AN: Sorry it took so long, sorry it sucks, and Merry Christmas!lol
Chapter Eighteen: December
It was the 20th of December as Angelina, Alicia, Katie, Fred, George, and Oliver sat talking in the common room.
"Where are you going for Christmas, boys?" Alicia asked.
"I'm staying at Hogwarts this year." He said, his arm handing around Katie's shoulder.
"Mum wants us home for Christmas." Fred and George said.
"What about you girls?" Oliver asked. Angelina shrugged.
"I think I'm gonna go home for a couple of days and come back." She said. Alicia nodded.
"Ditto." She said. Everyone looked over at Katie. She sighed.
"I'm staying here for Christmas." She said. The twins, Alicia, and Angelina all rolled their eyes. Katie furrowed her eyebrows. "What?" She asked. Angelina shook her head.
"Getting in more snogging time, aye?" She asked. Katie raised her eyebrows.
"Like you wouldn't?" She asked. The four friends at the same moment looked down at the table. Katie gave a happy nod. "That's what I thought." She said, taking a sip of her hot cocoa (which she had brought from the great hall).
The 21 first came quickly. Katie and Oliver were two out of only five Gryffindor's who had signed the list to stay for Christmas (the other three were Harry, Ron, and Hermione of course [AN: If you were wondering :)] ). The twins, Angelina, and Alicia had slowly started to gather the things they were taking home with them. They had to have it gathered by the 23rd because the train was leaving early on the 24th so they could be home for Christmas eve.
On the 22nd things were near hectic. People were jogging around trying to find socks their annt had given them last Christmas. You practically had to wear helmets when you heard someone yell 'Accio Sock!', because half the dorms socks came flying at the person who said the spell.
On the 23rd things were past hectic and somewhere close to bitchy. If someone started to say 'Accio Socks' they would be cut off by each person in the room throwing one pair of socks at them. People ran around shouting:
"Where's me da's (AN: Yes, it is supposed to say 'Me da's') hair growth potion' and, 'Where did I put that itchy sweater from mum?' (Fred and George said that one). Most funny of all was when somebody ran around at 11:59 P.M. Shouting: 'I need my B.A.R.F., I need my B.A.R.F. (Broom Arranged Riding Ferret)'. And all Oliver and Katie had to do was put in some hard snuggling time by the fire.
"Oy, Angie, I bet you can't wait to do this all again next year." Oliver said to Angelina from his spot on the couch, a smile plastered on his face.
"Wood, go suck a broom." She snapped, giving Oliver a 'If glares could kill an army' look. Oliver couldn't help but chuckle as Angelina walked away.
"Ol, don't be so mean." Katie said with amusement.
"Yes ma'am." He said, kissing her neck. Katie laughed. It was just hitting mid-night.
"Oliver, I think I'm gonna head to bed." Katie said, pushing herself up from Oliver's lap. Oliver stood up also.
"G'night, Kates." He leaned down and whispered in her ear. Katie gave Oliver a firm kiss on the lips before pulling away and walking to her dorm room.