Christmas

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Harley's POV

"Harley get your ass up." I heard my brother yelling from the other side of my door.

"I am up asshole. I'm writing letters to my friends to say Merry Christmas." I heard my door opened as he walked in.

"What friends?"

"Shut up. I'm just sending one to Lane and her mom and the Weasleys."

"Then why do you have three letters." He leaned against my desk looking down at me.

"I'm sending one to Theo as well." He picked the letter up as I tried to steal it back. "Give it back that's my privacy."

"This doesn't say Theo. Who's Bini?" He pushed me off his arm.

"A friend." I stole the paper back setting it under my letter to the Weasleys.

"Sure doesn't seem like a friend. I'm guessing he's the owner of your shirt."

"How?" I rolled my eyes.

"People don't write like that to their friends."

"Write like what?" He was getting on my nerves. How could he tell Blaise and I were dating?

"Like your in love with him." I rolled my eyes turning away from him.

"You are dating him aren't you?"

"That's none of your business."

"It is my business because your not allowed to date."

"You would tell mom and dad if I was dating someone?"

"No. But I might tell them if your keeping an important secret from me."

"Why would it be important?"

"Because I don't want the entire Aiden situation to happen again." My heart sunk at his name.

"Scared your little sister is going to make someone try and sexual assault her?" I snapped.

"No I'm scared that someone is going to try and sexual assault my sister. I never said that you had anything to do with him doing that."

"That's not what mom and dad think."

"Yeah well i'm not mom and dad. So are you dating him or no?" My cheeks went red.

"Maybe." I laughed.

"Does he treat you right?" I sat back down in my desk chair feeling relaxed.

"Better then anyone I have ever met."

"Does he know you have a big brother that will hex him if he hurts you?"

"Yes but hes more worried about me hexing him first." We both filled my room with our laughter.

"That's my little sister." We high-fived.

I heard a pecking at my window. I looked around my brother to see a large barn owl holding a small wrapped present. I quickly stood up from my desk and ran to the window opening it softly allowing the owl to come into my room. I took the small box from the owl petting her head and giving her a treat. She sat on my window sill as I opened the box. I pulled the small note off the top of the paper once I opened it. I unfolded it to find my favorite persons handwriting.

Dear Ace,

I hope you like it. The pendant matches the design on the one ring that I wear that you really like. I'm doing fine. Hope your family isn't driving you to crazy. I know mine is. Take care of yourself. Try not to get into to much trouble without me. Can't wait till we are back in school. Merry Christmas. Be Safe.

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