AN: second chapter up!!! I own nothing you recognise, yada yada yada. This story is dedicated to Mysterious Victoria, who always reviews our stories, and writes great stories of her own, like Emma Potter. Love you, MV!
Hope you all enjoy! Sorry it wasn't up sooner, but my dad was on the computer, so this was the first chance I got to post it.
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me a partridge in a pear tree.
The sun shone clear and bright on the winter wonderland which was Hogwarts on the first day of the Christmas Holidays. Although only a scant population remained over the nearly month-long break, several of the Gryffindor sixth years: James, Sirius, Lily, and Robbin, had stayed.
Although most people were looking forward to lying-in several hours, James got up at the crack of dawn, careful not to disturb a sleeping Sirius. He tiptoed to the corner of the room, where a miniature faux pine tree stood erect decorated in red berries and several golden orbs. He carefully removed each decoration from the tree, and re-decorated it with a few clever charms he had invented himself. First, he created a garland of several sparkling, luminous pears and strung it on the tree, and added a partridge ornament to one of the branches. As he stood back to admire his handiwork, he was especially mystified by the tiny, perfect, shiny partridge he had created. It was a bit like a chicken, or a pheasant, he couldn't tell which, but he was proud of himself for crafting such a bird without having ever actually seen a live one.
Sirius stirred in his bed, and mumbled something which sounded an awfully lot like 'come on, baby, just pull that little string…' before he began slobbering all over his pillow and sighing in contentment. James had no desire to learn who he was dreaming about or what, although he had the slight suspicion of Carmella Right, a seventh-year Hufflepuff brunette.
Thinking that Sirius was likely to wake up soon, James decided to carry out the last operation to his plan. After balancing the tree warily on the back of his broomstick, he unlatched the window and took off, in search of Lily's window. An icy blast greeted him as he pushed himself out into the early morning sunlight, but he persisted, and soon found the very window he had been searching for. He magiked the latch open, then slid agilely into the warm room, which smelled faintly of honey. He was relieved to find that the girls were still asleep on their red and gold beds. He sneaked over to the end of Lily's bed, and there he placed the tree, his greatest work of magical art. After blowing a kiss to Lily, which she obviously couldn't see, he flew back to his dormitory.
Lily woke up late, at about ten, and the first thing she noticed was that Robbin was still fast asleep. This did not surprise her, Robbin had always liked to sleep as late as possible, unlike Lily, who was disturbed by the late hour. The second thing she noticed did surprise her, unlike the slumbering Robbin. In the darkness of the dormitory she could see several golden lights glistening at the foot of her bed. She waved her wand at the torches, which sprang to life to instantly illuminate the room. What she saw astonished her. A small tree was positioned there, strung with pear-shaped lights and complete with a small bird ornament, which was a pheasant, no, on closer inspection, she couldn't tell quite what it was, so she summoned an encyclopedia and found it to be a partridge.
Lily gazed transfixed at the charming tree until she heard the sounds of Robbin stirring. "Robbin, look at this!"
Robbin groggily crawled out of bed and toddled over to the little tree. "Aww," she said, "That's a cute little tree, Lily, where'd you buy it? I want one… it's a perfect model of the first day of Christmas."
"I didn't buy it," explained a confused Lily, "When I got up it was here."
"Hmmm…" said Robbin, "I bet I know who sent it to you!"
"Who?" asked Lily.
"Your true love," explained Robbin as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"If you're referring to James-"
"I never said I was," interrupted Robbin, "I just said whoever it was obviously thinks themselves to be your true love. They must be awfully clever, coming up with something like this. I wish it'd happen to me."
"If if was James, you can have him," Said Lily, "but I actually doubt it. Something this creative couldn't have come from him. Maybe I'll just sit back and wait for the events to unfold."
Robbin raised her eyebrows.
A/N- sooo... did you like it? Lil' bit of a cliffie there, but don't worry, all will be made clear soon.
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