"When do you think the best time to put up a Christmas tree is?" Sarah asked her friends.
Angelina, Alicia, Patricia, and Sarah were sat in the orange sitting room. The sofas were around the crackling fireplace, which was helpful in chasing away the November cold. The cosy blankets they were snuggled up in, and the hot chocolate, were a great help, too.
At the same time, Sarah received three answers; the first of December, four Sundays before Christmas day, and late November.
"Right," Sarah stated, unimpressed, "That wasn't helpful."
Alicia and Angelina ignored this comment and turned to Patricia with furrowed brows.
"Four Sundays before Christmas day?" Alicia repeated, dumbfounded, "Did i hear you right?"
"Yeah," Patricia defended herself, sitting up, "The fourth Sunday before Christmas is when the Advent starts."
"No," Angelina shook her head, "You don't start your advent calendar till the 1st of December."
"I'm not about an advent calendar, you numpty!" Patricia laughed into her hot chocolate, "I'm on about the traditional advent season. It starts four Sundays before Christmas, so that's when you put up your tree."
"So, what's four Sundays before Christmas this year?" Alicia asked.
"November 30th," Sarah supplied helpfully, whilst Patricia let out a loud 'A-ha!'.
"Didn't you say the perfect time was late November?" Patricia demanded, grinning, "I'd say the last day of the month fits that pretty well."
Alicia rolled her eyes, "Four Sundays before Christmas is still mad!"
"Alright, if the pair of you have agreed on November 30th," Sarah began, "Then that's when I'll put the tree up. Sorry, Angie, you've been outvoted."
Angelina shrugged her shoulders, "December 1st is only a day after. I think I'll recover from this loss."
Alicia snickered, leaning forward to place her empty mug on the coffee table. She caught sight of the stack of boxes on the table, various jigsaws, and puzzles that Sarah was yet to do.
"You really must be going crazy in here if you're doing puzzles," Alicia commented, lifting the top box off of the pile to inspect it. It was a 1000 piece jigsaw of two Quidditch teams playing a match. Fred bought them for her.
"I quite like them," Sarah responded, stretching her legs out so that feet, covered by the fluffy blanket, rested on the corner of the table.
Patricia leaned over Alicia's shoulder to peer at the box, "You have a lot of spare time on your hands, I take it?"
"A bit too much sometimes," Sarah responded, sipping her hot chocolate. The cream that was once swirled on top had melted, making the drink thicker than she usually drank it, "When Order related things don't keep me busy."
"Yeah, everyone's been saying you've become a bit of expert," Angelina commented, "Apparently, I could give you a name, and you could tell me everything."
Sarah raised a brow at Angelina, who took it as a challenge.
"Rookwood?" Angelina asked.
"In the Department of Mysteries again," Sarah responded.
"Mulciber Junior?"
"Tailing Kingsley."
"Gibbon?"
Sarah laughed, "Dead, as you already know. Good try, though."
Angelina shook her head in disbelief, "What have you been doing? Staring at all of Mad-eye's boards until you memorise them?"
That's exactly what Sarah had been doing, but she wasn't about to admit that.
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