I Hate You (Fred Weasley Story)

Belle's POV

       I laughed as I read through the twins' letters to me. They were practically begging me to come stay with them the last couple days of break at their house. They were talking about how boring and dreadful it was with no one to talk to.

       I rolled my eyes before quickly writing a reply and sending Ares back to them.

       I left my room and walked downstairs. It was Christmas Eve and it was dinner time right now. So that means my whole family was over. I walked over to an awkward looking Harry standing in the corner. I smiled and wrapped my arms around him. "Happy Christmas, Harry."

      "Happy Christmas to you too, Belle."

       As soon as we pulled away, my Aunt Gail walked over. "Hello, Belle. Who is this?" She asked, pointing to Harry.

       I smiled. "This is my friend, Harry. I go to school with him." I gave Harry a look that said 'don't say anything about magic'. None of my family knew except for my Mum, Dad, and siblings.

       She smiled and hugged Harry. I stifled a laugh at his face. Aunt Gail's hugs are very...well, let's just say she hugs quite tightly.

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       Finally, I had Harry introduced to everyone. We all sat down for dinner and my Father and Grandfather stood, leading the prayer. I bowed my head and smiled happily as I saw Harry doing the same thing.

       "Amen." A chorus of voices said around the table. We all dug into the food on the table and Harry looked pretty comfortable. Okay, so I was watching Harry to see if he was awkward and nervous all night with my whole family. He seemed to be fine.

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       It's Christmas! I jumped up excitedly, spooking a sleeping Ares. I ran out the door and into the guest room where Harry was sleeping. I jumped onto his bed. "Harry! Harry! Harry! Wake up! Wake up! It's Christmas!"

       Harry jolted awake and laughed at me. "Calm down. Let's go!"

       I nodded and dragged him out of bed and down the stairs, yelling along the way. "Wake up! It's Christmas!" I watched, bouncing on my feet as my parents walked out of their room tiredly. Then came Sydney, then Ark.

       I was waiting for August but then Harry put his hand on my shoulder comfortingly. I looked down. "Okay, let's go."

      We walked slowly toward the living room. I smiled at all the presents under the tree. I ran up to them and gasped. "Harry! There are presents here for you!"

       Harry's eyes widen. "Really? I've never had presents!"

       I pulled out ten presents for Harry and set them in a pile. Then I set twelve out to the side for me. Sydney had four as did Ark.

       My mother frowned. "How did you two get so many presents?"

       I smiled at Harry. "Friends from school."

       My mum nodded understandingly. "Okay, start opening."

       Harry opened his presents first. From Mrs. Weasley he got a green sweater with an H on it. From Ron, Hagrid, and Hermione he got candy. The candy had sparked my family's interest as it moved and was different from the muggle candy we had. From me he got a new book about Quidditch. August, which was very sad for me to see, had drawn him a picture of the three of us.

       "Harry, what's in that last package?" I pointed to the one in a silver box. He frowned and opened the box, pulling out a shimmery cloak.

       "Harry, put it on." I whispered. He stood and put it on. I gasped. Harry had disappeared. Only his head remained. Sydney had fainted again and my mum paled. "Harry, look down."

       Harry looked down and gasped. "Woah! What is this?"

       I rolled my eyes. "Oh, Harry! It's an invisibility cloak! But who would send that to you?"

       Harry shrugged and pulled the cloak off. He pulled out a piece of paper and frowned. "There's no sender. It just says, 'For when you need it most, thought you would like to have your father's cloak.' So this was my father's..." I hugged him comfortingly for a moment.

       "Okay, your turn Belle." He smiled at me.

       I nodded and started opening my presents. I got a camera from my parents, a ruby red Christmas dress from Sydney, new books from Ark, and a picture from August. He loved art and he was pretty good at it too. From my friends, I got candy from Hagrid, Ron, and Hermione, but Hermione also got me a book about Quidditch. It was the same one I got Harry. Mrs. Weasley gave me a rosy pink sweater with a B on it. I smiled and set it aside. From George I got a prank idea book and a notebook with a note saying, 'For our own prank ideas.'

       Fred's present was a small box. I opened it and gasped. It was a beautiful necklace with a greenish stone in it. The note underneath said, 'George and I have bracelets that match. They will glow if one of us are in trouble. Happy Christmas, Belle.' I smiled. "Thank you, everyone." I said, hugging my family. "Oh, Mum? Can Harry and I go to the Weasleys house for the rest of break? We can leave tomorrow."

       My mum looked at my father who shrugged. She smiled at me. "If you want, Belle."

       I looked at Harry who nodded. "Okay, looks like we are going to the Burrow."

       I went upstairs to get ready for our Christmas Day out in town. We were going to visit Auggie at the hospital today. I threw on some comfy leggings and the sweater from Mrs. Weasley, putting my hair up in a French twist. I then put my necklace from Fred on along with the locket from my real parents and I was ready to go. I ran back downstairs and pulled on my fuzzy tan boots and then we all piled into our car and drove toward town, an unsettled feeling hanging in the quiet of the car.

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THIS CHAPTER WAS EDITED ON MAY 8th, 2020