a/n: Last chapter everyone! Sorry that it took so long! I just want to say thank you to my reviewers. All three of them! I'm thinking of writing a whole series about Harry Potter holidays. Let me know if you think I should. Imagine Easter with the Potters. Please vote in my poll on my profile because it will help me decide a new story. Thank you! (By the way…I still don't own Harry Potter and all the characters. They are the wonderful creations of J.K. Rowling)
The smell of overcooked turkey still lingered in the air on Christmas morning. (a/n: Me again! I know the order is messed up. Sorry) Harry awoke to what seemed like the sound of six elephants carrying ex-Professor Slughorn on their back. His darling wife Ginny was already performing a headache spell which was suddenly the most uttered spell in the Potter household. Racing down the steps were the children, James, Albus, Lily, Rose and Hugo. Following them oh-so-gracefully were the objects of Ginny's nightmare last night…Fred, George and Sirius. Their screams of delight echoed through the house. Angelina and Alicia watched with a smirk on their faces before the joined Ginny in her effort to make a proper cup of coffee without accidentally adding something the twins had been experimenting on for their joke shop. Their efforts to discover something hilarious resulted in them being hexed at three o'clock in the morning by a less than amused Ginny. She had perfected a new curse during their stay. Yet, they still continued down the stairs unaware of the threat that lurked below, waiting to pounce on them for the smallest sound of a talking ornament. (After much…persuading, Fred, George and Sirius reversed the charm that had caused little Lily to go delirious.) Present opening was about to begin.
Three hours later, the crinkling of wrapping paper still resounded whenever someone so much as dared to move a finger. Little bows littered the room. The only one that still had managed to stick to someone was the one Sirius had enchanted. As Harry had tried to open his gift from Sirius, the bow had slowly knotted itself around Harry's finger so a huge present (coincidently, Sirius had given him the biggest one) was stuck to Harry until he finally summoned a pair of scissors. Explosions sounded throughout the whole house as Fred and George's latest products were tested out. Ron normally turned out to be the guinea pig. It wasn't unusual that he randomly burst out in feathers because a devious little nephew of his had sneaked a canary cream in to one of his various sweets. Ginny was chatting animatedly with Angelina about the pros and cons of being a professional quidditch while raising three kids. A new broom was next to her with the card still attached. Hermione and Alicia were talking about the new and improved Daily Prophet. Mrs. Weasley was preparing tea in the kitchen using a new recipe in her new, autographed copy of 4 o'clock Tea by Anna Crumpet. As she added the ingredients in to the pot, she thought something smelled funny. She had followed the recipe…BOOM! The pot exploded in her face. Ironically, Fred had given her the cook book. "FRED WEASLEY! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW SO I CAN SLAP THAT HUMOR OFF YOUR FACE!" Everything and everyone was normal and fine in the Potter house. Except for Fred when Mrs. Weasley finished with him.
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