It had been exactly 6 days since the snowball fight that occurred at the Willow residence, and at the Potter Manor everyone was rushing to prepare for the Annual Potter Weasely Christmas Party. Dominique Weasely sat on the couch at her cousinViolet, look, Dom sent us a letter!s shoulder.
Sincerely
Read Violet.
She grinned and ran out of the house with the invitation clutched in her hand. she exclaimed showing the parchment to the elderly lady clearing the snow from the front doorstep
Claire straitened her coat and smiled warmly.
Violet sighed, relieved and sped back to her sisters and told the wonderful news. Immediately, the sisters rushed up the stairs two at a time to their giant two floored closet. Each sister scrambled around to find the perfect dress for the next day.
Not much later, Claire and the four sisters stood by a port key that had been sent to their home earlier that day. Each of them placed a finger on it and spiraled away to the affair.
James Potter sat with his cousin and best friend, Fred, on a three seater couch. He had just been informed that the Mother Willow and her flock would be attending the event. Suddenly, he heard the whoosh of a port key and looked up to meet the eyes of the one and only, Violet Willow. His eyes widened as he took in her elegant red and gold dress.