Destiny | H.S.

Chapter 40

I wake up to Harry tapping me, causing me to gently open my eyes. He's smirking, dimples popped out, eyes looking sleepy.

"Merry Christmas, darling," he smiles, pecking my lips and pulling me closer to him.

Realization hits me that it's Christmas, and I become all smiley and giddy like a little kid.

"Merry Christmas," I say, smiling up at him. I become extremely excited to give him his ring, but nervous at the same time. I really hope he likes it, and doesn't think it's weird or cliche. I mean, he wears rings all the time, so I guess it's not too weird. Ugh, I don't know.

"Time to go downstairs, come on!! Present time!!" Harry smiles, throwing himself off the bed. He's such a little kid, and I love it.

"Alright, Jesus, I'm up," I laugh, getting up and out of bed. Anne got us all matching pajamas to wear for Christmas morning, so I make sure to change into the matching fleece top and pants. It's adorable, Harry wearing the same pants but with a plain white t-shirt. He looks absolutely adorable, making my heart swell as we match.

We get downstairs, Anne and Gemma once again already down there.

"Oh, Merry Christmas, my lovelies!" Anne greets, kissing us both on the cheek. I smile, hugging her and Gemma both.

"Merry Christmas!" Harry and I return, walking into the large kitchen.

We make ourselves some coffee, and join them at the kitchen table, all of us in our matching pajamas.

"So Ron and Michal are coming over around 5:00, and will be staying with us for the evening," Anne explains, as we dig into yet another scrumptious meal. Soft Christmas music plays in the background, all the lights lit up around the house, including the tree.

"Sounds perfect," Harry says, taking a bite of his pancake.

"Oh, and I put you two on desert duty. Gemma's doing vegetables, I'm doing meat and mashies. We are a huge cooking family, Avery," Anne tells me, a warm smile spread across her face.

"I love cooking, too. Harry cooks for me quite a bit," I say, making Anne smile even more.

"He's quite good," she adds on, and I nod.

"He's amazing. He cooked for my parents on Thanksgiving," I explain, Harry blushing.

"Oh yeah, he told me about that."

"You're quite something, aren't you, Harry?" Gemma jokes, poking in and trying to embarrass Harry. It works to say the least. Although he can get cocky and narcissistic, he's pretty shy and cute at times.

"Alright, enough about me," Harry objects, cheeks redder than ever. I giggle, leaning in to side hug him.

We finish up breakfast, and Anne then insists that she gets a picture of Harry and I by the Christmas tree, in our matching pajamas. Harry sticks his tongue out while I kiss his cheek, cupping his face. We also get one with Gemma and Anne, and I take a couple of just them 3. It's such a pretty scenery, right by the fireplace.

"Oh my gosh, it's snowing!" Gemma exclaims, making us all turn our heads to look out the window. It looks like a winter wonderland, making us all gasp at the beauty being gently displayed.

"No way!" Anne half-screams, going to look at the beautiful, white snow falling down from the sky heavily. It's gorgeous to say the least.

"A white Christmas!" Harry says excitedly, smiling as we all go to look through the windows. I haven't seen one in years. We all stare in awe, before Anne and Gemma leave to go shower and get ready for later tonight.