Harry, Ginny, Neville and Hermione walked of the train,

"where do you think you're going?" Asked Damian, grabbing the back of Harry's jacket,

"none of your business, get off me." He hissed,

"Why should I?" Damian asked, sneering, Harry kicked him hard on the shins, Damian let out a yowl of pain, dropping Harry, who wiped invisible flecks of dust off his clothing,

"I'm gonna tell dad!" Damian yelled after his brother's retreating form.

"You do that." Harry called over his shoulder, his fists clenched. As he caught up to his friends all of his tension eased,

"This is gonna be the best Christmas ever!" Yelled Ginny, "hi mum!" She chirped, Mrs Weasley smiled,

"Ginny!" Mrs Weasley shrieked, engulfing her daughter in a bone crushing hug, "Harry!" She cried, hugging the bewildered boy also, "and you must be Neville and Hermione, Ginny's told me so much about you..."

"Nice to meet you Mrs Weasley." Smiled Hermione, Neville nodded beside her,

"Mum!" yelled a familiar, irratating voice,

"Ronnie!" Mrs Weasley smiled, hugging her youngest son,

"Mu-um Gerroff me" he mumbled, cheeks flaming, as he turned he caught sight of Harry, Neville and Hermione, "what are you guys doing here?" He scowled, Mrs Weasley seemed oblivious to the hostility between Ginny's friends and Ron,

"Ginny wanted to invite some friends round, Ronald." She said, smiling, Ron scowled,

"We're spending Christmas with you Ronnie, isn't that exciting?" Harry asked with a wide smile, Ron flushed to the roots of his hair, a disturbing picture.

Ginny clambered from her bed, glancing at her alarm clock, it was 6, smiling she padded over to the camp bed located in the corner of her room, with leap, she landed on the unsuspecting Hermione.

"Wake up, it's Christmas!" She bellowed into her friends ear, with a yelp, Hermione sat bolt upright, knocking Ginny off the bed.

"Where's the fire?" Harry cried, rolling in, fingers raised to form a gun shape, he was still in his pijamas, and was followed by a tired looking Neville, who was, for some reason, soaking wet. Neville was followed by Ron, who's mouth had been spellotaped shut.

"what happened to you guys?" Asked Ginny, picking herself up, both boys glared at Harry, who pointed his finger gun at them and said,

"you saw nothing." In a very menacing voice. Neville grimaced,

"Harry gets hyper on Christmas," he said,

"I do not!" Harry cried,

"he spellotaped Ron's mouth shut." Neville continued,

"he snored" Harry said indignantly

"and he tipped a bucket of water on me." Neville said with a scowl,

"You wouldn't wake up!" Harry justified. "Anyway, It's Christmas!" He leapt to his feet and twirled Neville round in a circle,

"Harry!" yelped Neville, "Get off you Nutter!" Ginny burst into laughter and toppled on an un-suspecting Hermione. Ron surveyed them all with wide eyes and began to back away.

"Tape gun!" Yelled Harry, sliding forwards and spellotaping Ron's legs together, the boy let out a muffled yelp, before topping to the ground. Ginny pulled out a permanent marker,

"Let the fun begin..." She said with a smirk.

TBC

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