It's the early hours of Christmas day, 1.30am to be exact. You don't know why but you just can't sleep. You haven't been unable to sleep on Christmas eve since you were a young child eagerly awaiting Santa's visit. You're staying with your boyfriend's family in their cosy home, the burrow. You love it here, it's your favourite place, so welcoming and warm. You've been laying on your mattress in ginny's room for hours with your eyes closed, but no such luck. So you decided to give up and you quietly tiptoed into the kitchen and started to make some hot chocolate. You're humming softly to yourself when you feel arms wrap around you, you jump slightly until you notice it's your boyfriend, george, and you smile. He kisses you softly before asking you why you're up and lovingly listening to your reply. He just smiles in response before turning on the radio on a low volume and spinning you round to start slowly dancing with you. You try to protest because his family is sleeping but he just pulls you close and kisses your head as you dance together. You dance beside the Christmas tree together in the low light with the soft hum of the radio playing. You relax into his arms and rest your head on his chest as he smiles down at you.