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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
"May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
Harry Potter was writing Christmas cards for his family. He, Ginny, Teddy, James, Albus, and Lily had posed for the Christmas card with the ugliest Christmas sweaters they could find because it was a family tradition. If Harry was anything, he was desperate to give his kids a better childhood than he had, the best he could. Hence the dumb Christmas sweaters. The kids had the classic teenage angst on their faces… even if they weren't teenagers.
Harry couldn't help but smile, and Albus who was walking by realized they wouldn't be free from the tradition for a very long time. He groaned in his head.