A/N: The Weasleys make Weasley snowmen. Weasley family fluff.

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Countdown to Christmas Drabble/Oneshot Competition!: Day 11 - snowman

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Molly and Arthur stood on the back porch as they watched their children run about in the snow. Molly leaned into Arthur's side and murmured, "Aren't they precious?"

Arthur was about to respond when they heard a loud scream. They both leaned forward to see Fred and George shoving snow down Percy's back. "Absolutely," Arthur said with a laugh before telling Bill to help his brother get the snow out.

Ginny and Ron ran up to their mother, the four and five year old both jumping up and down with their hands in the air and talking very quickly for kids who were still learning how to speak. "What is it, dears?"

"We want to build a snowman!" they screamed out.

Arthur then leaned down and picked up Ron and said, "Why don't we all build snowmen?"

A quick trip to the laundry room later found all nine Weasleys moving around in the snow behind the Burrow. Bill and Charlie were in charge of making the large body parts for the snowmen, Percy, Fred and George were in charge of making the heads and Ron and Ginny added the accessories.

When they were all done, the Weasleys stood back to admire their works. There were two snowmen next to each other, a man and woman, with the man's stick hand around the woman. On the man's head was one of Arthur's favourite caps and around the woman's shoulders was one of Molly's scarves.

Next in line were the Bill and Charlie-men. Bill's snowman was a bit taller than Arthur's and had Bill's Gryffindor scarf. Charlie's was a bit shorter Bill's with its own Gryffindor scarf and a large picture of a dragon in the snowman's chest.

Then there was Percy's, who was as tall as Charlie's and had an old pair of Percy's glasses on.

Fred and George's were the same height and shorter than Percy's, though mirror images of the other, their stick arms over the others shoulder.

Ron and Ginny's were the shortest and if not for the pink flower Ginny had found in her room, they would have been identical.

"Aren't they precious?" Molly said again.

"Absolutely," Arthur agreed. Then he said out loud to his children, "Who wants hot chocolate?"