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A/N: This is a little drabble that just popped in my head, and made the perfect response to a school assignment in Language Arts. Hence that it is actually typed and Post-able. Second POSTED work, one of zillions written in my chicken-scratch handwriting. Enjoy.
Sirius's Christmas Gift
Slow footsteps down the stairs. A creaking floorboard. The perpetrator winced. The last thing he needed right now was to be caught! He held still until he was certain no one was investigating the noise. A few steps more, and… Yes! Victory! The common room was entirely empty, and the presents were his! 'Oh yes, Sirius, you sly dog!' he thought to himself gleefully as he snuck up to the tree.
Sifting through the presents, Sirius moved his to a separate pile from the rest, itching to open them early. It wasn't like it would be all that early anyway… he reasoned to himself, 'After all, it is Christmas Eve…'
Alertly, he looked around just one more time, but all he could see was the fire, embers glowing weakly with their last gasp, and the couches and chairs scattered around the common room. With a sigh of relief, as he'd thought he'd heard something, he cast a glance at the clock. Midnight. Perfect.
He undid the first bow, noting that it was Remus's present. Sirius hoped it was prank stuff, although knowing Moony, it was probably a book. Carefully removing the paper, so he could re-wrap it and no one would be any the wiser, he openly gaped at Remus's present. "A TUTU!" He nearly screeched, remembering just in time to keep it down. What on earth could Remus possibly mean by giving him atutu of all things! And a pinkfrilly one at that! Oh he was going to kill that werewolf…
Remus laughed quietly to himself in his chair. That was priceless. And worth it. Sirius would get his real present tomorrow, but for now…Still grinning, he snuck back up to bed.
Fin
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