User:	confusion_fall (posted by mollywobble)
Date:	2009-12-21 16:37
Subject:	A very Weasley Christmas. 5pm. Christmas eve.
Security:	Public

Molly had hardly slept in the last week, but she felt wonderful. Between babysitting Gina and Jenny so mommies could Shop for presents, baking enough cookies, cakes, and pies to feed a battalion, knitting sweaters and scarves for a more extended family than usual, and decorating the house, she had been busy around the clock. It didn't bother her one bit. In fact, it had given her a break from the war, especialy the Lestrange problem. For one whole week, Molly's life had resembled what it had been years before, only this time with grandbabies. As she put the bow on the last gift and placed it under the tree, she sighed contentedly. Dinner was an hour off, and everyone was set to trickle in throughout the evening.

User: potterbynature Date: 2010-01-02 16:19 (UTC) Subject: (no subject)

Hermione's card was rather basic. He made a mental note to owl her a card before he went to bed. He had some extras in his flat. When Fred and Hannah arrived, he gave them both a polite nod and shook Fred's hand.

Vacating the area to let Tonks and Molly chat with the new arrivals, Harry found an open seat on the couch next to Mills. It wasn't the only open seat in the room, but he sat there anyway. "Happy Christmas, Mills, you too Ron. Staking out a defensive position, I see."