Happy Thanksgiving!...even though it was Thursday...but I haven't been home much lately so we're just gonna pretend that its still Thanksgiving. I am thankful for: SOSlove, Bella-me09, cassie-kyouya, HowSweetIsPAIN, alb33, dramaticgeek, Spot'sGalFrom1899, for adding this story to their story alert supscription; XxX Fred Weasley's Wife XxX, I love thalico and seth DD, DrakeFan077, Cherry Tree Blossoms, GirlyGirl687, Spot'sGalFrom1899 for reviewing; Spot'sGalFrom1899, MidnightSapphire15 for adding me to their favorite author list; Spot'sGalFrom1899, KajsaTerese14 for adding this story to their favorite story list; wolfrain150, KajsaTerese14 for adding The Exchange Studend to their favorite story list; Marauder'sGirlCuzI'mUp2NoGood for adding Is It Right? to thier story alert subscription. THANKS A BUNCH!

And I would just like to say that it kinda pains me to post this chapter just because I am VERY anit-Christmas in November. Christmas is a December holiday and should be celebrated IN December. But I didn't want to wait that long.

And don't forget to vote on my poll! Having Willow leave and having her fight use to be tied, but now having her fight is winning, but only by two. Those two options seem to be going back and forth, so make sure you vote!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I own only Willow as well as a few other people, places, and things. But that is all.

Dear Tiff,

It's been wonderful being with Fred during break, though I am going to miss seeing you for Christmas. This is the second Christmas in a row I won't be home for. It's kinda nice.

I got a howler from mom the other day, not exactly sure how she managed that but whatever. She said that I'm in big trouble for just leaving school without even telling her and that her and dad had to learn from Grandma and Grandpa that I transferred to Hogwarts. Oh well. I'm a legal adult now; I can do what I want.

How are things over there? I miss you guys like crazy! Oh, and I told Fred about Kyle. He was totally understanding. Well he better be, considering almost the same thing happened to him, cept it was wayyy worse. I had totally planned to use that as leverage if he threw a hissy fit, but I didn't have to.

Sorry this letter is so short. Big D (its best if I don't use his real name) told me that if I wanted to write to you I had to keep it short, sweet and to the point, just in case it gets intercepted, which apparently has been happening a lot. Things are starting to get real scary real fast. Please stay safe.

Love,

Willow

P.S. Fred and I finally had sex.

Dear Willow,

Really? REALLY? You're just gonna end your letter with "Fred and I finally had sex." That's all I get? A one liner to describe this huge step in you guyses relationship? Do you just enjoy torturing me? Well since I know NOTHING about what happened, you're leaving me to assume the worst: it was GOD AWFUL, you now have AIDS and are pregnant. Congrats. Not to mention that you've now contracted the terrible STD commonly known as the COCKney disease. Soon you'll be pronouncing every'f'ing strangely and I migh' 'ave to smack you upside your head. Just saying.

Things over here are the same as ever. I'll try my best to be safe, but no promises. You know how I can be.

Hugs,

Tiff

P.S. You suck.

Dear Tiff,

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Anyways, yes I do enjoy torturing you that's why I did it that way. Plus I'm not gonna go into detail in a letter. What if it did get intercepted and someone read it all? They would either be very creeped out or very turned on. Either way, it's not good. That's the kinda thing I would rather tell you in person, or at least on the phone. No idea how I'll accomplish either one, but you will know everything. But I will say that no it wasn't "GOD AWFUL", I don't have AIDS and I'm not pregnant. Duh. But I may want to get checked for the cockney disease, I 'ave no-iced 'at I 'ave been pronouncing my words weird. Uh oh.

If anything else happens, I'll be sure to let you know, but for right now I have to go.

XOXO,

Willow

I tied the letter to Flicker's (Tiff's owl) leg and sent her on her way. Today is Christmas, and it's also the day Mr. Weasley comes home. Everyone is in high spirits. Almost everyone was downstairs, making sure the place was perfect for when Mr. Wealsey came home. I skipped to the bathroom to finish getting ready before joining them.

"Merry Christmas." I turned around to see Tonks in the doorway. Her and I had quickly become friends and she is one of the easiest people I could talk to.

"Hey Tonks. Merry Christmas. What are you doing here? I thought you had work." I turned my attention back to the mirror and continued to apply my make-up. Sure I could easily apply it with a wave of my wand, but I was more found of the muggle process.

"I do, but that's not until later tonight. I just stopped by to inform Molly and Sirius about, well Order stuff." Although I was of age, I still wasn't allowed to know any 'Order stuff.'

"Ah I see," I said, finishing up my right eye and moving to my left.

"This is your first Christmas away from home isn't it?" she asked.

"No, last Christmas was. Remember? Hogwarts hosted the Yule Ball so I stayed for that. I'm sure you had to of known about it."

"Oh that's right! That completely slipped my mind. I bet you and Fred had fun then, dancing the night away."

"Actually we weren't together at that time. He was with someone else at the time of the Yule Ball, so he went with her and I went by myself. But we got together a few days later."

"Aw, so you never got to dance with him? Like a proper slow dance?"

"No. But that's ok, I'm sure Hogwarts will have some other kinda dance. Right?" I glanced at her. She sadly shook her head.

"Hogwarts never has dances; just for the Triwizard Tournament they had one."

"Oh. Well, that's ok I guess." I was slightly bummed. I was expecting Hogwarts to have a dance at the end of the year like The Academy. Oh well. Maybe next time.

"Well I better go. Bye Willow," she said, turning to leave.

"Later Tonks," I said. Once my make-up was done I headed down to the kitchen where everyone else was. Mrs. Wealsey had put them all to work, dusting and polishing this and that. When she spotted me, she thrust a rag in my hand and told me to get to work cleaning all the plates and sliver wear.

By the time dinner had arrived I was exhausted, but glad to see Mr. Weasley. He looked pretty bad and had to be in a wheelchair, but it was nice to have him back. No one really bothered to get gifts this year, what with everything going on. But Mrs. Wealsey did manage to make everyone a little something. She even made me a shirt with a 'W' in the center. The shirt itself was made out of lavender wool, and the 'W' was a pretty gold. I loved it, and slipped it on right away.

After dinner, we all gathered in the sitting room, sipping tea and listening to Christmas music. I was snuggled up to Fred; a nice warm cup of coffee (Mrs. Wealsey knew I preferred coffee to tea. It's the American blood in me) in my hands. I was unfamiliar with wizard Christmas carols, let alone British ones, but they were still charming. Slowly everyone began to retire to bed until it was just Fred and I left. This was much unexpected since even Mrs. Wealsey left, breaking her own rule of Fred and I not allowed alone in a room together.

"Think we should go to bed too?" I asked, setting my now empty cup on the table. I would put it away in the morning.

"In just a moment," he said and got up. He walked over to the radio and turned it up. Not surprising, I had no idea what song was playing, but it was slow and had a nice melody to it. He walked over to my and held out his hand. "Would you care to dance?"

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Well before you came down for help clean, Tonks came down and said that you were upset that you didn't get to dance with me and the Yule Ball and thought that there would be another dance."

"So you thought this up?"

"Well not exactly. Tonks was hinting at it, but I couldn't pick it up so she smacked me and said that I should dance with you."

I laughed, and grabbed his extended hand. "Works for me." He pulled me up from the couch, placing his arms around me waist. I draped my arms around his neck and we slowly swayed to the music. "So Tonks was the one who told you to dance with me?"

"Well, yeah, she said you would like it. But this," he pulled out his wand and gave it a wave, "was all me," he said, slipping his wand back into his pockets. I looked at his quizzically. He smirked and looked up. I followed his gaze.

"Mistletoe?" I asked, happily. I brought my eyes back to him. "Just like when we first kissed. Aw Fred! You did not think of that yourself."

"I did so!" he said, smiling, "I thought it would be a nice touch to our dance."

"Well you thought right," I said, standing on my tip toes to kiss him. He pulled me closer to him, holding me like he would never let me go. When we pulled apart, I rested my head on his shoulder. We continued to dance, in each other's arms, until the song ended and a faster song came on. Fred went and turned the radio off. "Bed time?"

"Just so mum doesn't come down and yell at us for staying up to late," he said, pulling me toward his again.

"Good plan." Hand in hand, we made our way up the stairs. We stopped just outside of the room Ginny, Hermione, and I share. "See you in the morning?"

"Of course," he said before kissing me once more. "Good night and Happy Christmas love."

"Ditto," I said with a smile. He rolled his eyes.

"An American word?" I laughed.

"Good night Fred." With a smile on my face, I slipped inside the room and went to bed.

I'm also thankful for the new addition to the family, baby Sofia who was born Thanksgiving morning. She's sooo adorable! ANYWAY, this chapter didn't go exactly as I planned. It kind of took on a life of it's own. Oh well, you know what that can be like. R&R&V(ote)!

Also, another disclaimer: I do not own A Very Potter Sequel. And if you don't know what that is, I suggest you look it up.