Christmas

Eventually, Professor McGonagal came around the Griffindor table with a list of who was staying for winter break.

When I saw George sign up, I did too, because I would be bored without him around, plus, his parents were in Romania.

All the Griffindors were in the common room at once, and surprisingly, it wasn't crowded.

I was just writing the last inch of my potions essay, when Fred, George, and Lee came to bother me.

"Cora, we're going to have a snowball fight. Wanna be on my team?" George asked.

"Let me finish this inch of my essay." I replied,  staying focused.

"When's it due?"

"Two days from now."

"Then you have time to finish it later. Come on."

"Two sentences, and I'll be done. Just give me a moment." He broke my concentration, so I had to think for a minute.

"Don't make me carry you."

"I ain't makin you do nothin. I'm almost done."

Instead of letting me finish my essay, he picked me up around the waist, and everyone was watching and laughing.

"George! Put me down!" I exclaimed.

"No. You're tuning into Hermione, doing homework all the time. You're going to be on my team for a snowball fight right now." George replied stubbornly.

"Ok, fine. I'll be in the snowball fight if you put me down." I pleaded, while laughing.

"Good." he replied.

When he put me down, I crossed my arms indignantly.

"Don't do that again." I said.

"As long as you don't turn into Hermione I won't." he replied smiling.

We got outside,  and the snowball fight began.

George and I quickly won, because we pelted Fred and Lee soooo much they surrendered. We then made our way to the Great Hall for dinner. Thankfully, there was hot chocolate.

Suddenly, Professor Quirrel burst through the doors.

"Troll! Troll in the dungeons! Thought you'd want to know." he yelled before passing out.

Panic immediately broke out. Fred, George, Lee, and I wanted to see the troll.

"Everyone to their dormitories! Follow the prefects!" Dumbledore yelled.

Once we got to the common room, we sat around talking. Once Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Professor McGonagal came in, the food was brought to the common room.

"Let's have a contest!" suggested Lee.

Everyone cheered and agreed.

"What two people will see who can eat the most?" asked Fred, above all the noise.

There were several different names yelled out, but the ones heard the most were mine and George's.

"Ready... Set... Go!" yelled Fred.

For an hour, George and I sat there eating all we could. Finally, he admitted defeat.

"I feel like I'm going to be sick now. She wins." he groaned.

I just kept eating, because I wasn't full yet.

"Where the heck does she put it? She can't weigh more than 120 lbs." Lee exclaimed.

"You're wrong Lee. I weigh 110." I said, then went back to eating. It was good food. Don't judge me.

The next day, everyone who wasn't staying, left on the train.

George finally let me finish my two sentences, then we went for a walk by the lake.

"You expecting anything from your parents this year?" he asked

"Nope. They never get me anything anyway. Why would they start now?" I replied.

"Wow, they really do hate you, don't they?"

"Like I care. They tried to convince me that money is the most important thing, but I have proved them wrong by becoming friends with you guys. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be the same."

"Good point."

We walked in silence for a while, and then headed back to the castle.

The next morning, we all got to the common room to find our presents there.

First, I unwrapped something from Draco. He got me a bracelet. It was gold with rubies in it.

Second was a present from Harry, Ron, and Hermione. It was a moving picture of the quidditch team. I watched as the picture of me shoved the picture of George, whowent tumbling out of sight, and I just burst out laughing. George asked what was so funny, so I showed him.

Then I opened a package that was from Mrs. Weasley. It had a red sweater in it, and a box of homemade fudge.

"She made you a Weasley sweater too! Put it on so we all match!" George exclaimed, pulling on his own sweater. I noticed that Ron, Percy, Harry, and Fred each had one as well. All of them had W's on the back in red and gold.

I only had one present left, and it was from George. I opened it, just to find a necklace. It was gold, and it matched the bracelet Draco gave me, which I was already wearing. I attempted to put it on myself, but failed.

"Here, let me help." George said quietly. I handed the necklace to him, and he fastened it.

"Who was the bracelet from Cora?" asked Hermione.

"Draco." I replied.

"And the necklace?" asked Fred.

"George." I smiled.

We all went downstairs to the feast, and Draco was sitting in my normal spot, so I sat beside him. George sat by me.

For the rest of the day, we just had snowball fights and ate lots. Fred was trying to figure out where I put all the food, but Draco assured everyone that he'd been wondering that for years.

For once, Christmas was actually fun.