Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N:Too much work this week for my liking...

FORGOTTEN update...somewhere fun...

Thanks to my reviewers..

Joan Marie Mesi- Happy Christmas to you too!

AmberJupiter- you might need to brush your teeth after my chapters!

KrazieChikadee- you know, I thought I'd just leave it up in the air about what Emily remembers. She's not really sure herself what she remembers, heard from George or just made up. Maybe somewhere in her pretty little head there is a memory of the name Minerva. I thought it was quite fitting that she would like the name though- esp since Minnie actually is a cute nickname! Hope you like the resolve to the cliffhanger!

nehimasgift-George is mine! Well actually he isn't. I wish. Mmmm...yummy George...

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CaptainSatsuma-well I wouldn't mind if someone brought chocolate to parties for me to eat- I'm an addict!

Julz- Merry Christmas darling. Hope you like this one too!

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Merry Christmas one and all!

"Emily?" George shyly called as he knocked on the bedroom door.

"Emily?" He tried again, a little louder this time. When no response came he carefully opened the door whilst balancing the tray in his right hand. He carried it over to the bedside and gently placed it on the table.

Looking down he saw Emily curled up in the middle of the big double bed, facing the window. He tentatively sat down beside her and slowly crawled closer. Lowering his head slightly he pushed her loose hair back from her face and was about to once again call her to see if she was awake when she slyly opened her eyes and quickly turned her head to face him.

"Yes darling?"

"You scared the life out of me! I thought you were asleep!"

"Well that was the idea. No, I wasn't asleep. I haven't been asleep for hours."

"Too excited?"

"Very excited."

"You should have come out- I've been awake since three."

"And you're only coming in now?"

"Well I thought three was a bit early. Mum would be shouting at me for being awake at five."

"You're a big kid."

"So are you!"

"Merry Christmas." George said as he gently kissed her.

"Merry Christmas to you too." Emily smiled. "Okay, okay. I guess I may get up now." She said as she pulled back the covers. George placed his hand over hers and stopped the motion.

"No. I brought everything to you. I made a tray up with tea and toast, just in case you were hungry. I also brought you a little present- so which would you like first?"

"I need to get up though- I need to get your present."

"Thought of that too- your wand?" George asked as he presented her with her wand.

"Ah yes, that'll work nicely. Accio present." Emily said clearly. A present flew up to them from underneath the bed.

"Underneath the bed? You didn't think I would look there?"

"I know you looked there. You didn't find anything did you?"

"No." George said with a guilty look. Emily just giggled.

"I think I would like presents first." Emily smiled.

George excitedly reached over to the bedside table and lifted a package from on top. He bounced slightly as he handed it to her, his face alight with a large grin and wide, eager eyes.

"Open it. Open it."

"I'm trying George. How much tape did you put on this?"

"Um... I think a roll maybe."

"A whole roll of tape for one present? This could take a while."

"Here let me help."

"Ow… I broke a nail!" George whined.

"You're such a baby."

"Will you kiss it better?" Emily shook her head, but obliged none the less.

"Finally!" Emily said after they had picked off enough tape to get the present open. She reached inside the many layers of paper and pulled out a small box. She slowly opened the box, her heart racing as she thought about what might be inside.

Inside the box, upon the cream the velvet finish, lay a garnet heart shaped pendant with a white gold chain.

"George it's beautiful."

"Here- try it on." He said as he took the chain from her hand and placed it gently around her neck, fumbling with the small clasp.

"It really is beautiful." Emily said as she ran her fingers down the chain to the small heart.

"There's something else in there too." George said as he pointed to the pile of wrapping paper.

"Emily gently lifted the paper and turned it and a red envelope fell out of the package. She opened it and took out a card filled with many x's. She also found a voucher for "A candlelight dinner for two".

"I thought we could go this week."

"That would be lovely. Thanks George." She said as she reached up and gave him a hug and a kiss. "Here's yours."

George grinned and quickly tore off the neatly taped paper. Inside he found a plain brown box. Upon opening the box he found another box- and another and yet another. Fifteen boxes later he found a small white with a message in Emily's neat script that said

What force and strength cannot get through, I with a gentle touch can do.

And many in the street would stand, were I not a friend at hand.

What am I?

"Huh?"

Emily just smiled and reached over to the bedside table and produced a small silver key.

"A key? What's it for?"

"To open something silly."

"Ah yes, but to open what?"

"Well you'll find it at this place." Emily said as she handed him another slip of paper.

There's someone outside who can show the way- I'll give you a clue…

They call me a man, but I'll never have a wife.

I was given a body, but not given life.

They made me a mouth, but didn't give me breath.

Water gives me life and sun brings me death.

What am I?

"Well let's go then!"

George jumped to his feet and ran and put on shoes. Emily gracefully got up and put on her dressing gown and a pair of boots. She found George bouncing at the door in only his pyjamas, so she handed him a coat and scarf to wear.

Once they were outside in the small yard George looked around to see what the riddle was.

"A snowman!" George exclaimed.

In the middle of the yard stood a snowman- with a pipe, carrot nose, and coal eyes. He proudly wore a red scarf and matching hat. One small stick arm pointed to the ground whilst the other pointed to the shed in the corner.

"The shed?"

Emily simply nodded in response.

After opening the shed George discovered a large box propped up against the wall with one final message attached.

Merry Christmas!

All my love,

Always,

Emily, xo.

George excitedly put the key in the lock and turned it. The lock clicked open. He lifted the lid and his eyes opened wide in shock.

"It's a… oh my…Emily you…"

"That's always a great reaction."

"But Emily- a Silver Arrow? And not just any Silver Arrow, this is a top of the line, limited edition Silver Arrow Tournament."

"So the guy in the shop said."

"Emily, this must have cost you a month's wages."

"You're forgetting I had about 6years worth of wages sitting in a vault gathering dust- plus in my opinion it cost me nothing when I see you smile like that."

"Thanks so much! I have to say I'm the luckiest guy in the entire world- got a great girl and the most amazing broom… let's go back inside." He finished abruptly.

"Don't you want to go try it out?"

"You're scared of heights. I can fly any time- but I can't spend Christmas with you any time. Let's go have some breakfast." George wrapped his arms around her waist and led her towards the house before she could protest.

The couple spent the morning sitting in front of the fire, opening presents from the Weasley clan and eating most of them! They wore their matching red jumpers from Mrs Weasley and played Wizard's Chess.

In early evening they got ready to go to the Burrow for a family get together. The entire house was dressed top to bottom in Christmas decorations- including the traditional Magical Mistletoe that caught many couples throughout the party. Everyone was in a merry mood, drinking and dancing the night away.

"Great moves there Fred." George called to his brother who was reluctantly dancing with his Aunt Phillis as Angelina's feet hurt too much to stand never mind dance.

The festivities carried on long into the night. George and Emily finally tumbled into the flat- after flooing as they were a little bit too tipsy to apparate- in the small hours of the morning. After clambering to their feet and laughing until their sides hurt they decided to sit once again on the sofa and have a chat. About two steps from the fireplace they both froze against their will.

Looking up George spotted the problem- Emily's gaze followed his and found that little plant which held so much Christmas tradition.

"Guess we have no choice this time…" Emily smiled.

"Merlin, life is hard."

And they shared one final Christmas kiss.