This chapter goes a little differently, it is written in first person, and it covers a few minutes worth of Christmas morning and is also the longest drabble as it is from three different views.

I hope that you are all having a marvellous Christmas, and depending on the time zone and when you are reading this, I hope that you are having a fantastic Christmas Eve and will have an amazing Christmas, or that you had a brilliant Christmas :)

Also thanks for taking time out of your days to read my Christmas Drabbles, it really makes my day to read your amazing reviews :D Hope you all survive spending time with your families, that you have delicious food and get awesome presents!

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Hermione's POV:

Snowflakes were rapidly falling past the window as I lay watching them. The curtains were open just a crack, just enough for me to be able to see through the closed, glazed window as the cold world outside was covered in a fresh layer of snow. My head rested on Ron's chest, my head rose and fell with each breath of his as I watched the winter wonderland from the warmth of our bed.

This was our first Christmas together as a couple, our first Christmas waking up in the same bed, with his arm wrapped around me, and my head on his chest. It was a wonderful feeling, which made me melt inside much like the sun melts the snow. It was hard to believe that it was only 12 months ago that I was with Harry in the tent in the middle of nowhere, having just escaped with our lives from Bathilda's house. At first I was occupied with Harry and his writhing and murmuring, but then my thoughts strayed to Ron, where I had missed him, my heart throbbing as usual. I didn't have him then, but I had him now, after all this time.

I was home from Hogwarts on Christmas break, it was weird going back there without Harry and Ron, but at least I had Ginny, who was even more a sister to me now than ever before.

"Merry Christmas." Ron whispered, his blue eyes fluttering open, and his gaze falling on me, I missed that look in his eyes these past few weeks of separation. I was doing exactly what I wanted by going back to Hogwarts, but that didn't help me to miss him less.

"Merry Christmas." I said smiling up at him, before kissing him on the lips. Letting my head fall back onto his chest, I wrapped my arm around him more tightly as he kissed me on the top of my hair.

"Breakfast!" Molly's voice thundered up the staircase in her usual morning tone, although sounding sadder than usual. Ron and I jumped out of bed, and started to get dressed before heading downstairs.

With a pang, I realised that this was everyone's first Christmas without Fred, if this was going to be a difficult day for Harry and I there was telling how hard it would be on the Weasley's.

I discretely stole a look at Ron in the mirror as I pulled on my track pants and t-shirt. There was a lumpy parcel underneath the Christmas tree from Molly this year, I was getting my first Weasley jumper, so there was no point in bringing a jumper downstairs with me. Ron stood paused behind me, he was halfway through pulling his shirt over his head and was staring at picture in front of him. It was moving, as was the norm in his room, it was of his first Christmas at Hogwarts. Smiling back at him was Harry, Percy, Fred, George and a younger less hardened version of himself.

Undecided between pretending not to notice and attempting to comfort him I pulled my hair into a messy bun before turning to face Ron. He caught my movement and had pulled his shirt over his head, and was smiling over at me by the time I laid my eyes on him.

"It's going to be weird without him isn't it?" I said, watching Ron closely. The look of sadness returned to his eyes and his smile vanished, leaving a small frown twitching at the corners of his mouth as he tried to avoid my gaze.

"Yeah." Ron said staring at me, seeing straight past me, not being able to focus.

I couldn't stand it when he looked like that. Walking over to him quickly I wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning my head against his chest, not knowing quite what to say in this situation, there were no words.

"I love you." Ron breathed as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. I smiled onto his chest and after a few moments he pulled away. Picking up his wand, Ron flicked it, and thought for a second before catching a small rectangular red box with a gold ribbon tied around it and a book shaped purple package.

My face lit up as I saw the presents in front of me. There was doubt in what they were. He obviously got me a book and jewellery, most likely a necklace. I smiled up at him, wondering what he got me.

"Don't worry Ginny approved." Ron said as my eyes returned to the presents in front of me with a huge grin on my face.

"I'm not." I smiled up at him, grabbed the presents out of his hands and placed them on his bed. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kissed him before adding, "I love you too."

"Isn't that cute, Mum's getting antsy downstairs, wrap it up and get going." Ginny's voice came from behind us, we separated quickly and turned to face her, my hand sliding into Ron's. Ron bit back a retort and walked past Ginny pulling me with him. Pausing at the top of the staircase, he turned back and smiled at Ginny.

"Merry Christmas Ginny." Ron said, dropping my hand and hugging her quickly, as she stood limply for a moment before wrapping her arms around him.

Ginny's POV:

"Merry Christmas Ron." I said, hugging him tightly before letting him go. Smiling up at him, I titled my head and smiled over at Hermione, "Merry Christmas." I pushed past Ron and hugged Hermione before letting go and stepping back. They went back to holding hands, smiled at me again before walking quickly downstairs towards the kitchen and Mum.

Having announced that the Order, well whats left of them now, would be joining us for Christmas dinner only 20 minutes ago, she had been ordering us around and looked ready to snap. Having offered to clean the bathrooms, I got out of there as fast as I could. Who knew when she was going to crack, but part of me didn't want to be there when she did. So I was getting as far away from her as possible for now.

I quickly cleaned the first bathroom and then headed slowly up the stairs to the other one, luckily Hermione and I were made to clean them both only a few days ago, but Mum doesn't really remember that, so the first one only needed a little bit of work.

The door was shut, trying the handle, I found it was locked. Who was the hogging the bathroom now? Was it the same person who was there half an hour ago when I headed down into the kitchen after my morning shower. Raising my fist, I knocked lightly and paused waiting for a reply.

"Yeah?" A voice called out from behind the door.

"Harry?" I asked, recognising his voice immediately.

"Ginny?" He replied. I could hear him moving behind the door, then the door opened revealing Harry's smiling face.

"Merry Christmas." I said as I kissed him lightly, before pushing him into the bathroom and kicking the door shut behind us.

My hands ran through his ruffled wet hair, his hands rested on my waist, pulling me towards him. The room was still hot with steam from the shower, and the floor was still wet, and as we stood there kissing, I felt the water dampening my socks. With a flick of my wand I cleaned the water off the floor and opened the window, letting the hot air flow out, which was quickly replaced by a cold gust of wind which slammed the window shut.

"Harry!" Mum's voice yelled from downstairs, she was getting antsy now, she wanted us all to be down soon no doubt, which disrupted my Christmas plans, but they could wait. Reluctantly pulling apart from Harry I opened the door and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Merry Christmas Ginny." Harry said following me out and slipping his hand into mine. Pulling me slightly he didn't lead me downstairs but to his room, which was Percy's old room. It felt weird sleeping in there, but the walls showed no sign that Percy had ever lived in there, to me it was Harry's room now. It was decorated with pictures of us all, and posters, and his Gryffindor scarf hung proudly over his bed. I think he liked been able to put whatever up that he wanted to.

"Do you want present now or later?" Harry said as we reached his room, he shut the door behind us and turned to me smiling.

"Now!" I replied smiling back at him. He hadn't been working long and after many heated discussions with Mum she had finally agreed to let him pay rent, at the lowest rate that he would accept and the highest rate that Mum would. He bought groceries and replaced little things in the house without Mum knowing, so that she would accept his money, which was typical Harry, whom I loved. I didn't expect a present, especially since his presence was good enough for me this year.

Turning away from me he flicked his wand and up flew the lid of his chest that sat at the foot of his bed, leaning over it, to block the contents of it from my view, he rummaged around for a second before straightening up and gently closing the lid before magically sealing it again.

A gold wrapped box sat in his hand, he extended his arm out and dropped the box in my outstretched hand. I was pretty sure I knew what it was, a necklace, but then again in the wizarding world size could be deceiving. Eager to see what was inside I wasted no time with delicately pulling off the paper to save for later and just ripped off it off in one go.

"It's not much…" Harry began nervously, watching my expression as I opened the lid and stared down at my gift.

"It's beautiful." I breathed, my eyes widening as I noticed the details. I was right, it was a necklace, and it had my name on it in shining gold letters. It was jewelled, and was the colours of Gryffindor, with my name in the centre of the lion crest, it was not too big, not too small it was perfect.

"Someone suggested me getting you one with my name on but that would be…" Harry hesitated for a moment seemingly unsure of how to word it, probably just in case I thought that a necklace with 'Harry' on it was something I would have loved.

"Ridiculous." I said smiling down at my necklace.

"Exactly." Harry said, smiling at me, as I picked up the necklace, handed it to Harry, turned around and pushed my hair back.

"I love it." I whispered as Harry quickly put on my necklace, then I turned around to face him and kissed him deeply before a knock behind us interrupted us.

"What?" I moaned, as I turned around and faced the door. It opened up straight away, seemingly my word was invitation enough there was no longer a need to knock.

"You better come down, its well, its breakfast time." George said giving us a fleeting smile before noting at how close we were and adding, "Glad I knocked."

"Merry Christmas George." Harry said smiling and blushing at the same time before exchanging a look with me and then walking past George, making his way downstairs, leaving George and I alone.

George's POV:

It was so good to see Harry smiling, to see Ginny happy. As long as I had known Harry I had seen the effect the past few years had on him, all the lost, all the grief, each year his burden growing heavier, and now that had stopped growing it could finally begin to slowly disappear. I might have threatened him in the event he broke Ginny's heart, but she had shown us all that she was more than capable of handling herself.

I would be more afraid for him if he hurt her than what the hurt would do to her. But hopefully I wouldn't ever have to deal with that, Ginny and Harry seemed like they would last forever, however long forever lasted these days.

"Merry Christmas George." Ginny said as she wrapped her arms my neck and hugged me, I could feel her smile against me, she was so much happier these days, it was so good to see. For months, no one really smiled, and only briefly, for a single second until they remembered why it felt weird to wear a smile.

"Merry Christmas Sis." I whispered as I hugged her back and then pulled away grinning at her.

"Any trouble planned for today?" Ginny asked me as she touched her necklace with her fingers, fiddling with it as she always did with jewellery.

"Of course." I smiled at her, what else is Christmas for, you can't have celebrations without a little mayhem.

"Isn't there always. Need a hand?" Ginny grinned at me, but a sadness was in her eyes, as she thought of me making trouble on my own.

"Ron's my co-conspirator now, but we would love a hand after dinner, don't want to ruin Mum's work so we'll wait till after we've eaten." I replied, watching the air of sadness leave her and her smile return to its former glory, lighting her face up.

"Does Hermione approve?" Ginny asked raising her eyebrow, she looked a bit upset that she wasn't informed of this earlier, but she was at school, and then glued to Harry's mouth for her the past few days of being home.

"Wouldn't know, doubt he's told her." I replied, pushing the imagine of Harry and Ginny kissing out of my mind, I saw it enough for my liking, I didn't need to recall it in my mind on the rare occasion they weren't.

"Why?" Ginny asked raising her eyebrow further.

"It's a surprise for a reason."

"My lips are sealed." Ginny said as she turned away from me, gave me one last smile and bounded down the stairs, I doubt Harry and her will be separated much of today, just enough separated to keep Mum calm I'll bet, didn't appreciate their pda the other night, can't say I blame her.

I missed Fred, especially today but today needed to be happy, it had to be cheerful. So for today I had to push all the bad memories out of my brain, ignore all the hurt and the anger and the sadness and focus of the fact it was Christmas.

Walking down the staircase I paused by the window, Ron and Hermione were outside, faces hovering inches from each other, smiling and talking. It took them long enough to get together, it's a shame that Fred never saw them as a couple, he would have loved it. He was rooting for them the entire time, he knew before I knew, granted only a few weeks but still.

Leaving them to their privacy, mainly because I was pretty sure they would start sucking face soon enough I headed towards the kitchen, following Mum's voice which was raised at someone other than me. Based on the silence on the other end I could tell it was Percy, who was somber today due to the fact about last Christmas and the Christmas before last where he was nowhere to be found, not to mention the Christmas' before that.

"Merry Christmas Mother!" I cried as I reached the bottom of the staircase and wrapped my arms around her, trying to calm her down. "You sit down, and do what you do best, boss us around." I command, flicking my wand and sending a chair towards her, gently knocking herself on her feet as it forced her to sit down.

She opened her mouth to process but I raised my wand threatening and her scowl lingered for only a moment more before transforming into a grin as she relaxed into the chair and started ordering Percy and I around the kitchen, she was obviously taking great pleasure in this.

Christmas would be good this year, for all of us. And I was determined to make it so.

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Merry Christmas :) xx