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You were suddenly awakened by Ginny's soft morning voice, "Y/n...pst! Wake up. Mum already has breakfast on the table, come down before the boys."
You have been staying at the Burrow with the Weasleys for the Christmas vacation of your sixth year, being best friends with Ginny has its pros.
Turning to your left side to face her door, you saw her freckled face right in front of yours. Her scarlet hair fallen carelessly over her cheeks. Her aqua eyes examining your own e/c ones.
You smiled and sat up, stretching your arms, "Ginny, why couldn't you let me sleep a little longer," your whining voice made her giggle.
"Because today we're going Christmas shopping! It's already 9 am and the shops start opening soon."
Ginny then stood up from where she knelt beside your bed, "I'll meet you downstairs, pick something warm to wear, Fred forgot to set fire to the furnace so it's cold downstairs."
Ginny then walked out of the bedroom she shared with you for the break. She closed the door as you hung your legs over the edge of the bed.
Lazily, you walked to your trunk at the foot of the bed frame, picking out a long sleeve, cotton-black shirt, along with a pair of white ankle socks, with your favourite grey sweat pants that your muggle mother got you.
After getting dressed you quickly flicked out your blanket, making it fall- covering your whole mattress, and walked out of the room. Hopping down the creaking steps you could hear Molly huffing over the absence of heat.
"Oh! Well, morning Y/n, how was your sleep my dear," Molly came up to you, putting her hands softly on either one of your cheeks, giving you caring kisses on each of your temples.
You smiled, "Good-morning Mrs. Weasley, my sleep was the most sleep I have gotten since the school year started."
Molly then said, "Oh please Y/n dear, call me Molly, it keeps me young."
You nodded while smiling to yourself over the sweet plump woman and sat down at the breakfast table beside Ron, who was already feasting into Molly's famous bacon and eggs.
You took a sip of your cranberry juice and smacked your lips, "When will we be heading to Diagon Alley?" You asked.
Molly sat down at the end of the table, "When Father comes back from the Ministry, he has the floo powder."
Molly then passed a plate of biscuits to Ginny who was sitting across from you.
"I still think it is unfair that the Ministry is still getting Father to work during the holidays!" George scoffed as he stepped on the last set of stairs.
Fred following down behind him, "Yeah, dad deserves time off, we've been wanting to ask about some of our latest products for the shop."
Fred and George then sat beside Ginny still going on about their shop and why they can't keep their shop open when Mr. Weasley shouldn't work.
You picked up a butter knife and reached over to the biscuits, cutting it in half and spreading cinnamon spread over it, Molly created it by adding sugar, butter, and of course, cinnamon. You loved it so much that whenever you would visit she would have made 6 batches beforehand.
"Mother, would it be okay if Y/n and I went alone together, we want to get presents for you guys and we want it to be a surprise," Ginny begged her mother.
"Of course, I'll quickly get you some Galleons for Y/n dear-"
"No please Molly, I have my own," You assured her, Molly's kindness made your heart melt. She was like your mother away from home.
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When the Weasleys' and yourself finished your breakfast, you were helping Molly with clearing the table when you heard the front door open and close.
Arthur came into the kitchen, "Hello Weasleys'! How was your morning? Ah, Y/n darling when did you get here?"
"I just got here last night, how are you this fine morning Mr. Weasley," You greeted him.
He smiled softly to your words, "Y/n, no need to be formal, you will forever be welcome into our home, please, call me Arthur,"
You felt so happy to be with the Weasleys this winter, both parents letting you call them by their first names? They must really appreciate you. Arthur then went to go greet his wife who was spelling the dishes clean, when Ginny came up behind you.
"Y/n, we should get ready to go to Diagon Alley." Ginny said while she already had her hat and scarf on, "Oh yes, are we leaving right away?"
"Yes silly, now go get your coat."
Obeying Ginny, you walked back up the stairs, grabbing a black vest, your Y/h/c scarf, and a robe. Galloping down the stairs you got dressed, fully dressed when you reached the last step.
Gin was already standing at the fireplace, holding a bag of floo powder, "I'll go first," Ginny said.
She then took a scoop of powder in her hand and handed you the bag. Ginny loved to go first with everything, she was affectionate and bold. You liked that about her, even better you met her while being head to head in a quidditch match 4th year.
Ginny stepping into the fireplace and called out her destination. It was now your turn and you did the same.
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After a successful shopping trip, you got Arthur a gold pocket watch, Molly an apron with daisy patterns across it, along with a lavender perfume, Fred and George matching chains with a small tag with their initials, Ron, a jersey of his favourite quidditch team- Chudley Cannons-, and secretly behind Ginny's back, you got her a silver locket with a pair of peridot earrings.
You just finished wrapping the gifts, then sliding them under your bed, as Ron knocked on the bedroom door and opened it.
"Y/n, hey, Fred and George wanted me to give you a letter, It might be a trick but whatever," Ron informed.
You then stood up walking towards him peeking at the door, grabbing the letter.
Ron shyly let out a smile at the sudden contact of your fingers touching. You internally smiled to yourself and took the letter trying not to break eye contact, when Arthur burst in.
"Oh hello Ron," Arthur said, "Y/n, I've actually had some questions regarding this 'Intranet',"
"Oh, you mean 'Internet?" You bit the inside of your cheek trying to hold back a smile that had already been wiped across your mouth.
"Yes that's what I meant, it's for a presentation I'm having tomorrow in America."
Ron stood there awkwardly in-between his father and you.
"You have to go to America tomorrow?" You asked.
"Yes I'm actually going to travel by train, I'll be bringing Mother with me." Arthur said, "Well when you don't mind having a conversation to answer some questions, come down and let me know, I'll be in the den."
Arthur then left the room, leaving you and Ron alone once again. You took a deep breath of the wood scent of the Burrow. Ron standing near the door entry, his hands in his pockets and his eyes fluttering.
You broke the silence, "What do you think Fred and George are planning this time?"
You questioned Ron, he shrugged, "All I know is that I wasn't allowed to read it, whatever it is, it's kind of suspicious." You giggled with Ron.
Ron and your giggles died down as his blue eyes began piercing into your e/c eyes. You never noticed how to vibrant they were, his freckles framed his face, he smiled which caught you off guard.
"What?" You chuckled.
"You got the tape in your hair," He laughed, walking up to you, ripping out a piece of tape from your h/c locks, dropping the tape to the ground.
How close he was made your core flutter. After he took the tape out, he tucked your hair behind your ear, not breaking eye contact. You couldn't help but fiddle with the note the twins have given you, what could it possibly be about?
You set down the note on your nightstand and then turned back to face Ron. He was pretty, a beautiful boy if you will. Something about him gave off so much innocence.
"Fred, George, Ron, Y/n, bring all the presents down, we're going to open them before mother and father leave tonight." Ginny's voice echoed from the main floor, startling you and Ron.
"Let's go," You said turning from Ron, bending over grabbing your presents you hidden, and turning back, causing your cheeks to turn red.
Ron was about to leave but he was starring at you bending over. When you made eye contact with him, he cleared his throat, "Well come on now slowpoke," acting as if nothing happened.
You raised an eyebrow, and walked towards the door following Ron down the stairs, "Wait, what about your presents?"
You quizzed Ron, nudging him with your elbow as you reached the living room. "Look under the tree you lunatic, they're already there."
Ron defended himself, pointing at the Christmas tree already set up in the furthest corner of the room.
You rolled your eyes at the name he called you.
"Obviously I didn't know they were already there," you barked at Ron, sitting down beside Ginny on the couch, who was waiting for the rest of the family to come down. You then placed the gifts at your feet.
Fred and George then bounced down the stairs skipping the last step and made their way into the living room.
"Happy Christmas!" They announced to the audience in the living room, sliding gift bags under the tree.
"Happy Christmas," you all said back in unison.
The twins then sat on the floor, as they began reading out the names for the presents and handing them out, you made eye contact with George, who was sitting on the floor in front of you, earning a wink from him as he kept handing out presents.
George then read out your name in an opera tone, "Y/n~" George sang as he pretended to bow to you holding a gift box in his palm, gesturing you to take it.
You chuckled, and gracefully took the box out of his palm, and opening it, the contents of the box held a silver dragon necklace, it glittered in reaction from the lights of the Christmas tree, you stared at it in awe.
You looked up, seeing that Fred and George were now looking at you, with soft angelic smiles, their soil-coloured eyes connecting with your e/c eyes.
"Thank you so much, boys," You said gratefully. Closing the box you kept in on your lap as they started continuing to hand out presents to everyone else.
"We knew you'd like it," Fred said, "Ever since Hagrid showed you his pet dragon you wouldn't stop talking about them,".
George chimed in, "Yeah, we knew how much you fancied them," You smiled at the thought that they remembered you liked dragons since 3rd year.
Ginny had just received your gift, she started opening it slowly and soon her cheeks turned pink.
Ginny's arms flew around your shoulders as she kept chanting, "Thank you so much!" You smiled into her neck as your arms were wrapped around her chest.
She pulled away and put on the locket, and looked at another gift you got her, the peridot earrings, she then began to squeal.
"Y/n how can I thank you!, They're even my birthstone as well." She smiled gratefully at you.
You smiled at Ginny, getting peridot earrings was unintentional, you didn't even know Ginny's birthstone, even more guilty, didn't even know her birthday.
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You called after Molly and Arthur, waving goodbye, as they walked further into the field, then apparated into thin air. They were now gone for the week, and you guys now had the house to yourselves.
Arthur had given you a warm smile, he was very grateful that you gave him answers to the muggle world for his upcoming presentation. Turning back into the Burrow, you closed the door, walking into the den, you started to pick up wrapping paper off the floor.
Molly and Arthur took this trip as a getaway trip, after Arthur has his meeting, they will stay in America for the rest of the week. You wanted to make sure everything went smoothly at the Burrow, as most of the Weasley children are troublemakers.
Interrupted you heard the stairs creak, turning your head as you were bent over, you caught Fred and George nudging each other while staring at your behind.
"Oh fuck sakes," You shouted at them, while you took your slipper off throwing it at them, -missing by a long shot-, as they ran up the stairs, shoving each other while doing so.
After cleaning the living room you walked to Ginny's bedroom, Ginny was laying on her stomach on her bed, reading a quibbler.
You walked over to your bed for the winter, and opened your trunk- taking out a set of clothes to get ready for bed, when Ginny announced, "Y/n, guess what I got while at Diagon Alley."
You just shrugged as you put on a pair of black plaid pants, with a white tank top, you guys have friends for a while so changing in front of her didn't faze you.
"I got Beetle Berry whiskey, and veritaserum, I was thinking, since Mum and Dad are gone, we should have a little game of truth or dare, I even invited over Hermione and Harry to join us." Ginny squealed in excitement.
Of course Ginny would do that, then you heard noises downstairs and a voice calls up the staircase.
"Ginny we're here!" Hermione yelled up the staircase.
Ginny then looked at you smiling, bouncing her eyebrows.
"Ginny!" you hissed at her, "What if we get in trouble? Even worse, how the fuck did you get alcohol when your only 15!"
"We won't not unless we clear the evidence, plus I already asked permission for Harry and Hermione to come and stay with us so we will be fine, I used a fake ID." You just shook your head at Ginny.
She reached under her bed, pulling up a paper bag, Ginny stood up, "Go get the twins and meet downstairs, I'll get the glasses out." Ginny smirked as she went downstairs.
You laughed and went upstairs, seeing Ron's room was already empty, which probably meant he was downstairs, so you went up the next flight of stairs. Now on the top floor, you came across the twins' bedroom. You knocked on the twins' door, for Fred to swing it only seconds later.
"Hey L/n, what's up love," Fred's voice croaked as he opened the door all the way, revealing the rest of the room.
Fred and George would always call you names, cute or not. But love was one of your favourites. George was sitting at their desk at the furthest wall, fiddling with potions.
"Ginny wanted me to come to get you guys, we're planning on playing a game," you said looking up at the tall read head.
Fred furrowed his brows, and nodded his head, "George come on let's head down to the den," Fred called to his twin.
George then got up, "Okay coming Freddie."
With the sound of the wooden chair squeaking on the floor, the tall redhead began turning off the desk lamp and followed behind Fred, who closed the door. The twins then followed you downstairs.
Hearing giggles and mutters, you thought to yourself, why are they laughing? Then remembering you're wearing the littlest piece of clothing as a pyjama top, you can't blame yourself, of course, for all you know, you thought you were going to bed.
Now reaching the Den, you hollered, "Sup people,", but only to confuse everyone by the muggle slang except Harry, who then replied in the same tone.
"Sup Y/n." This is a connection you have with Harry. You were both half-breeds which gave you and Harry advantages with muggle slang.
After a laughing period of you and Harry high-fiving each other, Harry sat back down with Hermione and Ginny, who were already sitting around a coffee table in the den, you followed suit.
"Hello 'Mione, how have you been my girl." You asked.
Hermione looked at you, a sweet smile appearing on her face from the nickname. You would always call Hermione that as if she was like a younger sister to you. Just the words "My girl" cheered her up.
Hermione spoke, "I am doing wonderful Y/n, I see you still have ginger leeches still on you."
She pointed with her head at both of the twins on either side of you. The twins scoffed as if they haven't even done that intentionally, but clearly they did. Fred and George gave glances at each other.
"What about you Her-My-Knee? I see you have a 'chosen one' still asking for test answers." Fred teased.
Harry then scoffed playfully, "So...it's not like you got any good marks, even with someone's help."
George laughed, "Don't be such a party pooper, yenno he was just joking."
Harry just chuckled to himself, hiding his pain through his giggles. Fred and George knew that Hermione and Harry didn't like each other like that, they kind just wanted to get a reaction out of Ginny, who completely ignored the situation.
Ginny began to speak, "Whose up for Truth or Dare?" Ginny's arms are now in the air, waving two bottles around.
Mischief Managed -Arianna