It's Christmas morning and I get up and put on my jumper from last Christmas and go downstairs to see Molly and Arthur finishing up their coffee before the kids come down. I sit at the table with them and enjoy a cup of coffee before we all 3 hear the footsteps coming downstairs. Next we hear a chorus of "Happy Christmas"s and we all gather around the tree to open presents. Everyone decides they want me to go first so I open my presents:
A jumper and other clothes from Molly, Arthur, Ginny, and Ron
A healing spells book from Charlie
A mini pyramid from Bill
An assortment of candies and pranking gadgets from the twins
A new yellow and black bracelet from Percy
New quidditch goggles from Oliver
I get to my last present and it seems a little big. I open it up and I see a photo album. I open it up and see photos of my mum from her days at Hogwarts, photos of my mum and me when I was born, photos of me growing up, photos of me and the boys, and then I see a whole section just with pictures of Aunt Liza, Uncle Tim and I. I start tearing up until I read what's on the next page.
My dear sweet Mirabella,
If you're reading this then I must be gone. I hope your father doesn't lose this like he does his mind sometimes. I love you more than life itself and I know you will do so many amazing things. I am always and always will be proud of you. I'm so sorry I couldn't watch you grow into the beautiful young lady I know you will be. Please don't ever forget me and I hope to see you again someday.
Love,
Mumma
I start sobbing at that point and the Weasleys envelope me into a huge hug until I finally calm down. When they release me I thank them all and the rest of the kids get to opening their presents. After we open all our presents we have breakfast and just enjoy time together on Christmas. We just spend the entire day lounging around and enjoying a break from everything. Later that night when we all go to bed I decided to stay up and look through my photo album. Which is when I realize something: There isn't a single photo of my dad in this entire album.
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Mischief Managed
FanfictionMirabella didn't remember much about her parents. All she knew was she loved magic and she had big dreams for herself.
