Flawed *EDITING* (Chronicles of Narnia & Harry Potter Crossover) (PeterxOC)

12- Christmas

Chapter Inspiration:

- Home for the Holidays

- Blown Away ~ Carrie Underwood

I grabbed a Butterbeer from off the table. Eva sat down next to me on one side and an empty spot on the other. This year, we would be celebrating Christmas with the Weasleys, Sirius, and Harry at 12 Grimmauld Place. Mum and Dad's flight would be landing later today.

Suddenly, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley Disapparated into the room. Mr. Weasley had luckily gotten out of surgery early and was discharged from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries this morning.

We were extremely lucky that Harry, Ron, and I got to Dumbledore in time. I felt a twinge of guilt and sadness. I've never seen Dumbledore so impatience or rude to anyone. Then again, I kinda pushed him to it.

I brushed aside those sad thoughts and plastered a smile on my face. Partially because it was Christmas and partially because I didn't want to worry Eva. Her magic was improving greatly with all the DA lessons. She's learning spells Fifth Years haven't even learned. I smiled wider out of pride.

"Sit down, everybody, sit down. That’s it. Now, presents." Mrs. Weasley bustled around handing out presents to everyone. "And a nice big box for Ron. Fred and George. Come on, open up. I want to see your faces." 

Fred and George got matching scarves, Ginny got a hat, and Ron got some sort of jacket. "Try it on." She told him. "Thanks, Mum. It’s perfect." He smiled weakly. "Just what he wanted, actually." She told me. I chuckled and pushed some of Eva's hair behind her ear. "You hungry?" She nodded.

I was very surprised when Mrs. Weasley passed two packages to me and Eva. I smiled at her and unwrapped mine. They were warm, purple mittens and a matching hat. "I needed new gloves! Remember what happened to my last ones?" I snickered to Eva. She burst into a fit of giggles.

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley." She smiled and watched Eva's face light up at the Weasley sweater she was gifted. It was light blue with a gold 'E', the same color as her eyes. "Heeey! Now you match the rest of us!" Fred grinned.

"Oh, Harry, Harry. There you are. Happy Christmas." Mrs. Weasley gave him a parcel and hugged him. I smiled at him and patted towards the empty seat next to me. He gave her his thanks and plopped down in the wooden chair.

"Now, Daddy. Pass that to Daddy." Mrs. Weasley finally gave everyone their presents, letting Mr. Weasley, who'd been waiting to talk, finally speak. "A Christmas toast. To Mr. Harry Potter without whom I would not be here. Harry." He held up his glass of red wine.

The rest of us kids held up our Butterbeers. "Harry." We repeated. "Harry." A familiar voice said a little late. Harry and I turned our heads to the left. Sirius had sat down at the end of the table, just a few empty seats over from Harry's. He smiled at my best friend and winked.

The food, as usual, was delicious. Mrs. Weasley sure knew how to cook. Their was small talk and laughs here and there. Near the end of the meal, I whispered something in Harry's ear, in hopes of making him smile. He grinned at me and took a swig of Butterbeer.

Sirius caught my eye and beckoned me over. "Could I speak with you privately for a moment?" I nodded confused, and followed him out and to the living room. I sensed it had to do with Harry and/or the nightmare about Mr. Weasley.

He sat down on a couch in front of the fireplace, the one he used when he talked to us that one time in the fall. "You care a great deal about Harry, do you not?" He finally said. I sat up, alarmed. "Sirius, I think you've got the wrong impression...I don't like Harry like that...he's my best friend..."