off enough tape to wrap it. She then stuck a name tag onto the present and scribbled her sisters name on it.
She continued in this fashion for the rest of the presents; one for her father, one for her mother, one for Lily and the last one for Lysander.
Once she was done she admired the stack of thin presents and nodded as if pleased with her job before bounding off back down the stairs. She entered the kitchen and replaced the wrapping paper and other things in their correct spaces and turned to where her mother was now standing behind the bench, placing freshly baked gingerbread men onto a wire stand to cool.
'Oh, they look nice,' Lucy exclaimed and her mother smiled knowingly.
'Do you want one?' she asked and Lucy beamed at her as Audrey passed her one and she bit into it, warm and crumbling in her mouth.
'Is it good?' Audrey asked and Lucy nodded eagerly, finishing the biscuit quickly, her eyes straying to the remaining men.
'No more for now,' Audrey said, catching her daughters gaze, causing Lucy to groan in disappointment.
'Alright, off with you,' Audrey said, shooing her out of the kitchen. 'I can't have you eating anymore.'
Lucy grinned as she left the kitchen, humming carols under her breath.
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