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Fred Weasley

You and Fred have been dating since you were pre-teens. And now at Christmas Dinner, a life changing decision awaits you. (Post-war)

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The snow fell in soft, thick flakes over the Devon countryside, blanketing the crooked little house known as the Burrow in a quiet hush of white. Even from a distance, the windows glowed warm and golden, promising a Christmas feast and the particular brand of chaos that only the Weasley family could provide.

Y/n and Harry trudged up the snow-dusted path, their boots crunching with every step. Their breath puffed in small clouds before them, mingling with the lazy drift of snowflakes. The crooked chimney of the Burrow puffed cheerful smoke into the grey sky, and the sound of laughter and clattering pots could already be heard from within.

Harry Potter

with a small, tired smile Smells like Mrs Weasley's already outdone herself.

Before either of them could knock, the front door swung open with a burst of warm air and the scent of roasting turkey, mulled mead, and something sweet baking in the oven.

Molly Weasley

beaming, cheeks flushed from the kitchen heat There you are, darlings! Oh, come in, come in—you must be freezing! Harry, dear, you look peaky. And Y/n, love, let me look at you!

She pulled them both into a crushing hug, one after the other, bustling them inside and shutting the door firmly against the cold.

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