God rest ye merry Hippogriffs...

[fiery_redhead_w]

Tis the Season and all that! Let's have some fun before pre-Christmas retail and planning drives us all batty And since we all know it's better to give than to receive...

Post the name of your character here and Ginny will give you a Christmas gift! I'll write what she gives you and how she gives it to you! 

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[fiery_redhead_w]

Surprisingly, the kids hadn't been hard to get to sleep. At least not hard considering Christmas was the following morning and they'd been jumping around the house like it was going out of style. Nonetheless, Ginny and Harry had herded them off to bed like little sheeplings and they'd gone without complaining. (James had complained, but that was par for the course.)

The sleeping potion Ginny had sprinkled into their drinks had nothing to do with it.

'course not. She and Harry were just brilliant.

Curling up next to Harry on the couch, she dropped a small, hasitly wrapped package in his lap. It had a ridiculously large bow on it, ridiculously large. And pink. If it reminded Harry of anything stout and frog-like, that was his own problem. It wasn't like the present was a white kitten with big scary blue eyes- then maybe the bow would have been a clever jab.

But it wasn't.

Underneath the wrapping paper was a tiny replica island with a tiny replica tower and a tiny replica dragon with tiny tiny replica Potters and a tiny replica Padfoot (playing fetch with a tiny replica Harry- because he was spoiled and didn't share well) all waving up at them.

"Happy Christmas, Harry," Ginny said, kissing him on the cheek. "And no, we're not naming him Bob Marley."