-Holly
Liane and I marched out of the girl's room. "Guys! Let us in!" I yelled as I pounded on the boy's door. There was lot's of noise behind the door, "Ummm we're kind of busy right now. Can you go somewhere else?" I looked at Liane, "Hell no!" I yelled as I kicked the door in.
George was holding a box with the top off, Harry and Ron where on a bed, wearing matching Christmas themed pajamas, and Fred...well Fred had no shirt on. Which I didn't mind, don't get me wrong. Liane and I burst out laughing. It's not every day you see two fifteen year old boys in footie pajamas. I'm going to have fun holding this over them."Nice pajamas boys." I said with a smirk as Liane snickered next to me.
Ron and Harry blushed, a brighter red than Ron's hair. "What are you two doing here?" Fred asked, scurrying to find a shirt. "D, Books, and Mione are wrapping presents for tomorrow morning." I replied with a smile at the thought of sharing Christmas with my favorite people in the world.
"Get up! We've got to set up the Christmas tree, and I am sure as hell not doing it by myself!" The guys jumped to their feet, over the past couple of weeks, these kids have learned to fear Liane and myself, smart of them.
We raced up the stairs and started setting up the tree, "Where the bloody hell are the Christmas lights?" Ron shouted." Right here genius." Dylan said ,handing Ron a long string of small white lights. "Oh," Ron said, "I knew that" We laughed at him." Oh come off it." Ron yelled." Oh calm down Ron. We're just kidding." I said as I punched his shoulder lightly. He smiled sheepishly and whisper "sorry." " It's okay." all us Americans called out. The boys laughed.
"What's with the simultaneous 'sorry'?" Fred asked, "Habit?" We all said at the same time, again, we burst out laughing. "We have to say sorry a lot. We have a tendency to get a little carried away." Rose said. We laughed harder.
Finally, after lot's of time, and swearing, we finished the Christmas tree. I looked towards the fire place and saw a huge pile of wood. YES! FIRE TIME! "I call lighting the first fire!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Grabbing the lighter, I sprinted over to the fire place. Placing the logs just right, and putting two fire starters in, I lit the fire.
"OK! Who wants to sing Christmas songs!" Dylan shouted, grabbing her grandpa's guitar. All us American's screamed yes, but the Brit's had no clue what to do. "Get your slow asses into this living room, and celebrate Christmas the American way!" Liane shouted. Ahhhh, we're so nice to people!
-Dylan
"Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright..." I looked at my friends, singing along (or in Ron's case, mumbling nonsense and pretending to sing). This was perfect. Of course, we were missing a few friends from FAIR, but still. This was perfect.
We sat there for a long time, just laughing at our own stupidity, and enjoying each others company. After a long time, I raced to the fridge. I wanted to kiss the idiot who left Butterbeer here. "Guys! Look what I found!"
-Time Skip-
"Ok. We have to get these gooses to bed." Holly said to me. Pointing to Harry and Ron. Those two really can't hold their liquor! By their third Butterbeer they were stumbling around like it was their tenth! I laughed at how pathetic they are. "Fred, George! Help us get these two down the stairs and into bed!" I shouted to the two. They jumped to attention. "Anything for you love." George said as he picked up his little brother.
I couldn't help it, I blushed like a crazy person. Fred picked up Harry and threw him over his shoulder, with a wink at Holly he went down the stairs. I looked at Holly, "Was that I wink I saw?" She stared at my face "Is that blush I see?" I laughed "Touché" I said. We stared at each other, stroking our invisible goatee's.
"We're baaaack" Fred said in a sing song tune. "Miss me?" I couldn't help but notice that he looked directly at Holly when he said that. Huh. I don't even care any more! We decided that it would be a good idea to get some sleep before tomorrow.
-Time Skip-
"SMURF GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUT OF BED OR I'LL DROP ALL OF YOUR PRESENTS IN THE LAKE!" Holly shouted in my ear. I groaned "God, Cat! Your going to make me go deaf!" I got out of bed, threw my hair in a sloppy bun and marched up the stairs. "FINALLY!" some one shouted, I didn't know who, until I heard Mione shout "BE POLITE RONALD!" Aahhhh, classic Ron and Hermione, they would make such a cute couple!
We started opening presents, we were going to have quite the mess to pick up. I got The Script's newest CD from Holly, The Lord Of the Rings series from Rose, The Interview With a Vampier movie collection from Liane, a journal from Hermione, a half eaten chocolate box from Ron, Harry just gave me some money, and Fred got me an un eaten box of chocolate.
What surprised me the most was George's gift to all of us. Lockets. Inside everyones was a picture of the group, but inside mine, on the other side was the picture "Creeping Creevery" took of me and George under the willow tree. It was amazing. I loved it so much.
"George?" He looked up at me. "Can I go talk to you for a second?" He nodded, getting up from under the pile of wrapping paper on top of him. We walked over to the kitchen. "George, this locket is beautiful," I started. "So are you." He whispered, so quietly I wasn't even sure it's what he said.
Before I could say anything back, he leaned down and kissed me. Stopping immediately, he looked down and mumbled "sorry" under his breath. I looked at him in surprise. "George wait!" he turned around. I grabbed the front of his tee-shirt, pulling him down to my level, "Who needs mistletoe?" I mumbled, then kissed him.
He stood there shocked for a moment, then began to kiss me back. Then, all of a sudden, we were interrupted by a loud cheering. "IT'S ABOUT BLOODY TIME!" Some one shouted. I turned, I knew that voice. "Rose? What the hell?" I asked, George just laughed. we walked back over to the fireplace. George sat down in his original spot and pulled me down onto his lap. "Best Christmas ever." He whispered.
Where did Holly and Fred go?" someone(probably Liane) said. We searched and searched. Then finally I heard someone shout, "I FOUND THEM!" We ran to Harry, there, on the deck, was Holly and Fred, totally making out. Holly looked over at me, "What can I say? Great minds think alike."