Hey everyone. My new and first christmas story. Hope you all enjoy and please review it or esle i wont update it. I already have some more written but if i dont get reviews i wont update here. So at least 3 reviews ok? Enjoy!
(im only putting one disclaimer in this story so here it is)
No own the Marauders sob
On the first day of Christmas the Marauders gave to me a Werewolf and a Willow Tree.
"Hey Moony, you alright?"
I looked up and saw my friends staring at me with concerned expressions. I smiled weakly and responded.
"I'm fine Wormtail. Just a little tired, that's all."
Tonight was a full moon, and on Christmas Eve of all nights. But, I'm not feeling well enough to complain right now. I always feel sick right before a transformation. One of the less glamorous things about being a werewolf.
My friends look at me again, but they understand. They've gone through this process many times before.
"So," James said. "What are we going to do tonight? Explore the Forbidden Forest?"
"Maybe run around the grounds," Sirius said with a rather evil smile. "Maybe I can finally catch Filch's evil cat."
"Why don't you guys just forget about coming tonight," I said, trying to hide the regret in my voice. "I mean its Christmas Eve, and I'm sure you guys can go party or something. Its fine I'll celebrate tomorrow with you guys."
"No way Moony," James almost yelled. "We aren't going to leave you."
"Yea Moony, what makes you thing we'd just leave you?" Peter asked.
"I just thought you guys would want to spend Christmas Eve doing something other than running around with a werewolf."
"Nope, I'd choose you over any girl under mistletoe any day." Sirius said.
"Thanks guys."
Later that night, about half an hour before the moon would rise, I was sitting inside the Shrieking Shack waiting. I sat on the old worn out bed waiting for my friends to show up. It wasn't until about ten minuets before my transformation when they showed up.
"What took you guys so long?"
"Well," Sirius began. "Rudolph here couldn't keep his eyes off Lily, he was standing right by the mistletoe and he wanted to get a kiss. But I dragged him away and crushed his dreams of kissing Lily."
"I was so close!" James said defeated.
"Well there is always tomorrow Prongs!" Peter said trying to cheer James up.
"Yea I guess your right Wormtail," he said.
I could sense that the moon was rising and told them to leave until the transformation was over. They walked out as I fell to my knees and the world went dark.
I woke up the next day sore. I look around and see my friends transforming back from their animagus forms. James smiles and places a blanket over my bear shoulders.
"Merry Christmas, Moony."
"Merry Christmas, guys."