"This hot chocolate always hits the spot! Especially during Christmas,"
A/n :UNEDITED. Please do comment and vote, tysm.
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-THIRD PERSON-
"If everyone turns up tonight, we'll have a bit of a head-scratcher figuring out where they'll all sleep – but we'll sort it out. I'm thinking we might need to conjure up another room, what with our family expanding," Mrs. Weasley shared as they descended the creaky staircase, each step adding its own musical note to the air.
Now stationed at the Burrow, (Y/n) found herself pondering days gone by. After consoling Hermione a while back, her initial plan was to make a swift exit from the scene – perhaps drown herself in the prefect's bathroom. The idea lingered, yet the execution remained elusive. The hitch? Hermione's constant company. Whether in the library, exploring various corners of the castle, or being the sounding board for Hermione's Ron-related grievances – even though Hermione wouldn't admit her feelings for Ron, (Y/n) saw through it, given the intricate dance of emotions between them. Add to that the times she couldn't be with Hermione due to Harry's presence. Surprisingly, Hermione was privy to the happenings between her and Harry, a revelation she had expected Harry to spill. During the intervals when Hermione was elsewhere, James Frazer stepped in as her companion – she had to admit, James was handsome, funny, and intelligent — he'll be deemed as ideal if he existed in the real world.
This would be her second Christmas in this world. It was no longer like the first, but more challenging – because she would spend Christmas with Harry again. Not that she was surprised, given Harry's role as the protagonist and his close ties with the Weasleys, but... she didn't know how to act in front of Harry, especially after what happened between them – every time she looked at Harry's face, all she could recall was the sensation of his lips on hers. She had accidentally kissed Harry at the train station – but they both knew it was just a couple of accidents. Unlike now – she knew their recent kiss was different, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of —
"Are you quite alright, my dear?" Mrs. Weasley's voice startled her once more.
"Oh, um, yes, Mum," she stammered in response.
Mrs. Weasley eyed her closely, remarking, "Your cheeks are quite rosy, dear," causing her blush to deepen.
"No, Mum, truly, I'm perfectly fine," she insisted, shaking her head.
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