Title: I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus
Author: Short Skirt, Long Jacket
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize.
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night.
She didn't see me creep
down the stairs to have a peep;
She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep.
Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white;
oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night.
"Mommy, mommy!" Hermione heard a faint voice cry. She rolled over to see her youngest daughter Margaret, age 4 at the side of her bed.
"Mommy!" the child cried.
"What's the matter Maggie? What happened?" Hermione asked her half asleep.
"Mommy, Santa Claus is downstairs!" Maggie squealed happily, "C'mon mommy! I wanna go meet him!"
Hermione got herself out of bed very slowly throwing a robe on, and then letting her daughter guide her down to the den where their Christmas tree was. Hermione smiled as she saw Ron in his Santa suit putting out gifts beside the tree. He turned around slowly then laughed as he saw his wife and daughter at the doorway.
"Santa?" the little girl called out a bit unsure.
"Of course it's Santa Margaret. Now what are you doing up so late?" 'Santa' asked her. Hermione laughed.
"I heard noise, and it's you!" the girl cried with joy as she ran and threw her arms around 'Santa'.
"Well my dear little girl, you need to get some rest so you can open your presents happily tomorrow morning," 'Santa' told her giving her a hug.
"Okay Santa!" Margaret cried, "C'mon mommy! We have to go to bed!"
"Mommy's gonna talk to Santa for a minute Maggie, you go on up to bed though," Hermione told her little girl. Margaret then skipped happily up the stairs to her room. "Ron, you have made her day," Hermione told her husband as she tapped his chin with her finger.
"I have haven't I? I am the expert day maker!" Ron proclaimed with a grin. Hermione hit him lightly upside the head.
"It's kinda sad though, this is the last time you get to be Santa," Hermione said as he wrapped her in a hug.
"That's what we thought with Timothy too. Besides, after five times it gets tiring," Ron said jokingly. Hermione just shook her head.
"I love you," she told him.
"Good, cause I love you to," he said giving her a quick peck on the lips.
"Hmmm, you know what we're standing under don't you?" Hermione told him looking up. He looked up to see a sprig of mistletoe.
"Good, now I have a reason to kiss you," he told her with a grin.
"You never have a reason to kiss me," she said laughing at him. Then, he pulled her into a kiss, and they pretty much just snogged after that.
Of course, neither of them noticed that Maggie had been watching, not listening, but watching them the entire time.
Dad's going to have a fit when he finds out that Mum was kissing Santa! Maggie thought to herself, oh well, that's half the fun.
Author: Short Skirt, Long Jacket
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize.
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night.
She didn't see me creep
down the stairs to have a peep;
She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep.
Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white;
oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night.
"Mommy, mommy!" Hermione heard a faint voice cry. She rolled over to see her youngest daughter Margaret, age 4 at the side of her bed.
"Mommy!" the child cried.
"What's the matter Maggie? What happened?" Hermione asked her half asleep.
"Mommy, Santa Claus is downstairs!" Maggie squealed happily, "C'mon mommy! I wanna go meet him!"
Hermione got herself out of bed very slowly throwing a robe on, and then letting her daughter guide her down to the den where their Christmas tree was. Hermione smiled as she saw Ron in his Santa suit putting out gifts beside the tree. He turned around slowly then laughed as he saw his wife and daughter at the doorway.
"Santa?" the little girl called out a bit unsure.
"Of course it's Santa Margaret. Now what are you doing up so late?" 'Santa' asked her. Hermione laughed.
"I heard noise, and it's you!" the girl cried with joy as she ran and threw her arms around 'Santa'.
"Well my dear little girl, you need to get some rest so you can open your presents happily tomorrow morning," 'Santa' told her giving her a hug.
"Okay Santa!" Margaret cried, "C'mon mommy! We have to go to bed!"
"Mommy's gonna talk to Santa for a minute Maggie, you go on up to bed though," Hermione told her little girl. Margaret then skipped happily up the stairs to her room. "Ron, you have made her day," Hermione told her husband as she tapped his chin with her finger.
"I have haven't I? I am the expert day maker!" Ron proclaimed with a grin. Hermione hit him lightly upside the head.
"It's kinda sad though, this is the last time you get to be Santa," Hermione said as he wrapped her in a hug.
"That's what we thought with Timothy too. Besides, after five times it gets tiring," Ron said jokingly. Hermione just shook her head.
"I love you," she told him.
"Good, cause I love you to," he said giving her a quick peck on the lips.
"Hmmm, you know what we're standing under don't you?" Hermione told him looking up. He looked up to see a sprig of mistletoe.
"Good, now I have a reason to kiss you," he told her with a grin.
"You never have a reason to kiss me," she said laughing at him. Then, he pulled her into a kiss, and they pretty much just snogged after that.
Of course, neither of them noticed that Maggie had been watching, not listening, but watching them the entire time.
Dad's going to have a fit when he finds out that Mum was kissing Santa! Maggie thought to herself, oh well, that's half the fun.