Thank you so much to my wonderful reviewers. I love you all. However, if it's not too much trouble, I would appreciate more reviews. It only takes a second to tell me that my grammar is atrocious or my characters are wooden, or tell me what I'm doing right. The story is finished, but it can be tweaked. I'm also looking for a beta reader. I may be a schoolteacher, but I'm not perfect. Ah, well, on with the show!

Christmas came so quickly, taking Jessica by surprise. At the last minute, Jessica put the decorations up in the store. It added slightly to the anticipation, but the idea of spending almost all of Christmas alone made her shiver. Sure, she had had lonely Christmases before, but this year, something inside her had stirred and she began to feel lonesome. One thing that helped her along was the idea of Christmas dinner with the Weasleys. Still, opening gifts alone made her so sad that she almost cried.

She sat inside the store watching the snow fall and the customers ooh and aah over the products. She was taking a short break from standing when Fred walked up to her, concealing something in his hands.

"Guess what came by express owl today?"

"What?" Jessica asked, her mind snapping into the present.

"A letter for you," Fred said gleefully.

"Really? Who would be writing me?" she asked, now intrigued.

"Well, I don't know for certain, but on the return address, it says Quidditch Monthly."

"Quidditch Monthly, as in the magazine?"

"That's what I would expect. It's a rather large package, and I took the liberty of opening it."

Jessica jumped up, resisting the impulse to strangle Fred. "What if it was your Christmas gift?"

"I wish it was, but I think it is for a certain boyfriend, am I right?"

Jessica, surprisingly, did not blush. "Yes. Now give me my letter."

"Come and get it!" Fred challenged.

Jessica leapt up, trying to snatch the letter from his grip. It did not work and Fred whooped with laughter as he held it above her groping hands. George came up behind Fred and took it from his brother.

"Here," George said, handing the letter to Jessica.

"Thanks, George." She turned to Fred. "See, some people in this world are still nice to me!"

"You okay, bro?" Fred asked.

"I'm fine." George walked away quickly, avoiding eye contact.

Jessica opened her letter quickly.

Dear Ms. Baine,

Congratulations! You have won four tickets to the January 23rd Puddlemere United game against the Wimbourne Wasps! Enclosed are your tickets. Your seats are in the top box, next to the announcer's box. Please be prompt in arrival at the game and again, congratulations.

Quidditch Monthly

Jessica leapt for joy, dancing around the store. "I won! I won! I won!"

Customers stared and finally, an annoyed George called after the dancing girl. "Yes, thank you, Jessica, we know you've won, now will you please be quiet?"

Jessica was not in the least bit taken aback by George's tone. Nothing could ruin her day now. She spent the rest of the day dancing and imagining what it would be like at the match. As they were closing up for Christmas, the tension in the room was so thick that no reducto spell could cut it. She avoided his eyes as well, attempting to suppress her happiness while wishing that George would relax. Putting the finishing touches on a display, she walked up behind him and Fred, hugging them from behind.

"You guys want to come?"

"Where?" they asked at the same time.

"To the game, of course! Here, don't even try to say no. After being such great friends to me, you can't deny me giving you the chance of a lifetime!"

Fred grinned at Jessica while George managed to pull off half a smile.

"Sure!" Fred said immediately.

"Who would watch the store?" George asked practically.

"How about your brother and sister? I'm sure they wouldn't mind getting a few more dollars."

"Sounds fine with me," Fred said.

"All right," George consented.

Jessica beamed and handed them their tickets. "See you on Christmas Day!"