Winter vacation started as soon as they were on their way, away from Hogwarts. James and the marauders were settled nicely in heir compartment, discussing their plans and amusement for the two weeks off. Planned a few months earlier, James parents had invited all four boys to head up to their beautiful ski lodge in the Alps. All the boys we're excited to go, but Peter had been unable to, especially with the illness of his dear mother. James gave up trying to convince him to come, and began to plan the daily events with the other two.

"Mom said she'd have a portkey for us, making sure we don't get lost and all, but we need to think of things to do with some free time we have there." James told them, as they began searching through their bags in hopes of finding some paper and a quill. With some luck, Remus had a few empty pages in his D.A.D.A notebook, and James was able to pull a bent quill from beneath his potions books. Remus quickly jotted all their thoughts onto the page.

"Well, we better be well equipped with butterbeer my dear James. And a few ladies could help relieve the winter cold, if you get what I mean." Sirius joked, while Remus still put it all into words.

"If it wasn't for the girls, Sirius wouldn't have a reason to live." James joked. Sirius stuck his tongue out at James, who wrapped his arm around his head and proceeded to leave him in a headlock. Remus looked up, shook his head, and continued writing some of his own thoughts onto the paper.

The train finally pulled up to the platform. James and his two close friends walked out and then apparated to James front yard, onlooking the beautiful white house that stood in a mist of luscious green forestry. A second home to both the other boys, James opened the front door and heard his mother run into the entrance way from the kitchen.

"Oh you're home!" She squealed with excitement. Giving James a peck on the cheek, she continued to the other two boys, "Have you boys had lunch already? I'm making a turkey for dinner. I hope you boys saved room." She spoke as she walked back into the kitchen. James had already proceeded up the staircase, and was now heading to his bedroom, which stood at the end of the hall on the right side of the stair case. His parents room was across from him, which was left of the stairs. Remus and Sirius would be staying in James' room; Mrs. Potter has already set up two new beds for them. They dropped their belongings on the floor and headed back downstairs to the main floor entertainment room.

A few hours passed and they had be called to join the dinner table. Mr.Potter had just finished cutting the turkey and was now placing it in the center of the wooden dinning room table. Once everyone finished filling up their plates, the conversation began.

"So, all three of you are heading up to the ski lodge, is that right?" James' mother, Elizabeth asked. Her brown curls flowed around her beautiful face, and her blue eyes looked at James. James nodded, his mouth stuffed with turkey and gravy. He looked across the table to his father, who was a much older version of himself. His fathers brown eyes were hidden behind glasses and his black hair was ruthless. His mother gave a soft smile at the other two boys, and continued with the questions.

"I thought you would have invited more people to go with you James. I mean, the place is big enough for another 3 people you know." She smiled at him, and then continued cutting a piece of turkey. James had never thought of this, and even more so, who would he have wanted to invite. Looking up at Sirius, he saw that he had an evil glisten in his eyes. Without any further question, they finished their dinner quietly.

James walked into his bedroom after helping his mother with the dishes, when he saw Sirius writing something. He walked up, but to his surprise, Sirius folded it and hid it in his back pocket.

"What are you hiding padfoot?" James asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, you'll see." Sirius said, and headed downstairs without any further questions. James gave up, knowing that Sirius was always up to no good, and began to unpack his booksack. The night fell quietly upon the Potter house, and soon enough, the boys were fast asleep in their beds, waiting for tomorrow.

James was the last to wake up. He could have sworn he'd set his alarm. He noticed that the other two were already out of bed and he ran into the bathroom for a quick shower. Sirius and Remus were downstairs, already prepared and waiting.

James quickly changed and pulled his bag down towards the front doors. He saw both boys sitting in the living room, smiling innocently.

"Come on, I thought we wanted to be there before lunch?" James asked them. Neither moved and James began to get an uncomfortable feelings. Sirius noticed this, and spoke immediately.

"I talked to you mother last night, and with the idea that there was enough room for three more people, I thought that it would be nice to have a few more join us." Sirius noted. James face fell, and began to look scared. Sirius was always up to no good, and he guessed that the note he was writing last night was then sent to someone's house as an invitation. Before anything more could be said, there was a knock on the door. James watched in terror as his mother walked towards the front door and open it.

Standing on his doorstep was three girls he recognized from Hogwarts; Lily Evans, Arabella Figg and Hannah Fahler. James glared towards Sirius who was already walking towards the door to welcome the three girls. Just as Lily walked in, her face lit up with wonder as she looked over every inch of James' front enterance. She had never seen such a beautiful place before, and was still in for another surprise at the ski lodge.

"Thanks for the invite James, even if it was short notice." Lily said shyly, a slight blush falling across her cheeks. James gave a small smile. Lily was wearing a light blue sweater, the made her skin glow, even with her hair pulled back into one braid that fell upon her left shoulder. Her jeans were damp around the bottom from the new fallen snow. Arabella's wavy brown hair framed her face, and the white jean jacket and dark denim jeans held her strong appearance. Hannah had her honey blonde hair back into a pony tail, along with a red cotton sweater, and faded blue jeans as well. They hardly seemed ready for the slopes. Before anymore questions could be asked, Mrs. Potter walked into the entrance way.

"The port key is waiting." She noted, and all six of them followed. Hands clasped together, they felt a pull in their stomachs and before they knew it, they had landed at the door step of the two floor wooden cottage. Opening the door, they all walked into a huge open seating area, with a large stone fireplace, a wonderful kitchen area and dining room.

"Welcome, to our second home." James smiled, and the girls let out a soft sigh of excitement.