Author's Notes: Miss me? I hope so! For your reading pleasures, I have written a few Christmas song starring our favourite Harry Potter characters. Why? Because I have nothing else to do with my life.

Disclaimer: Don't own the song, don't own the characters. Unless…*stares at the Christmas tree, soon to have gifts under it*

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Holiday Cheer

Please Don't Shed a Tear

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It was Christmas Eve, and numerous people were standing in line, getting that last gift or two. One man (See Bottom Author Notes) in particular, looked even more annoyed.

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It was almost Christmas time, there I stood in another line.

Trying to buy the last gift or two, not really in the Christmas mood.

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He shuffled the gifts in his arms and looked around to distract himself. In front of him was a little girl with messy red hair. Her back was to him, but he could tell she was anxious about something. Probably about tomorrow and Father Christmas. The man thought to himself, rolling his eyes.

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Standing right in front of me was a little girl waiting anxiously

Pacing 'round like little girls do.

And in her hands were a pair of shoes.

Her clothes were worn and old, she was dirty from head to toe.

And when it came her to pay,

I couldn't believe what I heard her say.

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The little red haired girl shuffled to the cash register. She set the shoes down on the table, pulled out all the money in her pockets, and set it down.

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Sir, I wanna buy these shoes for my mama, please.

It's Christmas Even and these shoes are just her size.

Could you hurry, sir, Daddy says there's not much time.

You see, she's been sick for quite a while.

And I know these shoes will make her smile.

I want her to look beautiful, if mama meets Jesus tonight.

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She slid the money off the counter and into her hands. To herself, she counted the money slowly. The man shifted his weight from side to side as he waited, sighing lightly. When she finally finished, she handed them over, proudly announcing how many she had. The cashier's shoulders fell and he tried not to look in the girl's eyes as he muttered there wasn't enough.

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She counted pennies for what seemed like years

Then the cashier said, "There's just not enough here."

She searched her pockets frantically.

Then she turned and looked at me.

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The girl turned around and looked up at the man with shining green eyes. She seemed to be on the verge of tears, and she kept wringing her hands together.

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She said Mama made Christmas good at our house.

Though most years she did without.

Tell me, Sir, what am I going to do?

Somehow I've got to buy her these shoes.

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The tears started to pour out of her green eyes and the man placed his gifts of the floor. He reached into his pockets and pulled out a leather wallet. He looked at the price that came up on the register, and put down the money for the shoes, so that she wouldn't need to spend her pennies.

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So I laid the money down. I just had to help her out.

I'll never forget the look on her face when she said

Mama's gonna look so great.

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The girl looked ready to hug the man as he put the money on the counter. She turned back to the cashier and watched him put the money in and hand her the bag with the shoes in it. She took her pennies back, gave one last grin to the man, and ran.

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Sir I wanna buy these shoes for my mama, please

It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size.

Could you hurry, Sir, Daddy says there's not much time.

You see, she's been sick for quite a while,

I know these shoes will make her smile,

I want her to look beautiful, if Mama meets Jesus tonight.

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The man picked up his presents and placed them on the table. He watched idly as the man rang them up, but turned away to see where the little girl went. She was still running, in the direction of a man that could only be her father. He had the same nose and the same shape of eyes. He watched them, until he turned back when he remembered he had to pay.

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I knew I caught a glimpse of Heaven's love,

As she thanked me and ran out,

I knew that God had sent that little girl,

To remind me what Christmas was all about.

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The man took the bag with his presents and walked the way the little girl did. She had finally met up with her father. He turned his head slightly to watch them talk.

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Sir, I wanna buy these shoes for my mama, please.

It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size.

Could you hurry, Sir, daddy says there's not much time.

You see, she's been sick for quite a while,

I know these shoes will make her smile,

I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight.

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The father regarded his daughter and her bag with a smile. He kneeled on the floor and gave his daughter a hug. When they broke apart, he held out his hand as he stood up. When she grabbed it, he said, "Come along, Lily."

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Author's Notes: Bejeebs, even I'm almost crying with this one. Yes, it was Lily along, although I'm sure you all knew that. :P About the man, I have no idea who he is. I'm sending out a challenge to all who read this to be creative who the man is. Try to be semi-realistic. Don't make it Harry from the future gone into the past or something. :P The next chapter will be coming up shortly. Also, all the chapters will rhyme with 'Cheer'. Or at least, I'll try!