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Silent Night
The Ravenclaw common room had emptied quickly as midnight approached leaving one lone figure sitting by a large bookcase. She was curled up in an armchair with a thick book open on her lap, her eyes dancing across the page as they took in the words printed there.
A light tapping noise on a window drew Molly Weasley's attention from her book and over to one of the large windows which in the daytime offered a beautiful view of the mountains.
A handsome owl stood on the window ledge peering into the room as Molly hurried across to open the window and allow Hermes to fly inside. He landed on the back of the chair she'd been sitting in and hooted softly. She crossed back to the chair and took the letter from him and watched as he flew back across the room and through the open window which Molly closed with a muttered word and wave of her wand.
Now the letter held her attention and Molly sat back down in the chair before opening it quickly as she recognised the childish writing on the outside.
Dear Molly, Lucy had written.
How are you? I'm hoping your classes are going well and I can't wait to see you at Christmas! I've been really busy – I helped Granny make shortbread and I'm sleeping at Lily's tonight. Aunt Ginny said we could roast marshmallows if we wanted to and we do so we will. I'm also making someone's present!
Love, Lucy
Molly smiled as she read the letter, shaking her head at her sister's obviousness in the parting comment. Though Molly wasn't surprised. Lucy always handmade gifts and Molly had kept every single one.
She re-read the letter and smiled at the thought of Christmas at home with her sister and the rest of her family.
She thought about replying but decided against writing it now as Lucy would be at the Potter's and would be having too much fun.
Molly yawned as she stood up and replaced her book on the bookcase before heading upstairs to her dormitory.
She'd reply tomorrow when she wasn't so exhausted and when Lucy would actually have time to read it. Right now she'd be bouncing around with Lily, both of them high on candy canes and marshmallows and Christmas.
She'd wait until tomorrow when there was more time, though James and Louis would drag her off for another snowball fight. She knew she'd frown and argue but in the end she'd happily join them. Maybe she could tell Lucy about it, she thought as she collapsed into bed, her eyes sliding shut as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Okay I know these last ones have been rather short but I promise for some extra-long ones later. Tomorrow is my last day at school so I will have plenty of time then to make them better. Please review!