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Harry Potter stared opposite him at the two people he had befriended in his first year of Hogwarts.
Ron tore into packets of Chocolate Frogs while Hermione frowned at the gifts she had gotten. They were far from perfect, true. But they were the friendliest people he had met. Hermione could be too bossy at times and Ron had no filter. They might not be friends with each other – not yet - but they were friends with him.
Watching them, Harry felt hope blossom in his chest, along with a sense of happiness.
He had a family this Christmas. Finally.