At Christmas 1977, there you were again, at Potter's manor. Your family has spent holidays with the Potter family for as long as they can remember, their families as one.

Euphemia and Fleamont have been best friends with your parents since before them and James were born, and that friendship has been passed on to their children.

James and you have been inseparable since they were children, many even tought they were cousins. So of course that Christmas would be no different from any other, and they spent it together.

The two best friends were trying to make ginger biscuits at Effie's request while she and Fleamont went out shopping for Christmas dinner.

“I don’t think they’re meant look like that?….” James mumbles as the cookies cool. You, him and the counters were covered with flour.