Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Just the plot. I got the idea from CreativeQuill here on fanfiction. Ron and Hermione are not together yet.
It was Christmas Morning, 9 Weasleys, 1 Granger, and 1 Potter either stood, sat, or sprawled themselves on the living room floor. Fred and George were sitting beneath the tree watching anxiously for everyone to open their gifts. Bill and Fluer were sitting together on a couch, hands entertwined. Percy was looking through some books he had received. Charlie had just made hot chocolate, and was now sitting near, but was smart enough to not sit to near, the twins. Molly and Arthur sat in chairs next to each other, smiles on their faces as they watched their family and extended family's chaotic Christmas. Harry and Hermione stood at the door frame between the kitchen and living room together watching the Wealseys. For both of them, the Weasley's way of chaotic celebration amazed them.
Fred and George both suddenly smiled.
"Look what's above Harry and Hermione!" They sang.
The two looked up to see mistletoe dangling from above. They both looked down with horror displayed across their face.
Ginny ran across the room and leaned against Harry with her arm on his shoulder. "How you doin' Harry?" Ginny suddenly spun him to face her and kissed him. Harry went with his initial reaction and kissed her back. (They had been dating for 4 months, since the war was over.) Harry the remembered that her parents, and brothers, were in the room. He pulled back to see 9 shocked faces.
Fred and George suddenly said, "but- who's Hermione supposed to kiss!?" This time, Ron jumped up, he ran over to Hermione and copied Ginny, but he skipped the intro and kissed her.
Harry quickly got over his embarrassment and started laughing. The Weasleys looked to Harry thinking he was crazy. (Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione had yet to come up for air.)
Harry was turning bright red with his laughter. He managed to get out, "It's about bloody time!"
All of the Weasleys began to join him in laughter, as Ron and Hermione finally broke apart, gasping for air. Hermione has a blush that could rival a Weasley's. All was well in the Burrow.
Later that evening, Ginny met Harry in the snow outside, to makeup for what, as Ginny stated, Harry had 'so rudely ended quite quickly.' Little did they know, while they were snogging behind the shed, Ron and Hermione were snogging in front.