As usual, Ron was the first up on the 25th of December that year, charging into my bedroom and pulling off my covers.
"Ginny! It's Christmas!"
I groaned "The one morning of the year that you actually get up would be the one that you chose to spend back at home. Go away."
"Come on, Gin!" He moaned, shaking my shoulders furiously.
"Hermione, control your boyfriend."
I heard a nervous giggle from the doorway "Come on Ron..."
"I'm not leaving without her, it's tradition!"
I heard Hermione laugh "Come on, Ginny..."
"Don't start on me." I snarled, sitting up and wiping hair out of my eyes.
Fred and George came bounding into the room, both looking far too excited for a pair of twenty year olds.
"Morning guys, Charlie's just waking up the happy couple." Fred grinned, rubbing his hands together.
"Who's that, then?" Ron asked, bemused.
"Billy and Fleur of course. Although, from the noise they were making last night, they're probably knackered." George grinned.
"Like me then. What time is it?" I asked rubbing my eyes sleepily.
"Half past four." Said George, sitting himself beside me "Come on, wakey wakey."
"It's half past frigging four! Give me one more hour?" I begged, leaning on his shoulder. He smelt of memories and childhood. I sighed happily and closed my eyes before my window was flung open, hitting me on the head.
"Morning!" Came Harry's voice, tired but excited.
"Morning, how was Emily?" Ron asked loudly.
"I broke up with her."
Oh, cool, are you coming over?"
"My bedroom isn't platform nine and three quarters you know!" I said, lifting up my head.
Harry grinned "Oh, I forgot."
"Shut up and go away." I said, collapsing once again on my bed, my face in my pillow.
"Ooh, time of the month is it?" He whispered loudly.
I stuck up my middle finger in his direction "Are you coming in or not?" I snapped.
He paused for a second "Yeah, let me just go and get my parents."
"What about Sirius?" Fred asked, grinning.
"Oh yeah." Harry laughed "I forgot about him."
"Move!" I screamed, pushing him off the window sill and onto his bed.
He laughed "I'll be one minute."
He disappeared and Charlie and Leo emerged through my bedroom door a minute later.
"No joy, they won't move, but Mum and Dad are downstairs waiting." Charlie sighed, while Leo leant against the wall, his hair tousled.
"Charlie, you're twenty four years old." I sighed, climbing out of bed and putting on the dressing gown Harry had given me ages ago without fully realising what I was doing.
"So?" He grinned, messing up my hair even more as Harry appeared at the window again with Sirius, who looked more excited than even Ron.
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS KIDS!" He screamed, clapping his hands.
"I give up." I muttered, as he clambered through my bedroom window followed by Harry.
"Could you not use the door?" I asked, as he walked a load of snow into my carpet.
"The window's more fun." He shouted as he strode across the room and out of the door.
The rest of my family, Leo and Hermione walked out after him, and I began to feel slightly better. That was until I realised who I was left in the room with.
Harry closed the door and stood in front of it, smiling "You look pretty today."
"Move."
"Seriously? Who did your hair? You just look ravishing."
"Right, seriously, one, two, three-"
He grabbed me and pushed me against the wall, his hands either side of my head "What exactly are you going to do, Weasley?"
I rolled my eyes "I'm sorry, I didn't know we were on speaking terms."
Harry smiled "Well, I have to do my best. I've missed you, you know."
"You've had Emily." I said harshly, looking into his eyes.
"Emily isn't you." He said softly, before opening the wooden door and indicating that I should leave.
I rolled my eyes as we walked down the corridor "Do you have to be so dramatic?"
He shrugged "Of course, I do. It's in my genes. Nice dressing gown by the way."
"Thanks."
We walked into the front room that was filled with mountains of presents for both families. James and Lily were curled up in a red armchair with Sirius leaning against their legs while the settee was being taken up by Fred, George, Ron and Hermione. Charlie was sat on another armchair and Leo was leaning against the arm of it, a sleepy look on his face. Mum and Dad were sat on the two-man sofa and so I headed for the last empty armchair. Harry went to position himself on the arm of the sofa next to a tired-looking Hermione. Percy came down fifteen minutes later and sat on the arm of my chair.
We ripped open our presents, I received new Parchment, Ink and Quills from Ron and Hermione, a selection of their finest goods from Fred and George, a bottle of Firewhisky from Sirius, a NEWT revision timetable from Percy, a box of Chocolate Frogs from Charlie, a bludger charm for my Quidditch charm bracelet from Bill and Fleur, a necklace with a musical note on it from Leo, a broomstick repair kit from James and Lily and a purple PygmyPuff from my Mum and Dad, who I named Arnold.
I hugged everyone in turn, apart from Bill and Fleur who were still sleeping. They only got up when we were all sat around the table at half seven and my Mum was serving bacon and eggs.
"Morning." grinned Bill, pulling out a chair for Fleur. "Sorry we slept in, Fleur was tired."
Fred laughed "Not surprising really, after all the work you were putting her through last night."
George grinned "I know, can't you keep it to your own home?"
"Must be the hormones." They said together.
Bill rolled his eyes as Fleur turned a brilliant shade of scarlet.
"Shut up and eat your breakfast."
"Is that what you say to Fleur?" Sirius quipped, dodging the piece of toast that had just come hurtling towards him.
"Now now, William, we don't throw food, do we?" Charlie said patronisingly.
Percy sighed "Honestly, is this really an appropriate conversation to be having at breakfast?"
Mum shook her head "No, it is not. You should all take a leaf out of Percy's book. Especially you, Sirius."
Sirius looked horrified at the very thought of that, but he kept quiet until he'd eaten.
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We spent the day having snowball fights and skidding around on the glass-covered pond. Dinner was as amazing as ever, making us all feel as if we'd put on about ten stone.
Afterwards, we helped clear up and then curled up in the front room. I sat next to Leo and fell asleep on his shoulder after being so full. I woke up to find the room near enough empty and Harry staring pointedly in the other direction.
"What time is it?" I yawned, stretching.
"Half past nine." Leo smiled, indicating towards the clock.
"Oh yeah..." I mumbled, noticing Conroy curled up on my knee.
Picking him up, I made my way over to the fridge and poured some Pumpkin juice.
"Where is everyone?" I said, realising that the only people in the double room were us three and Ron and Hermione.
"Over at Harry's, having a chess marathon. We thought we'd stay here, it's quieter. Bill and Fleur have gone to bed." Hermione told me, yawning.
"So why are you here?" I asked Harry, sitting on the work top and yawning again.
"I don't know." He snapped, standing up a storming out into the snow.
"Bloody hell, I only asked." I muttered, moving to go after him.
Leo, however, had other ideas. He stood up and stopped me "Don't, I'll go."
"You don't know him," I said, worried he'd end up with a broken nose.
"Maybe not, but trust me, I know what he's thinking." He reassured me, touching my arm and heading outside.
I shook my head "Boys." I muttered.
Hermione laughed "I know exactly what you mean."
Ron kicked her.
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