CHRISMAS TIME!

The Burrow stood against the night sky, mostly because of lights. Lights floating in midair, red and green, thanks to Rons deluminator. Around the Burrow, in about 3 mile radius, was snow. However, the fields around the tall home were dry, without any snow, and cozy warm. In the middle, right in front of the home, was a large tent. Huge. Bigger than the one at the wedding! Music blared, people were laughing and dancing, and some sat at tables chatting merily. Harry, Ron and Hermione were at a table, all three ofthem talking with Neville, Seamus and Luna. They were talking happily about life and such, until, of course, George came up on the stage, and began singing karaoke. soon many people followed. The Hogwarts students at the table were laughing loudly, joining in as George stumbled about, tripping over the rug. Mr Weasley came out, behind him a large cake floating. It settled on the table.
"Ehheh, fatha! What have we here?" Said George. Ron got up to, and tackeld into his brother.
"Y'know George, this is revenge for that sneak attack!" Ron said, like a threat. However, they were laughing like maniacs.
"What about the presents?" Ron said, standing up. George was on the ground, looking unconcious. But then he jumped up, put Ron in a headlock.
This revenge went on for awhile.