Chapter 28

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters or world. I do, however, own this little bit of plot. Unfortunately, I am making no money off of my plot. However, I leave the seventh book in JKR's capable hands.

A/N: Sorry that I cut the Christmas chapter in half. I just didn't want a 10 page chapter. Here is the conclusion.

I also apologize for any mistakes. This chapter did not make it to my beta readers, for we are all home for the holidays.

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Hermione was in the middle of a very interesting dinner. Tonks had already spilled the pumpkin juice twice, and Sirius had tried to start a food fight with Jane. However, it was fun. She hadn't realized how much she missed this. Family.

Hermione ate her turkey silently, eyeing the man across the table from her. Harry had told some joke or other, and Ron was laughing. She had missed his laughter. Then again, she'd always known that.

When the group finished eating, Hermione, Ginny, and Lupin cleared the table. Tonks had offered to help, but Lupin had volunteered in her stead. No one needed to break the dishes, just put them away.

The children gathered under the tree, excitement shining in their eyes. "It's so much fun to see Christmas through a child's eyes," Ginny said softly.

Hermione smiled. "And you've spoiled my two."

Lupin laughed. "Are you surprised? This is the Weasley family. They've been feeding Sirius more chocolate frogs than they should since he was old enough to eat one."

The group then left the kitchen and joined everyone else around the table.

Ginny held out her gift. "This is for Sirius."

Sirius tore into his gift. "Yay! Candy! Thanks!" He immediately unwrapped it and began to eat.

"Yeah, thanks Ginny," Tonks sighed. "Remind me to let you baby-sit him later."

Lupin laughed. "And James while she's at it."

Ron handed his dad a gift. "Here you go, Dad."

Mr. Weasley unwrapped a spark plug. "Cool! Thanks, Ron."

Ron smiled. "See, Fred? I can take a hint."

"That's debatable," Hermione replied.

Everyone laughed, even Ron, though he was blushing. Yes, he'd never realized she fancied him until a good three years after the Yule Ball fiasco.

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Two hours later, everyone sat admiring their presents. Ron had a Chudley Cannons tee shirt, a mountain of chocolate frogs, and a gift card to Honeyduke's.

Hermione had various books she had never seen before and had already started on one of them.

Molly and Jane were inspected all their gifts. They had never seen chocolate frog cards before. "Who this?" Jane asked Ron, holding up a card.

"Oh, that's Dumbledore. He was a great man. Your mum and I knew him."

"Really?"

"Yeah. He was headmaster when we were at school. He was always keeping us out of trouble."

"We need him," Jane sighed.

Ron laughed. "I bet you do."

"Who this?" Molly asked, running up to her father waving another chocolate frog card.

"Wow. That's Agrippa. That's the card I was looking for when I first met your Uncle Harry. Then your mum came in and interrupted us, telling me I had dirt on my nose."

Jane looked up at him. "Did you? Mum cleans my face too."

"Yes, I did. I'll tell you a secret," he said, leaning down. "Your mum's always right," he whispered.

Molly looked confused. "Mums are always right."

"Yeah, but your mum takes the cake."

Jane was bored. "Who this?"

"That's another Dumbledore." Ron smiled. "You know what, I think I have a bit of a collection lying around here. Would you girls like it?"

"Yay!" the girls cried.

Hermione watched Ron tear apart the flat looking for all of his cards. The girls followed him around eagerly. He handed the girls the cards as he found them. When he finished, Jane reached out and hugged him. "Thanks, Daddy."

Ron looked shocked at first, not to mention a bit uncomfortable (he never did like being hugged by a girl after all), but soon relaxed and broke into a wide grin. "You're welcome."

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Hermione stayed long after the Lupins and Harry had left. As she and Ron cleaned up all the wrapping paper and bows decorating the floor, Molly and Jane slept peacefully.

"They're wonderful aren't they?" Hermione asked, motioning to their children.

"Yeah. They're precious."

"You know, you didn't have to give them your collection."

"I know. I wanted to."

Hermione kissed his cheek. "Thank you for that. And I love my necklace."

Ron frowned. "You didn't give me a Christmas present."

"Oh, I just couldn't give it to you in polite company."

Ron smiled wickedly. "What is it?"

"Lingerie."

"That's cheap. You got that for you."

"No I didn't. It's red."

Ron sighed. "You're right. Can I see it?"

"Of course."

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Forty-five minutes later, the two lay in each other's arms.

"Hermione?"

"Hmm?"

"I like my present. Thank you."

Hermione smiled wickedly. "No. Thank you." She kissed him slowly and seductively. "Ready for another go?"

"Oh yeah. This is the best Christmas ever."

"Because of the girls or the shag?"

Ron looked at Hermione. "Both, actually."

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A/N: Sorry for the delay, but I'm home from college now, so I haven't had much computer time. I know I skipped opening most of the presents, but I didn't want to bore all of you.

I'm sorry to say this will be the last chapter I post until round about the tenth of January. Sorry about that. I know you're cursing me right now, but I really can't do anything about it. I have to help my dad shop for my mom tonight so he won't buy her the same thing that he did last year. I then have family Christmas get togethers and church, and then I have to load up my car for the drive home.

I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas, Hanukah, Kwanzaa, and New Year. May it be safe and happy. Enjoy not only your family, but your friends and your vacation.