Homemade – Katie Bell

Katie,

How surprised are you that I was able to get this to you? I'd tell you how I did it but it involved a series of blackmail and since I don't want to be able to hold all that against me when you are able to come out of hiding I'm not going to tell you. But just know I couldn't stand the idea of you having to spend Christmas alone where ever you are, and I know how important the holiday is to you. I hope you like the gift; it's kind of hard to find something these days but don't worry it's not something from the shop. (I did think about it though… kidding)

Merry Christmas Katie

George

Katie sat in the dimly lit room reading the letter over and over. George had been right; she wasn't expecting anything from anyone so it had been quite a shock when the package had arrived.

Katie thought back on all that had happen the past couple of months; the Death Eaters showing up at her house because her father was a Muggle and her mother, older sister Stephanie and she were helping the Order when they could. Showing up at Fred and George's flat late at night because her mother made Stephanie and her leave and she didn't know where else to go; getting her younger sister out of Hogwarts and then going into hiding without knowing where her parents or sisters where in case one of them were caught.

In fact, only Professor McGonagall knew where she was hiding and she found it hard to believe that George blackmailed McGonagall in order to get a Christmas package to her. Katie looked at the package sitting next to her though and couldn't help but smile and cry at the same time.

She slowly opened the package, and pulled out several meat pies and an assortment of sweets. Katie set them aside and pulled out a wrapped gift. She slowly unwrapped it and pulled out a light pink jumper. Katie let out a gasp as she unfolded it and noticed the picture of a Christmas bell on the front. There was a note pinned to the jumper and Katie carefully took it off.

Now you have your own Weasley jumper.

Katie let the tears slide down her cheek without wiping them away. All those years at Hogwarts when she use to tease George about his jumper, and he would stick up for the homemade gift from his Mum; then in later years when she use to wear the latest one because she was cold and had forgotten a jacket.

Katie held the jumper up to her face and breathed in deeply, she would forever be grateful to Mrs. Weasley for knitting it for her and to George for making sure she had something to open on Christmas.