A/N: Hey well here's the new chapter! It's nice and Christmassy and we get to see what the tradition is.

Discliamer: I do not own anything, JKR owns all!


The Weasley Sweater Switch

Victoire was having a rather lovely dream -all things considered- when she was rudely awaken by some sort of flying projectile the next morning. She slowly opened up her ocean-blue eyes. The first thing she saw was a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at her. She was very confused at this, even more so, seeing as she could feel the pressure of a body pressing down on hers. Not just any body either. The body was thick, solid, and distinctly male. Victoire looked at the face that the eyes belonged to in bewilderment.

"Kyle . . . why the hell are you lying on top of me?" Victoire asked idly.

Said Gryffindor male smirked at her and laid his head on her chest, "'Cause I'm tired and I want to sleep. Plus, you're really very comfy."

Victoire felt his body moving slightly against hers as he chuckled quietly, "Why don't you go sleep in your girlfriend's bed?"

"'Cause Ally and Xavier are already lying on her bed."

"Why are Ally and Xavier on Sandra's bed?"

"Because they're also tired."

"Well if you're all so damn tired then why are you all in my dorm room and not in your own beds in your own dorms?"

"Because my beautiful but nutter of girlfriend woke us all up so that we could all come here and open up our gifts together."

"What gifts?" Victoire asked as she poked Kyle until he at least rolled off her so that she could sit up in her bed.

When she sat up, she noticed Ally and Xavier sitting together on Sandra's bed; the one opposite hers. They both definitely had the 'I-just-got-woken-up-by-a-nutter-of-a-muggleborn' look on their sleepy faces. Victoire smiled at them both before looking around her room. She was surprised to see that Pamela and her friends were no longer there.

"Where'd the other girls go?" Victoire asked again. She didn't actually think that someone would be able to tell her where her roommates had gotten too, but she was still half-asleep and not thinking properly.

To her surprise Kyle had the answers to everything today, "They woke up already and left the room. Apparently, their noise woke Sandra, and she decided that it would be a good time to wake everyone else up. And as for 'what gifts'. It is Christmas morning Vic . . ."

Victoire's eyes widened, she had actually forgotten for a minute what day it was, "Oh yeah. Well happy Christmas."

"Yeah," Kyle said watching her closely, "Happy Christmas to you too." He looked over at Ally and Xavier, whom were speaking to each other in hushed voices, and then looked at Victoire specifically, "How are you?"

She knew exactly what he was asking about. She gave him a reassuring smile and kissed his cheek, "I'm fine. Thanks to you."

After the kiss, Sandra walked in with a pile of presents in her arms. She dropped them onto the floor on top of an already large pile (Victoire guessed from the size that she had grabbed everyone's presents and placed them in one big pile) and looked at her boyfriend and best mate in bed together.

"Kyle, are you molesting Victoire again?"

Kyle pouted at his girlfriend childishly, "No! She's the one who tried to make a move on me!"

An eyebrow rose on Sandra's forehead and she changed her gaze from her boyfriend to her best mate, "Do you want to hex him, or would you like me to give it a go?"

Victoire snorted, "I'll leave it actually. He can consider my not hexing him a Christmas gift."

Sandra nodded and then turned to the other two people who were in the room. She shook her head when she saw that Ally and Xavier were pretty much asleep again. She walked towards them, grabbed her wand off of her bedside table, and then smirked evilly before performing a wordless spell.

Xavier let out a sharp 'yelp', when the stinging jinx hit him, effectively waking Ally up along with him because of the noise he exuded. Sandra smiled at the sight of her simple plan working, met Xavier's grimace with a hard stare of her own that said 'just-listen-to-me-because-I-mean-business', and proceeded to dictate which, when, and how everyone was to open their gifts.

Even though everyone usually went home to celebrate their own Christmases, Victoire, Kyle, Xavier, and Ally were well aware of Sandra's love (Victoire calls it an obsession but Kyle always uses a sweeter term) of Christmas. Since it was one of the only holidays that was celebrated the same way in the Wizarding world as it was in the muggle world, it always held a large spot in her heart. Kyle had told them funny stories before about spending Christmas with Sandra and how she liked to organize who opened what gift and when. However, they had all thought that Kyle had been exaggerating Sandra's actions. It was a shock to Victoire, Xavier, and Ally to see that Kyle hadn't been exaggerating at all. In fact, Sandra had either gotten worse over the last year, or Kyle had been downplaying her actions.

Despite Sandra's particulars, the traditional gift opening section of the morning went rather smoothly. They each opened a series of gifts from family and friends that they were all very thankful for. After every piece of wrapping paper had been torn in some way, after every ribbon or bow had been pulled away and thrown aside, and -after Victoire had finished healing every single paper cut that Kyle had gotten (he seemed to be a magnet for paper cuts)- the Gryffindors sat around Sandra and Victoire's dorm looking and laughing at some of their presents.

"Seriously, what is up with this?"

Victoire (whom was just starting to put some of her presents away in her trunk) turned around to look at her friends. Ally, Kyle, and Sandra seemed to be laughing their heads off about something. When she inspected the scene closer, she saw that the 'something' was whatever Xavier was holding in his hands.

"What is it Xavier?" She asked wanting to be in on the joke.

Xavier sighed and fiddled with the bunch of fabric in his hands until he had it held out and Victoire was able to recognize it as a white t-shirt. Victoire was still puzzled about why a plain white t-shirt would be funny, until she noticed that the t-shirt wasn't plain.

Victoire began giggling as she read the words that were printed on the front of the shirt aloud, "Best big brother ever? Really? Who got you that because I know that it wasn't Cecilia."

Xavier frowned, "No, it was a gift from Mum and Dad."

"Why would they pick now to inform you that they think that you're the best big brother ever?" Sandra asked, trying to speak through her giggles.

"I don't-" Xavier's sentence was cut off by the sound of the door to the dormitory being opened by a pair of third years. Said third-years walked into the room, both wearing a very interesting choice of clothing.

"Louis! How in the world did you get into the girls dormitories?" Victoire yelled at the blonde third-year.

The brown-eyed blonde rolled his eyes at his elder sister, "Calm down Vic. There are ways around every spell."

Victoire narrowed her eyes angrily at her brother and his casual answer.

Louis sighed, "If it makes you feel any better this is the first time I've ever been in the girls' dormitories."

Victoire frowned and crossed her arms across her chest, "That doesn't make me feel better."

"It makes me feel better though," Cecilia chirped as she walked into the room and sat down cross-legged next to her elder brother.

She grinned at the shirt in his hands, "I see that Mum and Dad got you and I matching gifts this Christmas."

Xavier frowned as he scanned Cecilia's shirt. Sure enough the white long sleeve t-shirt that she wore had the same blue font as that on his shirt, and said 'Best big sister ever!'.

"Is Katie actually okay with you wearing that shirt right now Cecilia?" Victoire asked as she looked at the sibling pair. Xavier's shirt (while his friends found it hilarious) wouldn't raise much suspicion to those who saw it. But, Cecilia's would. Everyone who knew the Wood family (which was pretty much anyone in the Wizarding world who was obsessed with Quidditch) knew that Xavier and Cecilia were the only two children that Oliver and Katie have. Cecilia wearing that shirt would definitely hint to something else.

Cecilia nodded, knowing exactly what was running through Victoire's mind, "Mum and Dad owled me a few minutes ago. They're going to come to Hogwarts tomorrow and collect us because they're going to have a press conference tomorrow afternoon. It's getting harder for Mum to hide the pregnancy so they're going to announce it on their own terms instead of having stupid reporters getting everything wrong. They want us to wear these shirts, but they also said that we could wear them today. Of course, that was just Mum's idea, and you know how much she likes to mess with people."

Xavier nodded and Ally looked at Cecilia a little confused. Xavier and Cecilia had told everyone about Katie expecting the baby but Ally found it odd that the Woods would want to have a press conference just to tell the world about the baby.

"Your parents are having a press conference just about the baby? That's somewhat odd. I thought that Katie and Oliver preferred it when their private lives weren't in The Daily Prophet."

Cecilia nodded, "They usually do. But Dad also has to say-"

Cecilia was swiftly cut off by her elder brother's hand as it moved to cover her mouth. Everyone including his suddenly angry little sister was staring at Xavier. He cleared his throat and quickly spoke, "Dad also has to announce some things that have to do with the team that we can't tell you."

Victoire narrowed her eyes suspiciously and Cecilia gave her brother a look that only Xavier and Victoire were able to read as 'I-can't-believe-that-you-didn't-tell-them'.

Kyle didn't seem to understand what the silent argument between Cecilia and Xavier was about, but he always tried to help his best mate when it seemed necessary. This time he fulfilled his best friend duties by changing the subject, "Hey Louis, what are you wearing?"

Louis looked down at himself as if he'd actually forgotten what he was wearing. The warm woollen sweater was a very nice royal blue colour; however, the large 'L' on the front was in a shade of neon green and made the clothing piece almost painful to look at. Louis smirked very charmingly as he answered Kyle, "It is a wonderfully warm sweater that my Grandma Molly made me. You might have heard them called 'Weasley sweaters'."

Kyle's eyes widened as he moved his gaze to look at Victoire and Ally.

The former answered his questioning gaze, "Yes. We both got ones too."

Victoire dug through her pile to pull out a powder blue sweater with a shiny silvery 'V', and Ally grabbed a bundle of purple fabric from her pile, that had a large orange 'A'. Kyle looked like he wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or not. He decided on biting his lip as he tried to ask another question, "Do you guys get a new sweater every year?"

Ally nodded, "Yup. Even the same colours for everyone each year. But Grandmum always makes us all a sweater."

"Wow. That must take a lot of time," Kyle answered sincerely.

"It does."

"Do you not get tired of wearing the same colour of sweaters year after year though?" Sandra asked interestedly.

Ally and Louis smirked before looking at Victoire so she could answer, "Yes it does. But that's part of the reason why we began the 'Weasley Sweater Switch'."

Sandra and Kyle looked at Victoire confusedly. Xavier and Cecilia, who were aware of the tradition (for they'd spent a Christmas day or two with the Weasley family before), ignored their friends and were whispering quickly and quietly back and forth to each other.

Victoire looked at her friends in some sort of surprise. She had though that she'd explained this little family tradition beforehand.

"The 'Weasley Sweater Switch' is something we do every year on Christmas day. We throw all of our sweaters in a pile and we all grab a different one all at the same time. We have to wear whatever sweater we get for the rest of the day," Victoire explained.

"Yes, it gives us a chance to wear different colours for one day. Last year I got Lily's so mine still had an 'L' on it," Louis said.

"How in the world would little nine-year-old Lily's sweater fit you Louis?" Sandra asked as she eyed the rather tall thirteen-year-old.

"We can add growing or shrinking charms as we see fit. The tradition's fun though. Sometimes people will go for a run with sweaters. Two years ago, I went three years always grabbing Lucy's sweater. The only person that has a higher record than that is Victoire of course," Ally explained.

"What's Victoire's run?" Kyle asked interestedly.

Victoire was caught off guard by the direction of the conversation, so her Veela blood actually allowed a bright Weasley brush to get through, "Um, fourteen years."

Kyle's eyes widened, "But you're seventeen right now."

"Yes, and we started this fifteen years ago."

"So you get the same person's sweater every year?"

"Yes."

"But who could that be? You would have been two when you started, and the only one close to your age would have been Ally but she only would have been one year old . . ."

"That's because she and Teddy started this tradition when she was two and he was four. And she's gotten his every year," Louis said in almost a bored voice. It was a statement of fact more than anything. Everyone in the family was aware of the fact that Victoire always ended up grabbing Ted's sweater, even when she didn't try.

"You always get Ted's?" Kyle asked raising an eyebrow at her.

Victoire nodded sheepishly, "Yes. I've tried to grab other ones. I swear. But I always ended up getting his."

Kyle shook his head and Sandra smiled sweetly, "That's adorable."

"No. It's weird," Louis countered.

Victoire rolled her eyes at her brother and then looked at the clock on the wall. She smiled brightly when she realized that it was one of her favourite times of the day; breakfast time. She laughingly shooed Louis, Cecilia, Kyle, Xavier, and Ally out of the room so she and Sandra could get dressed. Her parting words to Ally was to make sure that she threw on a t-shirt under her sweater so that she could participate in the 'Weasley Sweater Switch' which they would do after breakfast.

Victoire and Sandra quickly dressed. Victoire in a pair of black yoga pants, and tank-top, and her baby blue coloured Weasley sweater with the large sparkly and silvery 'V' on the front, and Sandra in a pair of muggle blue jeans, a black tee and a new embellished white cardigan that her sister had sent her for Christmas. The girls walked out of the dorm and to the common room. Ally was waiting for them at the bottom of the stairs in a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and her purple Weasley sweater with the large orange 'A' on the front. Once the girls met up Ally and Sandra walked through the common room and out the portrait whole. A confused Victoire followed closely at their heels even though she kept throwing curious glances over her shoulder; expecting someone to show up every second and yell at them for not waiting.

They were halfway to the Great Hall when she finally asked, "Not that I really care. But why did we just leave without Kyle and Xavier?"

"Because I knew that they would be ready sooner than us. So I told them to go ahead and get us all some seats, and save us some of those candy cane donuts that you fancy so much," Sandra answered casually.

"Oh," Victoire nodded, "Good idea."

The girls were at the stairs to the entrance to the Great Hall (which had been one of Victoire's nemeses from the night before) when both Ally and Victoire stopped walking. Standing near the mouth of the Great Hall was a tall redhead. What had caught Ally and Victoire's attention was the fact that the lanky redhead was not wearing the forest green sweater with the yellow 'B' on the front that he should have been wearing. Ally and Victoire shared a look before they went skipping off in the same direction of where the redhead and a few of his housemates were standing.

"Merry Christmas Baxter!" They said together as they ended on either side of their Hufflepuff cousin. They both punctuated their greeting with a synchronized kiss on both of his cheeks.

Whatever conversation their cousin had been having with his friends stopped as his friends watched the impromptu family gathering. Victoire grinned at the fact that her and Ally had caused Baxter's face to go as red as his hair when they pulled away from him.

To continue with their light teasing, Victoire asked Baxter, "Where's your sweater Baxter? It's Christmas day! We're supposed to do our Switch."

She thought that it would be impossible, but her cousin's face turned even redder, "Oh . . . are we still doing that? I didn't think we were since we're missing Lily and Hugo . . ." He hadn't so much as thought that they would stop as much as he had hoped that Victoire would leave off slightly on the family tradition because they were missing two of the said family.

Victoire shared a second look with Ally. It was the brunette's turn to tease their cousin, "Well most of us are here anyway. Lily and Hugo will just have to switch their own sweaters when they visit Grandmum and Grandpa today."

"Yes. So go to your dorm and get your sweater-"

"And then meet us all in the Room of Requirement in twenty minutes-"

"And you might want to get there on time or you'll be stuck with a really lame sweater too. Imagine having to wear Ally's purple and orange sweater all day!" Victoire finished dodging the half-hearted slap to the arm Ally aimed at her for her cheek about her sweater.

Baxter sighed but then drudged up a smile from somewhere deep inside him, "'Kay. I'll see you guys in a bit then."

Ally and Victoire watched Baxter walk away with his friends. Once he was out of view they continued to their original goal of the Great Hall; more specifically the top of the Gryffindor table where they could see Kyle, Xavier, and Sandra -who had went into the Great Hall when she saw that her friends had stopped to tease and embarrass their cousin. Ally skipped most of the way to the table and sat down next to Xavier on the bench. Before even glancing at the food that was on offer for their morning meal, she turned in her seat to face her boyfriend and gave him a light kiss on the lips. Victoire rolled her eyes, and instead of sitting down next to the two like she'd planned, she walked to the other side of the table, and sat down on the bench next to Kyle. The group of Gryffindors talked about what their plans for the rest of the day would be (after Victoire and Ally would participate in their Christmas tradition) as they had a quick yet tasty holiday breakfast. It had been decided that after the 'Switch', the group would stay in the Room of Requirement to play a game that Sandra wouldn't tell them about -yet insisted that they play since it was a tradition in her family- until lunch was being served. After they had lunch, they would then go outside for a snowball fight consisting of a team of Ally, Xavier, and Sandra, against a duo of Victoire and Kyle. Kyle had grinned maniacally at the suggestion that he and Victoire be the lone pair and had agreed right away to the proposal. Victoire had missed the demented look that had graced Kyle's face when they had made the decision for them to be a team. Because she was too busy trying to steal the last candy cane donut from Xavier's teasing grasp, -he had claimed again that if Victoire didn't stop eating she was going to be too heavy for her broom when she would finally be allowed to play Quidditch again. She wouldn't have agreed to the plan, but they had decided it when she was at her weakest point (trying to save the donut from an unappreciative Keeper's grasp) and there was no way she was going to be able to change their minds after they'd decided on their plan.

After the frustration from being bested by her friends -both on the score of having to be paired with Kyle in their snowball fight and having lost the donut to Xavier's grubby hands- Victoire was the first to notice the time. She had to remind her friends that she and Ally needed to be in the Room of Requirement in ten minutes.

The group had just walked out of the Great Hall, and were going to go up the stairs to continue their way to the Room of Requirement, when Victoire suddenly veered off to the right. Her friends shared a look before she heard them following slowly behind her. She barely spared them a look besides the five-second one that she threw over her shoulder to make sure that they hadn't left her. Her gaze was stuck on the shape at the end of the corridor in front of her.

Her walking pace changed into a jog, and once she was close enough to the shape she called, "Teddy!"

Victoire didn't slow when she saw him stop walking and turn his body to her direction. She didn't stop her jog until she was a foot away from him, and even then, she was only considered to have 'stopped' because her feet left the floor when she jumped at him. In the back of her mind, she noted that it was a good thing that he was very strong and used to her abnormal reactions or her leap at him might not have gone off as lovely in person as it did in her head the minute before she decided to do it.

However, he was strong and Teddy was very aware of her sometimes-erratic behaviour. Therefore, he caught her with ease, brought her into a tight hug, and then quickly yet gently set her on the floor when they were done.

Victoire knew that they wouldn't be allowed to be too close to each other in the school as they were, but her lips still turned into an automatic pout as she felt Teddy's strong arms leave where they'd been around her.

She tried to hide her pout the moment she realized that her lips were in one, but she knew by the sad smile on Teddy's own face that he'd seen her frown. He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead that, to any on looker, could have been consider mostly platonic.

Victoire attempted to put a smile on her face for when she finally spoke, "Happy Christmas."

He gave her a dazzling smile back, "Happy Christmas Sweetheart."

Victoire looked down from his stunning face to his clothing. A frown crossed her face; one that was even larger than the automatic one she'd let slip when he had eased her out of his embrace, "Are you not doing the Switch today?"

She watched him carefully as he looked down at his clothing as she had done a minute ago. He was wearing a pair of black corduroy pants and a light grey short-sleeved t-shirt. He wasn't wearing his Weasley sweater.

Teddy grinned when he switched his gaze from his outfit to the disheartened look on Victoire's face, "Why? Worried that it might break you record?"

Victoire narrowed her ocean-blue eyes at him. That wasn't a proper answer to her question and he knew it. She ignored the sound of footsteps that signalled that her friends were finally joining the pair, and squared her shoulders as she looked up at Teddy, "That wasn't an answer to my question."

Teddy's grin grew wider. He reached into his pocket, grabbed his wand, and with a flick of his wrist a bundle of turquoise blue fabric materialized in his hand. He didn't straighten it out, but he held it out so Victoire could see it and placed a light (not as platonic looking) kiss to her left temple, "Does this answer the question."

Victoire sighed, "Why aren't you wearing it then?"

"Well it would look a little suspicious don't you think?"

"Suspicious? How so? Grandmum makes you a sweater every year."

"It would be suspicious because I'll wear this sweater in the morning and then in ten minutes you'll be wearing it for the rest of the day. If I was anybody else that would look very suspicious," Teddy explained as he waved his wand again and made his sweater disappear so he wouldn't have to carry it.

Victoire smiled brightly, "Good point."

Teddy rolled his eyes as he saw her attitude suddenly change now that she realized that he was going to participate in their family tradition, "Yes. Now are we going to get to the Room of Requirement?"

Victoire nodded brightly and for the first time she turned around to see her friends. They all gave her the same eye-roll that Teddy just had and turned their backs on her as they began to go to the Room of Requirement again.

The group of six were actually the first ones to make it into the room, but Rose and Al came in a few minutes later, and Baxter, Louis, and Cecilia showed up soon after. As they waited for more to come, Sandra, Kyle, Xavier, and Cecilia stood off to the side. They didn't want to get in the middle of the family tradition so they chatted with each other as the family members hugged, gave out Christmas wishes, and thanks for gifts. After a rather dramatic entrance on James and Fred's part (involving many magical lights, explosives, and lots of yelling on Victoire's part) Victoire ushered everyone into a tight group in front of her so she could take a headcount. Including herself and Teddy, who was standing very close to her right, she counted eleven people. Eight Weasleys, two Potters, and one Lupin. There should have been twelve people in total, and nine Weasleys. Victoire scanned her family members, the person who was missing jumped out at her once her blue gaze skimmed past Dominique and Molly.

"Where's Lucy?"

The question, directed at Lucy's two siblings (even though neither were in the same house as her), was met with a series of shrugs. Victoire sighed and brought her fingers up to rub her temples. She knew that Lucy was at the stage of her life where she didn't exactly recognize the importance of her family, but she knew better than to stand everyone up on their tradition.

"Okay. Who has the map right now?" Victoire asked. She wasn't going to waste everyone's day waiting for Lucy to show up. If she weren't here on time then she would just go and find her cousin herself.

Teddy waved his hand and the Marauder's Map appeared in his hand. He spoke quietly to Victoire as he handed it to her, "Had it from last night."

Victoire pretended not to hear even though she knew that Teddy knew that she did. She didn't bother to bring out her wand, instead opening up the map and whispering the magic words.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

Teddy was watching over her shoulder and whispered into her ear, "Are you ever?"

Victoire elbowed him gently in the stomach then went back to looking at the map. She was searching diligently amidst the hundreds of dots for the one that read her Ravenclaw cousin's name. She and Teddy had barely studied the map when the door to the room opened with a loud creak. A minute later Lucy Weasley came pacing in. She stopped just inside the room when she saw all of the room's occupants were staring at her. Her face flushed a red that was only a shade lighter than the colour of her hair.

Victoire noticed that she wasn't the only one who was giving their blushing cousin a devilish look of inquiry. Both of her part Veela siblings along with James and Fred were giving the Ravenclaw teasing looks. Moreover, as much as Victoire would enjoy embarrassing Lucy when the only people who would be around to see it would be her family, Kyle, Sandra, and the Woods, Victoire did realize that they were getting behind schedule and that her family members probably had previous plans with other friends to go to.

Therefore, she cleared her throat and -once again- caused everyone to look at her, "Since everyone is here now, how about we get this started. Everyone toss their sweater into the middle of the space there."

Victoire pointed to the floor in the middle of the loose semi-circle they'd created. They'd done this over several years and had tried it many different ways. The first few years they placed all of the sweaters on a table and then everyone just went for it and grabbed one. When they were younger, it worked well but as they got older, having a table in the middle of the bedlam got slightly more dangerous. The danger seemed to correlate with the older James and Fred got, incidentally. When Victoire was fourteen was the last time they had used a table. She had been trampled, crushed, and then somehow ended up with a concussion at the end of the two-minute mayhem. As a result, they no longer used any type of table anymore; they just threw all of their sweaters in a pile and went for it.

Some of them had just brought their sweaters with them, like Teddy and Lucy; while others wore theirs and needed to take them off, like Victoire and Ally. Ally peeled off her purple and orange jumper to reveal a plain white short-sleeved tee shirt. She threw it into the pile, Victoire's blue and silver sweater following it.

Once she felt her sweater fling off of her she heard a deep gasp and groan from behind her.

"Vic!"

She grinned to herself and turned around to wink at him.

Xavier was not amused, he crossed his arms across his chest and glared at her, "I thought I told you to stop wearing that!"

Victoire looked down at her white, blue, and yellow Puddlemere United tank top. On the front bottom was a curvy signature that read Oliver Wood and the back said Katie Bell. However, Xavier wasn't staring at his parents' signatures; he was staring at his own scrawny writing that graced the top part of her tank.

Victoire had to smirk at Xavier's reaction, "But I like this shirt."

He glared at her, "Just put something else over it."

She rolled her eyes at her fellow Head, "No I'm going to go walk around in this tank-top in the middle of December."

Ally decided to intervene before their –somewhat playful- argument got worse, "Let's just get this over with."

Victoire nodded and glanced at the large pile of sweaters in the middle of the group. She mentally calculated the number of sweaters and figured that everyone's was in heap. She looked up and saw Teddy had moved from near her side to across the circle from her.

He winked at her before saying, "Okay, on three."

"One . . ."

"Two . . ."

"Three!" Victoire, Ally, Louis, and Baxter joined in with Teddy before they all jumped into a quickly becoming fray of lanky builds, a lot of red hair, and plenty of freckles.

Sandra, Kyle, Xavier, and Cecilia watched the family with copious amusement and even a bit of worry. There were arms, elbows, and even a few swear words flying everywhere as the Weasleys' attempted to grab a certain sweater, or just one that wouldn't look weird on them. Sandra flinched as she watched Victoire get an elbow to the back from James -which seemed as though it was an accident. And Xavier grimaced when he saw Louis take a knee to the stomach. All of the spectators thought that is was a good thing that the younger children who were too young to come to Hogwarts weren't able to participate in this tradition. None of them would have liked to see little Lily potter or little Hugo Weasley getting roughed up in this innocent little 'Sweater Switch'.

A minute of battling later and Rose Weasley was the first person to escape the throng. In her hands, she had a pale green sweater with a large tawny 'M' on the front.

She walked over to the group who were watching the fray and smiled brightly, "Enjoying the show?"

Xavier frowned, "Has it always been this violent? I don't remember it being like this a couple years ago when I saw it."

Rose laughed, "On no. It gets more violent as we get older. Especially since Lily and Hugo aren't here, and all of us are old enough to use magic if we need to, to heal ourselves if something goes wrong. It's also a bit more vicious because James and Freddie are both trying to grab Teddy's sweater this year. They think it would be funny to mess with Vic since she gets it every year; especially now."

"Whose sweater do you have?" Sandra asked interestedly.

"'M' for Molly. I knew that it was hers based off the colours. Some of us have the other's colours memorized. It's helpful if you're looking for a certain sweater. The girls don't really care, but the boys don't want to be stuck with a sweater with pink or purple on it," Rose answered scanning the skirmish in front of her with a studious eye.

Another minute later and both Victoire and Lucy escaped the commotion. The laughter that was coming from Victoire wasn't surprising, but everyone else was a little stunned to see that Lucy's big brown eyes were filled with amusement and that her lips were stretched into a wide grin. They'd both reached the inactive group of people when Victoire reached out and began to do something to Lucy's –already messed up– red hair. Victoire played around with it before pulling her hand away and showing Lucy something in her palm. Whatever it was that seemed to cause Lucy to break out into giggles that caused Victoire to follow suit a minute later.

Both girls looked like they were about to collapse from the sheer hilarity they were feeling when Rose asked, "What's so funny?"

Lucy was busy taking the time to calm herself down with some deep breathing, so Victoire answered for the both of them. In between the giggles that were still affecting her of course, "Lucy had Dom's earring stuck in her hair."

Saying it aloud caused another round of –slightly more silent- giggles to take over the two girls. Victoire's friends looked to Rose as if the first-year could explain to them some reason why Victoire and Lucy would find such events so hysterical, but she seemed to be just as confused as they were. Victoire could see the looks that her friends were sharing, and sobered up enough so that she could roll her eyes at them without breaking out into more laughter.

"Okay, were done laughing. Geesh, you guys don't have to look at us as if we'd lost our minds."

Rose looked from Victoire to Lucy eagerly, "Whose sweater did you get?"

Lucy held out a pink and purple striped sweater with a big black 'D' on the front and said, "Dom's."

"You also ended up with her earring in your hair," Victoire reminded barely constraining a new set of giggles.

Lucy couldn't contain her laughter as well as her elder cousin and broke out into a smaller fit of giggles than before. Rose rolled her eyes and looked at Victoire, "And you?"

Victoire smirked and held up a turquoise blue sweater with a large hot pink 'T' on the front, "Who do you think?"


Hope that you all enjoyed!

A/N: Something I forgot to add in the disclaimer, the candycane donuts weren't actually my creation. The inspiration fo them comes from Tim Hortons candycane donuts that they sell at Christmas time around here . . . they are sooo good. Yum. Especially if you pair it with one of their hot chocolates (regular or candycane flavoured-it's like dirnking a melted candy cane . . . yum again ;)

A big thanks to everyone who reviewed / followed / favourited / read / and enjoyed my story!

Next Week: We get to see what Sandra's 'tradition' is and some secrets start to get spilled . . . Ohhh. . . . .

An especially big Thank-You! To everyone who reviewed, they always make my week, but they were especially good at cheering me up last week because later in the week I was rather sad because I had to say goodbye to my twin brother because he was leaving to move in to university (he had to start early for football camp) and he moved 15+ hours away. Anyway thanks to:

RoLouG, AzNeRd, confusednikki24-7, LiveLovePotter, XoxMountainGirlxoX, brilliant incandescence, abzster98, onedirectionlover98, trustxbelieve, marmar8089, MuggleCreator, xSuperNovax, HarryPotterNut94, Lizaluvsdoggies, Aurordreamer, Alfredo412, and YukiLovestoWrite.