"Oh thanks, man," Noticing who it was, Harry lunged in for a hug, effectively getting himself out of the crowd while he was at it. "What are you doing here? Ron didn't owl!" Harry could ring his best mates neck, it was rare all the Weasleys were in one place.
"You came up for Christmas?" Harry had spent the holiday quietly with his parents. He'd gotten a small package of Parisian macaroons from Jean and his daughter, Abelle, but mostly he'd spent the day talking Quidditch with his Dad and magic with his Mum. There was nothing like a Weasley Christmas though - all flash and bang and Twins hilarity.
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