So Christmas at your house started at 5am. All the nieces and nephews, cousins and brothers, aunts and uncles. Let's just say your family was huge. Bigger than the average family buy, hey average is boring.
Knowing Harry's family is small you invited his family over to join in the festivities.
"Okay everyone! Time for the charades game." Your uncle bobby yelled.
You knew it was about to get heated when you heard the word charades because it is always a fight in the end.
Harry didn't know how to play charades but, he didn't tell anyone.
So you guys split up into your teams and it was finally his turn.
"I don't know how to play." Harry said.
Your uncle stood up and went off like a mad man. "[Y/N]! HOW THE HELL DO YOU BRING HOME A MAN THAT DONT LIKE COLLARDS, CHITTERLINGS, SWEET POTATO PIE AND DONT KNOW HOW TO PLAY CHARADES! SEE A BLACK BOY WOULD KNOW HOW TO EAT AND PLAY THE GAME."
Let's just say that Christmas was a rough one
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Interracial One Direction Preferences and Imagines (BWWM)
FanfictionSome of these are from my tumblr (@staravi) and some I'm just writing to ease my mind. ***REQUESTS ARE OPEN***
