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Chapter 6
The next morning Julie woke up to find a bunch of presents at the foot of her bed. She stood up, walked to the packages and opened the first one.
It was a huge Christmas cake with red icing, on top was written: Happy Christmas –Lily. She smiled, ran her finger across the icing and tasted. So damn sweet.
The next present was Bertie Bott's every flavour Beans from May. May loved those bloody beans, May always brought a package from home, then girls ate them together and laughed at one another when they found a nasty one.
The note read:
Happy every flavour Christmas,
love May.
The next was from Remus, it was a big piece of Swiss chocolate, Christmas edition. The letter said:
Happy Christmas, Julie.
Enjoy the chocolate, it's my favourite.
Remus.
The next package was Peter's. He had send her a magic Santa that kept singing Christmas songs when you tickled his belly. The note said:
Happy Christmas,
Enjoy the carols, - Peter
Sasha had send her a big, red sweater with white snowflakes, her note just wished her a happy Christmas.
When she thought she had gone through all the packages, she found another one. She didn't understand who could've send her the package, but she picked it up, sat on her bed and opened the present wrapped with newspapers.
It was a book about Quidditch techniques:
The techniques to become a star-Quidditch-player,
For the beginner and the advanced.
There wasn't any note on the wrapping, neither in the package, so she ran through the pages only to find no note was hidden. She then checked the inside of the cover of the book where she found a small note:
Happy Christmas,
Maybe it'll be useful.
-Sirius
She felt herself grinning, suppressed it, put the book on the nightstand and walked downstairs.
"Okay, let's go over this again. Shall we?"
"Dad! We've been over this like a dozen times!"
"I don't care, we'll go over it again."
"And I'm the stubborn one..."
"You're going to do great, you're going to get into that bloody team, you're the best, you're my daughter and you rock."
"I know I rock."
"Well then! Nothing that can go wrong."
"Okay, okay... Fine... Bye dad."
"Goodbye Jules."
John kissed Julie on her forehead and watched her roll her eyes, pat Jack on the head and join her fellow Hogwarts students on the train. She waved a few times and then disappeared into the huge crowd of kids.
Julie searched through the compartments for her friends and found them sitting with the boys. She wondered how exactly the boys had convinced the girls to sit with them and opened the door.
"Would you mind me enlightening your compartment with my uplifting spirit?"
"God no!" Lily exclaimed.
Julie chuckled and joined the two girls sitting on a bench opposite from the four boys.
"How exactly did they manage to get you in here?" Julie asked a bit confused.
"There weren't any other compartments free," May sighed, "so now we're stuck with two morons..."
"Hey!" James and Sirius exclaimed synchronically.
"Good job..." Julie rolled her eyes at the girls.
"Good morning Julie," Remus smiled.
"Good morning Remus," Julie smiled back, "Good morning Peter. Another bloody morning to figure out how such nice boys ended up with those two."
"It's not like they are innocent!" James argued.
"Indeed," Sirius backed his friend up, "almost every time we get into trouble, they had a part in it."
The girls looked disappointed at Remus and Peter and decided to keep quiet. The rest of the ride was mostly talking about the holidays. Once in a while she saw Sirius looking at her confused, but the rest was just normal.
After a very long time in the bloody train, cropped up together in one compartment, they were finally released from the torture. Everyone got out, but Sirius stopped her just before she could step out of the train.
"Did you like my present, Jo-Jo?" Sirius asked with a grin.
"It was surprisingly nice of you, Black," Julie said back, patting Sirius' chest, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Sirius said, rather pleased with himself, "you seemed quiet on the train."
"Oh.. really?" Julie asked, pretending like she didn't notice it either, "probably just tired."
"All right then," the boy shrugged an stepped off the train.
"I'm sorry I didn't get you anything!" Julie called after him.
"That's okay! I expect two presence for next Christmas, though," Sirius teased, "I'll send you my wish list."
"Sure Black..."
"Lily? May? I have to tell you something..." Julie sat down on May's bed where they both were sitting.
Lily frowned and nodded, May just looked a bit surprised.
"I'm joining the Quidditch team," Julie stated full of confidence, "well I'm going to try to join the Quidditch team. I'm not on in yet."
Both of the girls stared at her and then at each other with big frowns.
"You? Joining a sports team?" Lily mumbled.
"Yes. Me joining a sports team," Julie said a bit irritated, "I'm pretty good and my dad bought me a broom."
"Well if you want to?" May said, trying to be supportive.
"Why are you both so... non caring? You've seen me fly at the fly lessons. I'm pretty good," Julie said now pissed off, "it's like you can't be happy for me! It's like I don't exist!"
"Julie that's not true!" May said.
"And yet you're both staring at me as if I just said I liked Sirius!" Julie shook her head, "Just try to be my friend! Both of you! It's like you know nothing about me and as if you don't care..."
"Jules..."
"Don't Jules me! I knew you would react this way..."
Lily and May both looked very guilty and then tried to cheer her up.
"We do care," Lily said, "we're sorry, okay? We're happy for you. I'm sure you'll get in the team, right May?"
"Right."
Julie nodded and stood up.
"Wait Julie!" May called after her. "Let's talk about you. Your little brother... Jack, right?"
"Yeah."
"Little Jack, you call him," Lily stated, "and your father's name is John. You live in Scotland near a lake, surrounded by hills, far away from the village. Your mother is French, but you only speak the basics."
"I do," Julie turned around to face her friends.
"You enjoy your tea with a little bit of milk," May continued, "you have your fathers eyes, while your little brother has blue ones like your mother. Your mother is a witch, your father is a muggle. You dislike mornings, you like plants more than people, you're a dog person, but you love cats as well."
"You dislike swimming, because you're afraid of drowning," Lily said, "you only wear dresses because your father thinks you look cute in them. Jeans are really your favourite. You couldn't tie your laces until you were ten years old, because you refused to. You ate spinach like a madmen when you were nine, because you thought it'd make you strong like Popeye."
"Your favourite toy when you were little was the doll that used to be your mothers. You like sunrises more than sunsets, because it's the start of a new day, but yet you hate mornings like I said before," May chuckled, "Even though you despise Sirius and James for their love for trouble, you enjoy it as well, but suppress it. Your favourite flowers are red roses, because to you it symbolizes passion. Your favourite film is Casa Blanca, because it is just, in your words: 'so damn romantic'."
"You really do listen when I talk..." Julie murmured.
"Of course, Julie," Lily chuckled, "you're our best friend."
Julie smiled and sat down at the bed again. "I like flying more than walking, because when I fly I feel free. I feel like another person," Julie explained to them, "I'm good at flying. Lily you're good at learning, May you're good at drawing and I am good at flying. It's my thing. And for you to react like that really hurt my feelings."
"We didn't know," May mumbled, "we're sorry Julie..."
"It's all right," Julie said with a sigh, "let's go outside tomorrow night, my dad will send the broomstick after me. We could practise on my new broom a bit?"
"Sounds like a plan!"