82- Christmas

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Y/n had spent Christmas morning at headquarters with the Weasley's since Arthur had gotten attacked. "Y/n, why don't you invite Adrian over later for dinner?" said Mrs. L/n. Fred and George turned to look at her. "I'm sure Lucas would love to see him."

"Oh.. I don't think that's a good idea." said Y/n as she looked down at her food. George glanced at Mrs. L/n who was giving Y/n a look.

"Why not? Ariella told me he came back with Emilia so he should be at her house, right? You can invite them over." said Mrs. L/n.

"I'm sure he's probably going to enjoy Christmas with them." said Y/n looking up at her mother who narrowed her eyebrows.

"Oh I'll invite them over myself then. Fred and George you two are welcomed as well. So does anyone have a quill, Sirius?" asked Mrs. L/n.

"We broke up, stop it!" said Y/n as she sighed. Her mother looked at her surprised as Molly peaked her head from the corner. "Just stop."

"What? When??" said Mrs. L/n with wide eyes. Y/n face palmed. Fred and George looked at each other as they drunk from their cups.

"We just.. we just didn't work out mum. I'm still friends with them, it's just— we're just better as friends." said Y/n looking down. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at her. She couldn't tell her parents the truth, well what she thought was the truth, she couldn't let them hate him.

"I— Well.. alright." said Mrs. L/n. Y/n turned to the twins and sighed as she rested her head on her hand.

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  Emilia and Adrian were at Cedric's grave as Adrian watched Emilia set new flowers and clean the snow of his grave. "Aren't you going to miss coming to his grave when you leave?" asked Adrian. Emilia shot him a look as she moved away from it.

"Stop it, I know what you're trying to do and it won't work." said Emilia. Adrian rolled his eyes and placed his hands in his pocket.

"Lucas sent me a letter last night, I guess Y/n hasn't told them we've broke up because he wants me to visit them." said Adrian as she shook her hand. Emilia held out her hand as they apparated back to the house.

"I'm sure she just doesn't know how to tell them." said Emilia as she made her way into the kitchen. Adrian made a face and followed her. "Or not ready."

"I miss her." said Adrian, softly. Emilia sighed and looked at him. She pulled out a recipe book and smiled.

"You know what always makes me feel better, baking. What are you in the mood for? I was thinking maybe some tarts or cauldron cakes?" asked Emilia looking at Adrian with a smile. He rolled his eyes.

"I'm not helping you, but yes." said Adrian. Emilia chuckled, Nick came running into the kitchen as he looked at Emilia.

  "Can you make chocolate chip cookies!" asked Nick. Adrian rolled his eyes and snorted. Miles apparated into the kitchen causing Emilia to jump and throw flour on her and Miles.

"Blimey, E." said Miles. Adrian and Nick bursted into laughter, she turned around sighed.

"Can you stop doing that! Clean it up." said Emilia wiping her face. Miles smiled and pulled his wand out, cleaning all the flour off the both of them.

"Anyways, Merry Christmas." said Miles as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Emilia glanced at him as he looked down at the table. "OoH, can you make a Treacle tart?"

"Wasnt Graham suppose to be here too?" asked Nick. Not even seconds later Graham apparated behind Emilia causing her and Miles to jump. "Oh nevermind."

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