Disclaimer: The usual stuff. There are JKR's characters. Hogwarts is hers. She holds the rights to all that stuff, etc.

Note: if you haven't noticed by now, this obviously isn't going along with the books. I'm not exactly sure when the common history between the background of this story and the real books split. In a sense, it's almost an alternate reality where some of the history is shared, but other parts aren't.

Updated 10/17/2017 - Editing, cleaning up, etc.

"You know, Ron," Mrs. Weasley started talking in her chiding voice, "isn't it about time that you start looking for, how should I put it, companionship?"

Ron spews out the water he just drank due to the suddenness of his mother's question. "What do you mean?!"

"Well, it's just that you're about to graduate, but I haven't heard about you finding anyone. Bill's already married and both Fred and George have girlfriends, but you..." Miss Weasley's sentence seemed to trail off in disappointment.

"I don't hear you chiding Charlie when he visits," Ron said in a low voice.

"Well, you know. Charlie's different," his mother responded flippantly.

Ron was about to respond when Ginny slowly walks down the stairs. Mrs. Weasley notices and rushes over.

"Oh Ginny dear, let me help you down the stairs," and Mrs. Weasley reaches to grabs Ginny's hand.

"Mum, I'm alright. I was let out of the hospital wing over a month ago." Ginny says rather annoyingly. "I'm just tired is all."

Ron starts to laugh when they hear someone landing outside on a broom.

"Ah! I bet they're here," Mrs. Weasley says and starts walking towards the door. Ginny smiles at Ron and they both follow their mother. They reach the door just in time to see Harry take his invisibility cloak off himself, his broom, and Hermione who is clinging to him like she just finished a wild roller coaster ride.

"I can never get used to riding on brooms..." Hermione says shakily as she gets off and lands on the snow-white covered ground.

"How was your trip, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asks Harry.

"No problems, though even if there were, I have the best hexer in the class riding with me," Harry responded, smiling over to Hermione.

"Second best," Hermione studiously responds while smiling back at Harry.

"Well in any case, come in and have some tea," Mrs. Weasley said while shepherding everyone back inside.

That night, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny walk outside into the dark towards the top of a nearby hill. The snow on the ground is almost half a foot deep and more snow continues to fall in big, wet flakes.

"Beautiful night," remarks Hermione looking up at the sky, brightly lit with a half-moon and a flurry of stars. "Think we'll see Santa tonight?"

"Probably." Ginny and Ron said together.

Hermione and Harry both look at the siblings strangely. "Probably?" the both ask in unison.

"Oh yeah, Mr. Chester in the next town always loves flying around on his broom at night dressed as Santa. It drives the muggle kids crazy thinking they just saw Santa, though I'm not sure how they figure that Santa would be flying on a broom." Ron explains.

"Isn't that against Wizarding law? To use his magic in public like that?" Hermione asks in a concerned manner.

"Probably, but no one seems to care," Ron says with a shrug.

The four stood looking silently for a few minutes until Harry finally spoke up. "Our last Christmas together as Hogwarts students, huh?"

"We should probably be getting back," Hermione says with a slight sigh and Harry, Hermione, and Ron start to walk back, but Ginny quickly grabs Ron's arm.

"What's up, Ginny?" Ron asks her and Harry and Hermione stop and look back at the pair.

"I just...I just wanted to talk to Ron privately is all," Ginny says, already getting flustered.

"OK, we'll head on back," Harry responds and he and Hermione leaves.

Once Ron sees that Hermione and Harry have re-entered the house, Ron turns and faces Ginny again. "What's up?"

"Umm...I was just wondering..." Ginny started out.

"What?" Ron asked again, half-curiously, half-annoyingly.

"It's always been a fantasy of mine..." Ginny started again.

"Huh?" Ron said with confusion.

"It's always been a fantasy of mine to, uh, make love in the snow," Ginny finally spit out.

Ron, somewhat startled, looks around to see if anyone is around and then turns back to Ginny. "Now?!"

Ginny blushingly looks away

"Wouldn't that be a little, you know, cold? "Ron asks."

"Just this once?" Ginny asks slowly looking back up at Ron, still blushing.

"Don't blame me if we get colds then," Ron says after sighing, and Ginny nervously smiles.

Ron and Ginny both get naked and lay out their clothes on the ground so that there is something between them and the snow. Ginny lays down on the makeshift bed and opens her legs for Ron. Ron lays over her and slowly enters her and starts moving back and forth.

"How is it?" Ron asks Ginny as he moves.

"Can we do this tomorrow too?" Ginny responds smiling back up at him.

"Tomorrow?!" Ron responds incredulously.

"Kidding, kidding. It's good enough to get you now." Ginny says gently as she hugs Ron. Suddenly Ginny shudders and huge rush flows through her body and she clings to Ron.

"Ow!" Ron cries out. "You have nails!"

"Sorry..." Ginny is able to squeeze out, and she stops digging into Ron's back but continues to gasp as she continues to feel waves flowing through her.

"I'm ready..." Ron warns Ginny just before he pushes himself in as far as he can go and releases inside of her. Ginny tenses up as she feels Ron cum in her and finally relaxes.

"How was it?" Ron asks, breathing a little harder.

"Excellent," Ginny says, breathing considerably harder. "You wouldn't think we'd break a sweat with it snowing outside."

Ron lowers himself down and kisses Ginny then stands up. "We better head back."