FIFTEEN

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Christmas morning at the Weasley's came hand in hand with mountains of present wrappings and ribbons. Another few inches of snow coated the ground overnight, and now the windowpanes of the Burrow were frosty and frozen over. Magnolia had woken up in the tiny twin-size bed to the sound of excited voices.

She slipped on a cardigan over her sweater, the chill of winter was more prominent upstairs, away from the fire. Magnolia then headed down the stairs to find Sirius, Bill, and Charlie.

"Happy Christmas, love!" he called out as he attempted to guard the Christmas tree. It held twinkling candle lights that Arthur had enchanted to change colors and even sing on command. She was relieved they weren't singing now.

The bustling noise of pans alerted Magnolia to the fact Molly was in the kitchen, attempting to start breakfast.

"Boys! No presents yet!"

"Oh come on Mols, we can wait for breakfast. Let's open presents!" argued Magnolia. She had snuck her gifts downstairs last night once everyone had went to sleep.

Molly huffed before nodding in agreement. "Alright then...ARTHUR!"

"Can we open one now Mum?" begged Bill.

"Please Mum?"

Molly smiled as her boys tore into the gifts under the tree, which included an assortment of toys and to their disappointment, knitted clothing.

"Sirius, those ones there are for you," her sister spoke up, pointing to the corner.

"Blimey, Molly, you didn't have to give me anything," he murmured, thanking her as he tore open the packaging to hold up a navy sweater with a silver 'S' on the front.

At that moment, Arthur and little Percy arrived, both wearing knit sweaters. Percy's eyes were wide as he watched the scene before him.

Magnolia beamed, reaching down to pick up her sister's gift. "Here you are,"

It was a set of self-stirring spoons and whisks, as well as a vanilla-scented perfume.

"Goodness, it's almost like you know how burnt out I am," chuckled Molly.

As for Arthur, Magnolia had picked him up a Muggle radio. She glanced over at Sirius to see him decked out in his new knit-sweater.

"There's one for you too, y'know,"

Magnolia opened the packaging to see a gold sweater with a brown letter 'M' on the front. It was as Hufflepuff as she could get. A second package contained a new knit beanie, and a third a knitted scarf, all with varying warm hues of colors. "You shouldn't have, thank you Mols,"

Molly smiled at her sister as the boys played with their new toys and Percy crawled about messing with all the ribbons and parcel wrappings.

Only a few presents remained, including what Magnolia had purchased Sirius. It was an enchanted miniature motorcycle, to remind him of the one he so often told her about. As he opened it, the motorcycle's engine buzzed and took off around the room. He laughed, barely able to catch it.

Percy began to cry at the sudden noise, causing Molly and Arthur to leave the room. Meanwhile, Bill and Charlie ran about the house with their new frisbees.

"Here," Sirius murmured, handing a smaller package to Magnolia. She unraveled it to find a box, which inside, sat a silver necklace with a dainty charm in the shape of a soft white flower.

"Oh Sirius, you shouldn't have. It's beautiful,"

"It's a Magnolia," he summarized as she picked it up out of the packaging. He angled himself behind her, moving her fiery red locks to the side so that he could clasp the necklace around her neck.

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