Title: That Particular Day of Christmas (Christmas 2009 Drabble Challenge)
Words: 300
Rating: G
Prompt: hpgw_drabble had a drabble challenge. 300 words using at least three significant words from the song "The Twelve Days of Christmas". This was my entry. I didn't win anything, but I had a lot of fun writing it.
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"Harry! Why are there a dozen idiots marching around playing drums?" Ginny yelled.
"Oh, you saw them? Um, no reason. . ."
Ginny was NOT convinced. "I'm waiting--"
"Ginny!" came Molly's strident voice. "These girls are asking if we have any cows. Do you know them?"
Ginny turned, flabbergasted, towards her mother. "They're asking for what?"
"Cows! And the backyard had got women dancing, men jumping, and flautists!"
Knock-knock! Someone rapping on the front door interrupted the discussion.
"Hello?" Mrs. Weasley was always civil, no matter the circumstance.
"Hullo, ma'am, I'm Jake, from the greenhouse. Where do you want your magical pear tree?"
"My what? There must be some mistake, we didn't order a pear tree!"
"Is this the Burrow? Ottery St. Catchpole? Ms. Weasley?" Molly nodded her head. "Then I've got the right place. And I need to hurry; I got to make way for the birds."
"Birds?" Ginny and Molly echoed faintly.
"Yeah, there's a man with geese, hens, doves and I think he said a partridge. It was rather noisy."
Ginny turned to her boyfriend. "Harry, what did you do?!" This was not so much a question as a demand for an answer, right now, if not sooner.
"Um, well, remember that song about what a true love should send for Christmas? Well, I just, I wanted you to know that I really do love you. . ."
Ginny smiled. "Oh, Harry, that's silly--I don't need any of that stuff--"
"Well, I suppose I can send it back, but would you at least accept the fifth day?"
Molly caught on first. "Yes!" she yelled, "she accepts!"
Ginny grinned. "Of course, Harry, but I only need two rings."
Harry kissed her. "Okay, one now, and one next April?"
Ginny kissed him back, and that was quite enough answer.
