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Harry Potter : The Unyielding Shadow

Like every sister, I love my brother no matter what. Even when he's an idiot. Even when he's in the spotlight and I'm forever waiting in the wings. That's life as Lorena Potter. Can't complain, really. At least I don't have a psychopath out for my head.

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Chapter - 84 : A Holiday to Remember part - 2

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Definitely the loudest spot in the hall was a cluster of red-heads at the Gryffindor table, one dark head right in the middle of them. Percy, funnily enough, seemed to be trapped by his sweater, his arms stuck to his sides instead of through the holes. Fred and George sat on either side of him, looking very smug as they mockingly held bits of food in front of his face, which Percy sniffed at and turned away from. I could guess the twins had something to do with his current state.

Harry and Ron sat on the opposite side of the bench. I strode over and claimed the empty seat beside Harry, reaching out with one arm and wrapping it around his shoulders. I hauled him into a hug, leaning my head against his shoulder.

"Happy Christmas," I murmured. Harry grinned and wrapped his arms around my waist, squeezing tightly.

"Happy Christmas," he replied, then dropped his voice slightly. "Can you meet me by the trophy room after curfew?

I smirked, letting him go. "Of course, brother dear. But breaking the rules again?"

Harry shook his head. "I really want to show you something."

"Alright, I'll meet you there," I said with a shrug, and began eagerly spooning turkey, peas, and cranberry sauce onto my plate. I slathered the meat in gravy and then dug in eagerly.

"Why Miss Potter," Fred began.

"What's in that basket of yours?" George pressed.

"Gifts, perhaps?"

"Presents?"

"For Gryffindors like us?"

"Is that allowed?"

"Go on," I said, pushing the basket towards the center of the table. "All of you get one." Harry and the Weasleys eagerly reached in, all except Percy, who glared at the twins and took the chance to right his arms in the sleeves and adjust his glasses.

"Very kind of you, Potter," he said stiffly, trying to get his composure back as he claimed his gift.

"Mffft, these are really good!" Ron said around a mouthful of cookie. His bag was already open on the table.

"Hey!" Harry said, taking a bite. His eyes lit up as he recognized the taste. "These are the kind you make!"

Ron stared at me, awed. "Did you get into the kitchens?"

Percy gave me a stern look. "Potter, the kitchens are strictly off-limits to-"

"Oh, shove it Percy!" George said, shoving one of his own cookies into Percy's mouth. Percy choked and spluttered on crumbs as half of the cookie broke off and dropped into his mashed potatoes.

"It's Christmas!" Fred agreed, sampling one of his own. "Give her a break! Wow, these are good Lorena!"

"Cracker?" Harry asked, offering me one. I took the other end and tugged. Our poured purple smoke and silver stars. A few jokes on paper fluttered out as well as a tiara.

I immediately swept the tiara up before Harry could deny it and planted it on his head, proudly announcing, "Presenting Princess Harry of Gryffindor!"

After some good-natured ribbing on everyone's part, we finished our meals and headed to our rooms to put on warmer clothes. I left with the tiara – Harry refused to keep it – a feather boa that Fred had immediately turned from red to green – "So we don't offend your Slytherin sensibilities" – and, of all thinks, a purple teacup.

The snow battle that ensued on the grounds was one of epic proportions. Even Percy joined in, targeting Fred and George with extreme prejudice after the sweater debacle that morning. I noticed that I took a lot more fire than Harry, but chalked that up to Harry being on better terms with the Weasleys than I was and hurled back snowballs packed so tightly they were nearly ice.

It was, without a doubt, the best Christmas I'd ever had.

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