Christmas Wishes- I'll Be Home For Christmas
Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say- I DON'T OWN ANY OF THIS!!! Xcept the plot. But that is really beside the point!
"I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me! Please have snow and mistletoe, And presents under the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me, Where the love light gleams. I'll be home for Christmas, If only in my dreams."
"Fred- Get down here and help with these presents!" Mrs. Weasley howled down the hall to her son.
"Oye- Mum! Can't do everything, can I?" Fred yelled back up the hall.
It was crazy. Ginny's nieces and nephews were running around the house, her brothers and sister-in-laws were baking and carrying presents inside, and yet amidst the craziness, Ginny found herself lonely. Harry hadn't written to her in three days. She missed him and it was Christmas Eve. He said he would try to be home, but Ginny highly doubted it.
"Mommy, Mommy!" Daniel, one of Charlie's sons, yelled across the living room, "Heather is locked up in our room and she can't get out!"
Ginny ran up the stairs to get the skeleton key. This had to have happened three times before. It usually ended up that Daniel locked his cousin in the room and then she started crying and he came downstairs to get his mother. She got back to the room and started fiddling with the key. Lean to the left, and then suddenly jerk to the right, turn the knob and the door will open. It always worked like a charm. Heather came toddling out with chocolate all over her face and hands. She had found herself a nice little after dinner snack.
Ginny carried Heather upstairs to the bathtub. She got to the bathroom to find it occupied. She knocked on the door.
"Who ever is in there- I have a kid here that couldn't be any messier. So, your turn is over!" She yelled into the door.
"Ginny!" The voice of Ron seemed worried, "You can't come in yet."
"What? Why?" Ginny was thoroughly confused.
"You can go in now," Ron said opening the door and letting her in. It must have been a Christmas present. Oh, well- She could get Heather in the tub now. Ginny turned on the water and prepared Heather for her bath.
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An hour later, Ginny emerged from the bathroom with a sleeping Heather in her arms. She walked down the steps to where Penelope and Percy were staying. Ginny laid Heather down in her crib and closed the door. She ran her hand through her hair and walked up to her room for a nap.
As she walked up the stairs, she heard hushed voices coming from Ron's room. This was suspicious. She leaned up against the door to hear Ron and Hermione talking.
"That was close."
"I know. She'll be so surprised."
"I hope she is. I want her to be happy and I think that she will be."
"I think that your right."
"Well, I'm going to go help your mom fix dinner."
That was it. Ginny rushed up the stairs quietly to her room where she sat down in her rocking chair by the window. What were they talking about? Was it about her? No, couldn't be. No. It couldn't be that- no. It wasn't. The clock struck eight.
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"Silent night! Holy night! All is calm, all is bright," Ginny sang. It was ten thirty. Harry wasn't coming home. Tears came to her eyes at the thought. She had thought that maybe, just maybe, Harry would make it. He would be home soon and she could give him his Christmas present then. It would be just fine.
"Ginny, dear," her mother's voice brought her back into reality, "Time to go to bed."
"I guess you're right," she whispered, "I just thought that maybe~"
"I know, dear, I know," Molly Weasley sighed as she followed Ginny up the stairs.
"It's just that, I mean, I really wish that Harry would have been here," Ginny said quietly as a tear escaped her eye.
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"Wake up, Aunt Ginny!" Daniel shook her shoulder. Ginny looked over at the clock. It was six o'clock in the morning.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Ginny said, climbing out of bed. Ginny slipped on her slippers and robe and walked downstairs.
"Santa came! Santa came! Santa came!" Charlie's two sons were running around the house.
"Good morning, Ginny," Molly hugged her daughter, "Merry Christmas, dear!"
"Merry Christmas, Mom," she said.
Ginny walked into the kitchen to find her brothers and sister-in-laws already dressed and awake.
"How on Earth???" Ginny looked at all her siblings in disbelief.
"We've been up since five. We decided to let you sleep in," Charlie said, pouring her a cup of coffee.
"Does this mean we can open presents?" Daniel asked his dad in anticipation.
"Time for present opening!" Charlie said back to his son, who in turn ran around the house.
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All the gifts had been unwrapped and all the wrapping paper had been thrown away. Ginny received gift certificates to three restaurants and new clothes. Ginny got up off the couch and began a stroll to the kitchen for some more coffee when she was called back to the living room.
"Hey, Ginny," Hermione called.
"We have one more gift for you," Ron said.
"What?" Ginny questioned sitting back down.
"We have one more gift for you," they both called.
"Oh, ok. Where is it?" She asked. All the presents had been unwrapped.
"It was a little too big to wrap, so we just didn't," Ron replied.
"Alright," Ginny said hesitantly.
"Close your eyes and open them when we tell you, ok?" Hermione smiled. Ginny closed her eyes. This was what they were talking about.
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Ending #1
(More Cliché)
"Alright, Open them," Hermione giggled. Ginny opened her eyes and started crying.
"Oh my gosh!" Ginny covered her hand with her mouth.
"I've wanted to give this to you for a while," Harry said, getting down on one knee, "Virginia Weasley- Will you marry me?"
"Yes," she burst out. She couldn't contain her emotions any longer. Ginny started crying and laughing at the same time. She kissed Harry. He had made it. Maybe not on time, but he made it.
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Ending #2
(Less cliché)
"Alright, open your eyes!" Hermione shouted. Ginny's heart dropped through the floor. It was a new Treadmill. Ginny smiled and thanked her brother and soon-to-be sister-in-law. She wasn't expecting that.
"Thanks guys. It's great," she said.
"You don't like it," Hermione's smile faded.
"Oh, but I do!" Ginny said earnestly.
Ginny reassured them and left for the kitchen. She got in to the kitchen. No one was in there, thankfully. Ginny started to cry. She didn't care who heard her. She just cried. She had gotten her hopes up. She thought that it would be him, but it wasn't. Now her heart was just broken.
"Ginny," an all-too-familiar voice said from behind her.
"Harry!?!" she wiped the tears from her eyes.
"What's wrong?" He said helping her with her tears, "You told me that you would be alright and that you wouldn't cry."
Ginny hugged him so tightly she thought she would never let him go. He kissed her and hugged her back.
"Ginny," he began, "I love you so much, and while you were gone, I realized just how much I love you. I missed you so much. And it was only for two weeks. I can't do that anymore, so I guess I'll get right down to it. Ginny, will you marry me?" he got down on one knee and opened a black box. Inside was the most beautiful ring she had ever seen in her life.
"Yes," Ginny replied, tears of joy now streaming down her face, "Of course I'll marry you."
She hugged him and then she knew that she would never let him go. It hadn't taken more than Christmas wishes to bring him home after all.
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Note: I know, I know. They're both slightly cheesy, but hey- everybody needs a cheesy story every once and a while. I know I didn't get it soon enough, but there's not too much I could do! I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and A Happy, Happy New Year! Much love, as always-- Sarah
Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say- I DON'T OWN ANY OF THIS!!! Xcept the plot. But that is really beside the point!
"I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me! Please have snow and mistletoe, And presents under the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me, Where the love light gleams. I'll be home for Christmas, If only in my dreams."
"Fred- Get down here and help with these presents!" Mrs. Weasley howled down the hall to her son.
"Oye- Mum! Can't do everything, can I?" Fred yelled back up the hall.
It was crazy. Ginny's nieces and nephews were running around the house, her brothers and sister-in-laws were baking and carrying presents inside, and yet amidst the craziness, Ginny found herself lonely. Harry hadn't written to her in three days. She missed him and it was Christmas Eve. He said he would try to be home, but Ginny highly doubted it.
"Mommy, Mommy!" Daniel, one of Charlie's sons, yelled across the living room, "Heather is locked up in our room and she can't get out!"
Ginny ran up the stairs to get the skeleton key. This had to have happened three times before. It usually ended up that Daniel locked his cousin in the room and then she started crying and he came downstairs to get his mother. She got back to the room and started fiddling with the key. Lean to the left, and then suddenly jerk to the right, turn the knob and the door will open. It always worked like a charm. Heather came toddling out with chocolate all over her face and hands. She had found herself a nice little after dinner snack.
Ginny carried Heather upstairs to the bathtub. She got to the bathroom to find it occupied. She knocked on the door.
"Who ever is in there- I have a kid here that couldn't be any messier. So, your turn is over!" She yelled into the door.
"Ginny!" The voice of Ron seemed worried, "You can't come in yet."
"What? Why?" Ginny was thoroughly confused.
"You can go in now," Ron said opening the door and letting her in. It must have been a Christmas present. Oh, well- She could get Heather in the tub now. Ginny turned on the water and prepared Heather for her bath.
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An hour later, Ginny emerged from the bathroom with a sleeping Heather in her arms. She walked down the steps to where Penelope and Percy were staying. Ginny laid Heather down in her crib and closed the door. She ran her hand through her hair and walked up to her room for a nap.
As she walked up the stairs, she heard hushed voices coming from Ron's room. This was suspicious. She leaned up against the door to hear Ron and Hermione talking.
"That was close."
"I know. She'll be so surprised."
"I hope she is. I want her to be happy and I think that she will be."
"I think that your right."
"Well, I'm going to go help your mom fix dinner."
That was it. Ginny rushed up the stairs quietly to her room where she sat down in her rocking chair by the window. What were they talking about? Was it about her? No, couldn't be. No. It couldn't be that- no. It wasn't. The clock struck eight.
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"Silent night! Holy night! All is calm, all is bright," Ginny sang. It was ten thirty. Harry wasn't coming home. Tears came to her eyes at the thought. She had thought that maybe, just maybe, Harry would make it. He would be home soon and she could give him his Christmas present then. It would be just fine.
"Ginny, dear," her mother's voice brought her back into reality, "Time to go to bed."
"I guess you're right," she whispered, "I just thought that maybe~"
"I know, dear, I know," Molly Weasley sighed as she followed Ginny up the stairs.
"It's just that, I mean, I really wish that Harry would have been here," Ginny said quietly as a tear escaped her eye.
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"Wake up, Aunt Ginny!" Daniel shook her shoulder. Ginny looked over at the clock. It was six o'clock in the morning.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Ginny said, climbing out of bed. Ginny slipped on her slippers and robe and walked downstairs.
"Santa came! Santa came! Santa came!" Charlie's two sons were running around the house.
"Good morning, Ginny," Molly hugged her daughter, "Merry Christmas, dear!"
"Merry Christmas, Mom," she said.
Ginny walked into the kitchen to find her brothers and sister-in-laws already dressed and awake.
"How on Earth???" Ginny looked at all her siblings in disbelief.
"We've been up since five. We decided to let you sleep in," Charlie said, pouring her a cup of coffee.
"Does this mean we can open presents?" Daniel asked his dad in anticipation.
"Time for present opening!" Charlie said back to his son, who in turn ran around the house.
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All the gifts had been unwrapped and all the wrapping paper had been thrown away. Ginny received gift certificates to three restaurants and new clothes. Ginny got up off the couch and began a stroll to the kitchen for some more coffee when she was called back to the living room.
"Hey, Ginny," Hermione called.
"We have one more gift for you," Ron said.
"What?" Ginny questioned sitting back down.
"We have one more gift for you," they both called.
"Oh, ok. Where is it?" She asked. All the presents had been unwrapped.
"It was a little too big to wrap, so we just didn't," Ron replied.
"Alright," Ginny said hesitantly.
"Close your eyes and open them when we tell you, ok?" Hermione smiled. Ginny closed her eyes. This was what they were talking about.
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Ending #1
(More Cliché)
"Alright, Open them," Hermione giggled. Ginny opened her eyes and started crying.
"Oh my gosh!" Ginny covered her hand with her mouth.
"I've wanted to give this to you for a while," Harry said, getting down on one knee, "Virginia Weasley- Will you marry me?"
"Yes," she burst out. She couldn't contain her emotions any longer. Ginny started crying and laughing at the same time. She kissed Harry. He had made it. Maybe not on time, but he made it.
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Ending #2
(Less cliché)
"Alright, open your eyes!" Hermione shouted. Ginny's heart dropped through the floor. It was a new Treadmill. Ginny smiled and thanked her brother and soon-to-be sister-in-law. She wasn't expecting that.
"Thanks guys. It's great," she said.
"You don't like it," Hermione's smile faded.
"Oh, but I do!" Ginny said earnestly.
Ginny reassured them and left for the kitchen. She got in to the kitchen. No one was in there, thankfully. Ginny started to cry. She didn't care who heard her. She just cried. She had gotten her hopes up. She thought that it would be him, but it wasn't. Now her heart was just broken.
"Ginny," an all-too-familiar voice said from behind her.
"Harry!?!" she wiped the tears from her eyes.
"What's wrong?" He said helping her with her tears, "You told me that you would be alright and that you wouldn't cry."
Ginny hugged him so tightly she thought she would never let him go. He kissed her and hugged her back.
"Ginny," he began, "I love you so much, and while you were gone, I realized just how much I love you. I missed you so much. And it was only for two weeks. I can't do that anymore, so I guess I'll get right down to it. Ginny, will you marry me?" he got down on one knee and opened a black box. Inside was the most beautiful ring she had ever seen in her life.
"Yes," Ginny replied, tears of joy now streaming down her face, "Of course I'll marry you."
She hugged him and then she knew that she would never let him go. It hadn't taken more than Christmas wishes to bring him home after all.
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Note: I know, I know. They're both slightly cheesy, but hey- everybody needs a cheesy story every once and a while. I know I didn't get it soon enough, but there's not too much I could do! I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and A Happy, Happy New Year! Much love, as always-- Sarah