Chapter 15: We're Back on Christmas Day!

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Ginny POV:

After a long couple of morning hours at St. Mungo's, we were finally back home in the burrow. We decided that we should have the Christmas Eve feast at dinner tonight, and we all hand out presents and eat a few biscuits. Mum and Dad got me a new jumper like every year, Bill and Fleur gave me a new broom polishing kit, Percy and Audrey got me a picture album with pictures from our wedding, Angelina and George got me some new products from the joke shop, Ron and Hermione gave me a mini figurine of myself like the ones they sold at the quidditch world cup we went to before my third year.

Before Harry could give his gift to me, I handed him a small bag. I smiled at him, "Open it," he opened the bag and pulled a small framed photograph out of it and gasped.

"Wow," He said. I knew he would love it, the first picture of our baby with a special camera that can photograph through my flesh and bone so we can see our child. "Here, this is my gift for you," He handed me a small box, "Compared to this though, it's nothing."

I took the gift and unwrapped it slowly. Once I had completely opened it I saw a beautiful pair of peridot earrings and a matching necklace. "Oh my gosh, it's beautiful!" I exclaim before hugging Harry tightly and giving him a small peck on the lips.

"I'm glad that you like it! But this," he points to the photograph, "This is priceless, I don't know how to repay you!"

"Well don't worry about that, all I need is your love," He smiles at me and I can imagine Ron groaning in his brain. "Oh, and I have one more thing for you," I handed him the tiny box covered in Christmas paper.

He moans, "You didn't have to Ginny! You already got me the perfect gift!"

I roll my eyes, "If you say so. But this is just my second gift to you! Also, you got me expensive jewellery so I can get you this," He takes it and I smile in my victory.

He tears open the paper quickly; as if to get it over with and opens the box. For a moment everyone is silent, trying to find out what I got him. He carefully pulls out the golden trinket, "You got me a snitch?" he questions, trying not to sound too disappointed.

"Just open it," I giggled. I hope that he likes it- it took Hermione and I forever to find it! We looked through millions of shops just to find this and Hermione's gift to Ron- which was a book of old and rarely used spells. He shrugged and opened it to find the pocket watch that was hidden inside.

"Wow Ginny, I'm speechless! It's just beautiful," he says.

George Pipes up, "I thought you said you were speechless Harry!" We all laughed. I had completely forgotten that everybody else was here.

While everyone kept laughing, Harry took my hand in his and I interlock my fingers with his. We look into each other's eyes and he mouths, 'I love you' I smile and respond, 'I love you more' and he smiles as he finishes with, 'But I love you most!' I let him enjoy his win for a moment, I hope that he doesn't catch onto me- whenever we do that, I let him win just because I think it's silly to argue over something inevitable; I have always and will always love him the most, but I know he's not going to give in no matter what, so I let him win because that's how much I love him.

We enjoy the rest of the day, we all sing carols together, eat Mum's delicious cooking, along with the side dishes brought by some of my brothers and sisters-in-law, and before it starts getting dark, Bill takes Victorie outside and they have a snowball fight. Ron and Hermione head out as well, looking as if they're on a normal walk, but then Hermione picks up some snow and puts it down the back of Ron's parka, and I see him go ridgid with coldness before picking some up and Hermione runs away shrieking as Ron chases her, trying to get her back.

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