You were Harry Potter's older sister and best friends with one of the Weasley twins, George Weasley, while the other was your enemy, Fred Weasley, oh, how you despised him.

Fred was so annoying with his pranks, even if somehow, he made you laugh sometimes. Today, you were sent to a Christmas shop in Hogsmeade. You were browsing the shop, talking to the shopkeeper.

He told you to wait for someone else who wanted to help him, and that the person seemed eager to know you wanted to help with his Christmas collection. When the door opened with the sound of a bell, you saw Fred.

The shopkeeper smiled, thinking you two were close, asking if you were friends, and you replied that you were acquaintances. The seller then tell you both that he's going to be away for a bit because he needs to fetch some sewing material.

You and Fred went towards the change, there was a small wall to hide you, Fred was already dressed as Santa Claus. Of course he was teasing even if you change into a Mother Christmas outfit.

“You know, after our last study session, I would like to say we are more than just acquainted, don’t you think?”

Fred said. he was sitting on a sofa waiting for you patiently, something that surprises you.

"Oh, that's funny. I don't remember having a study session with a guy in a red suit."

You retort, peeking your head out from the wall.

"Right, Right. Because we did that thing where we both pretended nothing happened."

Fred said, looking you in the eyes, it wasn't even teasing anymore, he was speaking seriously.

"Because nothing happened."

You said, determined even though you knew the truth.

"So, me being on top of you in front of that fireplace was 'nothing happened'?"

Fred asked you, and you groaned, going back behind the wall and telling him to be quiet. You also told him that you were only listening because you were in the process of changing.

"Oh, so you're taking your sweet time dressing up my... Christmas present?"

Fred said as if he were touched, his hand on his heart, and you almost yelled for him to shut up. After a few minutes, you said to Fred, "You could have sworn there was a shawl with this."

Fred asked you if something was wrong with the dress, his tone a little worried.

"No, it's not that. It's just, it's a little, uh..."

You started to speak, but you didn't even continue.

"Surely it can't be that bad..."

Fred said, his eyes widening like saucers when he saw you, he even had a smile on his face. You were radiant... That Christmas dress fit you like a glove, with that snowflake necklace, snowflake wreath, black boots, black gloves, and Christmas earrings.

Then Fred pulled out a camera he'd found on the sofa and took your picture.

"Holy...-"

Fred said, looking at the photo he'd taken, and you looked at him with a frown.

"Well, now I know what I want for Christmas."

Fred said, pointing at the camera with a little grin, obviously teasing you just a bit and you gapped at him, did he seriously say that?