CHAPTER FIVE ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Anyways, hope you have a good holiday."
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Y/N POV
The glow of the Christmas lights filtered through the windows as snowflakes danced outside. My heart raced with excitement as I bounced on the edge of my parents' bed, barely able to contain my joy. There was something special about being home, surrounded by family, with the promise of presents waiting downstairs. I couldn't wait another second.
"Alright, alright!" My mother laughed softly, her voice still sleepy as she rubbed her eyes open. "We're getting up."
Without missing a beat, I leaped out of bed and bolted toward the staircase. The large spiral steps seemed to stretch out before me, but I took them two at a time, careful not to slip on the polished wood. I landed at the bottom of the towering Christmas tree, which held an almost absurd number of gifts piled underneath.
My parents followed not far behind, looking groggy but warm in their pajamas, faint smiles on their tired faces. They settled onto the couch, watching me with a smile.
"Go on, open one," my father said with a chuckle, gesturing toward the wrapped gifts nestled beneath the tree.
I nodded and looked around, eying each gift. Without hesitation, I picked the one wrapped in gold, which was placed in the very front. After reading the name card, I noticed that the gift was from Harry, who had given me a golden snitch necklace, embedded with gold gems. It was incredibly beautiful, and I immediately placed it on my neck in admiration.
As for Ron Weasley, the red-haired boy got me a pack of Every Flavor Beans from Honeydukes. I told him I had never tried them, so when I opened the gift I couldn't help but giggle.
Hermione Granger decided to get me one of her favorite books, "Hogwarts: A History", and I grinned.
As for my Mother and Father, the two had given me a large book of spells, to which I shrieked and thanked them greatly. I was always excited to learn new spells.
The sweater in the brown paper box had that home-knit look, and when pulling the large piece of clothing out, I couldn't help but smile at the engraved letters in the center of the sweater. It was no doubt from the all-too-kind Mrs. Weasley.
As I picked the clothing up and turned it over, I let my eyes roam over every stitch so lovingly made. Mrs. Weasley was truly an incredibly kind woman. I made sure to write her in thanks.
It was my other friend, Seamus Finnigan, who gave me a Wizards Chess Set. I had never learned how to play, and I smiled as I read the card in the package.
Now we can play together! Merry Christmas, Y/N -Seamus
It gave me great shock when I pulled out my final gift, wrapped in silver paper, and a marked tag that read the name: Draco Malfoy. It was a letter, and I didn't hesitate to open it whilst lifting my eyebrow suspiciously.
