Ginny absolutely adored Christmas at the Burrow. Everything from the way the house was decorated, to Mum's cooking, to having her siblings all in the same place at the same time made the holidays amazingly special. Though this year was a bit strange. There was always the part where someone brought up Fred and everyone would get quiet. Then there was Bill's memory and Aunt Muriel not only brought up Ginny's capture already but also Blaise which caused most of her brothers to turn a strange shade of yellowish green.
Regardless, the family mostly made jokes and laughed and ate. Dinner was delicious, but now Ginny was sitting in the living room with Bill, half unconscious from eating so much. She didn't even see the piece of tissue paper before it hit her square in the side of the head. "HEY!" She picked it up and threw it back at Bill before laughing a bit. "Well you know. I could've gotten you something different, but you just love to drink so much." She giggled again and scooted a bit closer to him, picking up the broom he had given her. "I love it Billy, thank you." Leaning over she pecked him quickly on the cheek and then sat back. "UGHHHHH. I. ATE. SO. MUCH."