Oh my gosh guys!!!!! It's been like a year since I last updated!!!! I feel awful. I've been caught up with school and being a freshman in high school and ugh. I just got grounded from my iTouch and so I actually have some time to actually write again. Lol I know, lame reason for me to say. Lol I'm 15 now. WHOOOO. I know you guys don't care. Sorry. This is me ranting and everything. Ugh. Honors English is so ugh. I LOVE the class but it's also the reason why I'm grounded from my iTouch. But I'm guessing that you guys are happy that I'm grounded from my little life (my life basically equals my iTouch because it pretty much has my life on there) lol so yeah. Um so yeah. This chapter, I'm warning you, is kinda terrible/rusty because I haven't written in SO LONG!!!! Oh my gosh. I feel terrible about it. But honestly, I'm sorry if it's sucky. So yeah. Sorry lovelies!
They finally managed to get all of the Christmas decorations out of the attic and into the living room, with no more damages. "That's the last of it?" Severus asked as he brushed the dust off his hands after putting down the last box. Piles of boxes littered the room as the three stood in the center of it all.
"Yep. Now that the easy part it done with, we can get to the real work of it all," Amelia said happily, tossing her arm around her daughter's shoulder and kissing her on the cheek. "Dear, would you start for me? I need to make a call to the office."
"Of course, mum," Hermione replied as her mother headed off to the kitchen. She turned to her husband. "Would you help me set up the tree? It can get rather heavy." He nodded as she walked over to a large long box, beaten up and battered with age, bringing a pair of scissors with her. She dragged the blade of the packaging tape and opened the flaps to look in on the contents. Inside laid pieces of an old faux Christmas fir that looked, at the moment, as if it had definitely seen better days.
"That is your Christmas tree?" Severus asked, looking at it with disdain.
"Yes. We've used this tree every Christmas since I can remember even knowing what Christmas was." Her voice sounded slightly defensive against his own tone. That shabby looking "contraption" held many of her childhood Christmas memories. She could see in her mind's eye, herself as a child, bounding down the stairs into the living room on Christmas morning, looking to see what St. Nicholas had brought her. "It may not look like much but it always looks amazingly beautiful. Simply because of all the love put in it."
"I'll take your word for it."
Hermione rolled her eyes. He had been in the Wizarding world for far to long. "Just help me set out all of the pieces that way we can attach them to the tree."
It had been a trying process in which Severus came this close to breaking the beloved Christmas tree, but they finally, with many a harsh word uttered, managed to get the tree fully constructed in the far corner of the living room. Fake pine needles stuck out of Hermione's hair in odd places and both of their arms bore the "wounds" of battling the tree.
"Now that wasn't that hard was it?" Hermione said, sighing as she stared at the tree. Severus had to admit, the tree wasn't the sad squat little thing that he had originally thought it to be, although he would never actually admit it to Hermione.
"It was.... manageable," He said and she knew that she couldn't ask for anything more than that. "Well at least we've gotten that out of the way, now on to the fun part, decorating..."
Who else thinks that it would be funny to see Severus decorating with Hermione for Christmas? Lol I'm sorry but this is all that I can get out for a chapter. Um.. I know that you guys are hating me for this filler chapter but I'm trying to get back into it. I know that it needs more work and everything but oh well. I love you guys and I hope that you at least like the chapter a bit.