Disclaimer: The story or characters in Harry Potter do not belong to me. They belong to the great J K Rowling:
I've been gone for ages I know, so I'm sorry to those who are following I will try to update more regularly but life got in the way the past few months.
There's a bit more Harry and Ginny in this one as they are awesome lets face it (if you don't think so read the books the films do not do her, or them, justice) Hope you enjoy ?
Harry woke up one cold, bright December morning to movement in the bed next to him. He turned his head to stare at his sleeping girlfriend, her long, red hair fanning out around her as she tossed and turned. Harry smiled, Ginny was a fidget when she slept, and whilst she was awake when he thought about it, she didn't seem to ever stop moving, he often joked that the twisted sheets on the bed had more to do with Ginny's constant fidgeting as opposed to what they actually got up to in that bed, it was a joke that Ron never appreciated. The small noises coming from the sleeping witch indicated that Ginny would soon be stirring, she always started muttering right before waking, he leant closer and stared into her freckled face. She was beautiful, long eyelashes fanned on the closed lids of the green eyes he could lose himself in easily, her small button nose was spattered with a series of freckles that Harry, although he would never admit it to her, had counted on many occasions such as this, and her pink, full lips formed a small smile as she dreamed. He watched her as she shifted slightly, raising her arm as if to stretch or turn over and he smiled an adoringly, sickening smile at her, she was so cute.
That was when she turned over suddenly and punched him in the face.
"Ermi-on-knee? Can duw heal by nowse pwease, Ginny bwoked it, OW BY GOD, BY EYWS, BY EYWS!"
Harry opened the door to Hermione and Ron's room without knocking, something he wouldn't have done if he hadn't been bleeding profusely from his nose, and was greeted by the sight of Ron's naked, pale and very freckled backside. Mercifully they had been asleep and not, well doing something he didn't want to think about them ever doing even if he did witness and hear it quite regularly. Hermione shot up at Harry's shout and pulled the covers, that had thankfully been wrapped around her saving Harry any further embarrassment, tighter to her chest before turning to look at her sleeping, and still naked, boyfriend. She rolled her eyes and poked the tall ginger, something she instantly regretted as he gave out a loud yawn and flopped round so he was on his back at the exact same time a laughing Ginny entered the room. Ginny screamed. Ron leapt up and grabbed his wand from the bedside table and turned menacingly towards the door, he yelped at the sight of his sister and best friend and scrambled to get back into the bed but only succeeded in falling flat on his face, and other, more painful parts, in front of the mortified watchers.
Hermione waved her wand and she and Ron were instantly clothed in Gryffindor pyjamas, Ron slowly peeled himself off the floor and eased himself down onto the bed, his face and ears a luminous shade of red. Harry swayed slightly and the other three were drawn back to his heavily bleeding nose, Hermione waved her wand again and Harry's nose healed itself with a sickening crunch. An awkward silence fell over the room, before eventually Harry spoke up.
"You sleep in the nude mate?" Harry directed at Ron whose ears, if at all possible, went even redder.
"So does Hermione!" Ron justified earning himself a wince from Harry and a slap on the arm from his girlfriend.
"Ron! Shut up!" She berated, "So, erm, ignoring what just happened why did you have a broken nose?" She asked Harry.
"Ginny sleep punched me and then nearly wet herself laughing so I didn't trust her to perform the charm." Harry sent Ginny a scowl as she started to laugh again.
"HA! Sleep punched by your own girlfriend that's one to tell the guys in work!" Ron chortled and even Hermione giggled at the disgruntled expression on Harry's face.
"Hermione has literally set a pack of wild birds on you before now!" Harry huffed.
"Yeah but she's never broken my nose, either consciously or unconsciously." Ron laughed.
"Oh shut up the lot of you." Harry pouted and Ginny rubbed his arm in a fake soothing manner.
"Poor bubba, are we getting at you?"
"Yeah, well, you're all really annoying." He crossed his arms and attempted to maintain a frowning face, something that was made immensely difficult when three of his favourite people were laughing raucously. Eventually a small smile spread across his face and he joined in, grabbing Ginny's hand and leaping on the bed onto his two best friends as they shrieked.
"Harry!" Hermione laughed as they settled down in between her and Ron, "So what are we doing this fine Christmas Eve?"
"Aren't you going to your parents?" Ginny asked.
"No, they've gone skiing again, not big Christmas lovers and they know how much I love going to the Burrow for Christmas."
"Shall we have a film day? We should watch those Ring films again!" Ron said excitedly.
"The Lord of the Rings? We should play the drinking game as well, get well and truly sozzled." Harry laughed.
"Yeah Harry may already need a drink." Hermione said with an uncharacteristic smirk.
"Ey?" Harry quirked an eyebrow.
"Well you're sitting right where Ron's naked arse was about 3 minutes ago." Harry jumped up with such a yelp that he fell right off the bed and sat up, looking horrified, his glasses askew as his friends and girlfriend fell about with laughter.
Just a bit of fun type chapter. Hope you liked!