𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐒.
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One of them, an amateur artist, is at her wit's end and often wonders what new thing shall take place each year.
It star...
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Harry and Carina were both woken up on Christmas morning, by Ron and Hermione throwing pillows at them. "Get up! It's Christmas!" Hermione exclaimed the same time as Ron. "Our presents have arrived!" And surely there, at the foot of the Christmas tree, their gifts were resting. They both grinned, jumping off the sofa in a hurry and running to the tree, beaming.
The Quartet scrambled to the floor grabbing the parcels addressed to them.
There were seven addressed to Carina.
Carina reached for a fat, large gift which was wrapped neatly in white paper with the words— To my lovely Carina from, Mrs. Weasley, Written on the small white badge that was tied to the string keeping the parcel together. She quickly tore it open and as expected, it was a knitted, dark navy blue Weasley sweater with the letter C knitted in light silver colored yarn at the front of it. The girl threw the sweater over her and grabbed the other thing that was inside the parcel. A tray full of chocolate chip cookies (Her personal favorite) covered with a plastic wrap. She tore it open and grabbed a cookie, immediately throwing it in her mouth and placed the tray in the center of the floor where they were all sitting crisscross apple sauce in a circle.
Harry, Ron and Hermione each right away grabbed a cookie.
So far, Carina had gotten a set of diamond jewelry from, Andromeda. New pencils, paint and sketchbooks from both, Ted & Nymphadora. A box of dungbombs from, Fred & George Weasley. And a tiny crystal cat figurine from, no doubt, professor Mcgonagall.
Picking up another gift that had the words— To Carina from, M — Written on the badge making her brows furrow in puzzlement at it. She couldn't recognize the writing and she doesn't know someone that goes by the name— well, the letter, M.
"What is it?" Hermione asked, taking notice of the perplexed expression on Carina's face. Ron and Harry looked at Carina. "Dunno. It says it's from, M." Carina said. "M ?" Hermione questioned. "A secret admirer, maybe," Ron sniggered, making Carina chuck the badge at him. "Open it." Harry said rather brassy. Carina slowly tore the present open and inside she saw... two plush toys?
