Maraudering Around at Christmas; Christmas at Hogwarts.

Gryffindor common room was empty if you didn't include the group of six huddled around the fire. Four boys, two girls.

The handsome of the boys, Sirius Black, grinned as he held a piece of mistletoe out of reach from his friend, James Potter. 'We all know you want to snog Evans but that's not gonna happen.'

Lily Evans, moving her red hair away from her eyes, snorted in agreement.

'Oh, come Sirius,' James chuckled lightly. 'Give it... Back.' His slowed down as his friend waved the christmas plant his and Daffodille Potter's head. 'Don't you-'

Daffy giggled and kissed Black firmly on the lips. 'Thank you!' She grinned taking the mistletoe. 'Remus!'

The latter looked up from his book, 'Yes, Daffy?'

She held it up high above their heads. Then James winced as she pecked his lips gently causing the werewolf to blush. 'Aw, Remmy, you're so cute.'

James glared at Sirius, now standing near him. 'You've seen what you done? Now she's waving that stupid plant around as though it's nothing.'

A mischevious grin played on Daffy's lips as she lavitated the mistletoe just above her cousin and Black's head. 'Merry Christmas boys!'

James had no choice but to plant his lips onto the dog's. They stayed like that for a while.

'Ha ha! Wait 'til I tell Taffy and Thomas!'

'What?' James detached himself from the 'love god' and glared at his cousin. 'Don't you dare!'

'Can't catch me!' She giggled as she was chased around the common room by James.

Lily rolled her eyes and muttered, 'Immature Potters.'

New Year had been a blast and the first Quidditch match of the new term was about to take place. It was between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

They were all up in the air and Daffy looked at Black and Jamie, a grinned plastered on her face as she swung her bat. 'Don't forgot your kiss of victory after the match!' She zoomed away before the pair could register what she had said.

'Black has the Quaffle,' Taffiney Flame announced into the megaphone. 'As most people would know, Black also has a Potter, Gryffindor's Seeker, in bed every night.'

'Miss Flame!' McGonagall twisted in her seat to shot the girl a murderous glare.

'I'm saying it how it is,' she grinned.

Black didn't glare but only blushed deeply. He could hear Daffy's giggles from the other end of the pitch. Sirius gazed over at Prongs but the boy had his back to him so Padfoot had a good view of his... Black mentally slapped himself as he threaded the Quaffle through one of the hoops past Slytherin's Keeper.

'Black scores another impressive goal. I bet he does that every night with the Seeker.'

'Taffiney! There is no need for that language! And Mr. Potter I ban you from using such hand gestures!'

'I caught the Snitch though,' he held up the golden ball.

Taffy grinned, 'And yet again another win from Gryffindor against Slytherin.'

'Daffodille Anne Potter!' James roared, 'I need a word with you!'

'Me too!' Sirius zoomed to Prongs's side. 'You've got a lot of explaining to do!'

Daffy chewed her lip and zoomed past the pair. 'You'll have to catch me first!' She grinned.

A/N: This is only short because my mind can only think this up. I apologise for Daffodille and Taffiney; they have a twisted sense of humour.

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