A Not-So Merry Christmas
It was the Christmas Season of 1997, and on of the first without the whole Weasley family together.
Ron was off, Merlin knew where, with Hermione and Harry.
Bill was doing stuff with the Order, so was Fleur. They also said that they wanted to share their first Christmas together; alone.
Charlie was still in Romania.
Percy, he was with the Ministry. And quite frankly, nobody really wanted him there, nor missed him.
Fred and George were also busy with the Order.
Ginny would be all alone for Christmas. Just her and her parents; all alone.
No guest, for everyone was busy, either in hiding, or helping the Order.
Ginny was left to worry. Worry about her brothers, her best friend, her (ex) boyfriend, and now Luna. Death Eaters had taken Luna, while on board the Hogwarts Express. Ginny felt most mad that she hadn't seen it coming, therefore she wasn't able to help.
Today was Christmas Eve and Ginny was in the family room of the Burrow, decorating the tree, with her mum. Every once in a while, her mum would have a small fit of tears. Even though Ginny felt the same way, it was still annoying.
Just then, her mum did it again, and it was the last straw for Ginny,
"Mum! No one's coming home for bloody Christmas! And there's nothing we can do about it!"
Just when she thought her mum was going to burst out sobbing, Ginny heard someone.
"What do you mean no one's coming home? We're here aren't we?" Ginny knew those voices anywhere, and they were now walking into the family room.
"Fred! George!" She ran into their open arms.
"Thank you! Thank you!" She muttered under her breath. They heard her and chuckled.
"Your welcome Gin." Fred whispered and kissed the top of her head.
When Mrs. Weasley heard Ginny scream, she turned around and saw her twin sons. She knew how testy Ginny was, so she decided to give them a moment. When she thought they were done, she went over to the boys and engulfed the there in a bone-crushing hug.
"Hi Mum." The boys said together.
"How long are you staying?" Ginny asked eagerly.
"Just until tomorrow." George answered.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Ginny whispered again.
"You two look famished!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed. "I'll go make something for you, And, I'll make hot chocolate for all of us." And with that, Mrs. Weasley was on her way. When Ginny was sure her mum was gone, she started a conversation she needed to have.
"What were you guys up to?" Ginny asked.
"Official Order business." Fred answered with a smirk. Ginny glared at them.
"Just been working on keeping people safe, hiding some Muggle-borns. Stuff like that." George answered.
"Have you heard anything about Luna?" Ginny had informed the Order of what happened.
"No." George answered, "Nothing yet."
"But no news is good news." Fred added. This was what the Order kept saying, "No news is good news". They believed if something had gone wrong or someone was killed, it would be widely told.
"I know. I know." Ginny muttered.
"What about Ron, Harry and Hermione?"
"Nope, still nothing." George patted her on the back. Ginny looked like she would succumb to tears at any second.
"I'm just so scared." Ginny chocked out.
"We know." Fred picked her up, and carried her over to the couch.
"It's hard to not know where the people you care about are. But, we just have to hang in there until it's all over." George spoke soothingly.
"What if it doesn't end?" This had been one of Ginny's fears.
Fred and George exchanged a look, then George nodded, and Fred said,
"It my not be anytime soon, but it will end. We're confident about that. We don't know exactly what Harry, Ron and Hermione are up to, but we know they're working on a way to end this."
"How can you be so sure?" Ginny now had silent tears running down her cheeks.
"Sometimes it's hard. But you just have to remember what we're fighting for. Why we're doing this." George smiled as he spoke.
'To have a future with Harry.' Ginny thought to herself.
"Does that help?" Fred asked.
"Ya. But the pains still here."
"It will be. No one said it would be easy." Fred chuckled.
"I know." Ginny smiled. "Wanna play exploding snap?"
"Ya!" The twins cheered. "Accio Playing Cards."
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Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley was deliberately taking her time. She knew Ginny would open up to the twins; something she couldn't get Ginny to do.
After a little while, Mrs. Weasley heard them playing Exploding Snap. Ginny sounded much better. She even heard her laughing.
Mrs. Weasley put all the food on a tray, and levitated it to the family room.
"Here we go…"
-finished-
A/N- I think this is a little AU for Mrs. Weasley, but it will have to do! Haha I just needed Mrs. Weasley to give Ginny and the twins some space! Any who, REVIEW! (niceness, constructive criticism, but NO FLAMES)
