Christmas Morning
The little rabbits frolicked about the green field, and sung joyful little Christmas Carol’s. ...This is too cheesy, too slushy to be included. Rabbits never sing, unless they are animated things in a shopping centre. Come on! It's also a reference to OUTSIDE with no clear intro to the life inside the house. What's the house like, sounds, smells, etc. Suggest you re-think and redraft this bit.
“RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! WAKE UP! IT’S CHRISTMAS!”
Ron flew off his bed and landed directly on his bum on the floor (leave out 'bum') He wasn’t wearing a shirt He and quickly pulled the blankets over him.
“Ginny! GET OUT!” he shouted at her. (why was she there; no mention of someone coming in the door!)
“Okay, I’ll go wake up Harry!” shouted Hermione’s lovely voice. Who? (why the change of names-not clear here.)
Ron smiled under the covers. Hermione had a nice voice. She had a nice face too. And nice skin, he supposed. (Now, if this a young man, would he actually think this? I think about her 'skin'? Boys/men are not judges of 'skin'.)
‘Snap out of it Ron,’ he told himself.
He stood up and began to dress. (Delete this last phrase, it interferes with the pace of the story.) He threw on some blue jeans, a gray long-sleeved shirt, and a knitted sweater with the letter ‘R’ sewed in on the front. Ron dreaded this sweater, but he was required to wear it on Christmas. (Why???) He put on some socks and old sneakers, and walked down four flights of spiraling (spelling) stairs until he reached the kitchen. Immediately, scents of Mrs. Weasley’s (Who? Who is she to Ron?)delicious cinnamon bread filled the air. Mrs. Weasley finished frying some bacon, and turned around to see Ron.
“Good morning, Pumpkin! And Happy Christmas!” she smiled down at his sweater, happy to see him wearing it. (delete the last 6 words – it’s repeating the idea)
“Happy Christmas, Mum,” Ron replied, giving a little smile. (smile repeats smiled in last sentence. Explain it in a different way, grinned, smirked, or leave it out)
He walked into the dining hall and looked around at the happy faces chatting around the table. The Lovegoods sat on one end, as well as Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, and Fleur Delacore. Fred and George sat next to Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Neville, and Hagrid. Mad-Eye Moody (um, why this name??) sat next to Tonks, Lupin, Kingsley, and all the other members of the Order of the Phoenix. (the Order of What??? Why this?) Mr. Weasley sat at the other end of the table, and was joined by Mrs. Weasley and her cinnamon bread. There was food covering every inch of the cherry wood surface: turkey, cookies, cake, pie, eggs, bacon, sausage, and fruits! A little Santa Clause ornament zoomed around the room on a sled with his reindeer, and came an inch before Ron’s nose. Ron smiled (again??)when he saw Hermione laughing with Ginny. She was so beautiful. There was an open chair next to Hermione, and Ron joined them.
“Happy Christmas, Hermione,” Ron said, smiling at her. (he’s smiling AGAIN??)
“Happy Christmas, Ron,” she replied.
Her hair was different. She had straightened it with her wand. She had a bit of blush and lipstick on, (These are details which should be ‘shown to told’) and it suited her quite well. (In whose opinion? It’s not something Ron might notice! The narrator needs to be more objective!) Hermione cut Ron some turkey and plopped it on his plate. She was sure to put made sure she put two cookies(i would have thought that came later with dessert.) on his plate, instead of one. Ron laughed,
“Thanks, Hermione.” what happens next???