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25 Days of Christmas

Eighth Day of Christmas

"Hello, hello, hello!" Came the voice the Minerva McGonagall dreaded the most. Out of all the voices that would want to here in her office, this would be the one that she would most hate. "Anybody hooome?"

Minerva shuddered, and then put on a smile that she hoped wasn't a grimace, and walked out of her room into her study. "Hello, Priscilla. How have you been?"

"Minnie! You are here!" Priscilla cried, running over, and kissing Minerva on both cheeks. "I didn't think you where!"

"Yes, I'm here." She replied, trying to keep her usual composed look. "And as I have stated before, I would prefer to be called Minerva, not Minnie, if you please."

Prisicilla laughed. "Oh Minnie, sorry, Minerva, Mom always said you where to uptight for your own good."

Minerva winced at the word 'uptight'. She had always hated it when her sister had called that as a child. "I don't think that Mother ever said I was uptight, Priscilla."

"Well of course not to your face, you silly girl." Her sister replied, laughing again.

Minerva held back the urge to roll her eyes at her younger sister, and instead took a seat behind her desk, and studied Priscilla. She was ten years younger than herself, but looked twenty years younger. She had their father's black-blue hair, that didn't show a hint of gray, their mother's gorgeous brown eyes, that always showed what she was feeling, and she didn't have the high cheekbones that Minerva did, so she always looked beautiful. She had always been the one with a boyfriend when they where younger, and she had been the one that got married so many years ago. It wasn't at all that Minerva hated her sister, quite the contrary, in fact. She loved her baby sister dearly, she just preferred not to spend much time with her, seeing as Priscilla was a very talkative, loud, preppy person, and Minerva was just the opposite.

"Right, then." Minerva replied, and folded her hands on her desk primly. "What are you here for?" She asked, trying to not to sound ungracious.

Priscilla studied her older sister carefully. "Well, I thought I would come see my big sissy for Christmas, but if you don't want me here…I can leave."

Minerva sucked in a big breath of air, and let it out between her teeth. "No, of course not. I mean, yes, you can stay."

Priscilla smiled, all of her perfectly straight, and completely white teeth flashing at her. "I love you, Minnie!"

A/NAlright, I know this is painfully short, a very late getting up, but I had a million things going on the last few days, and have a ton of stuff going. I wrote this today, a few minutes ago, actually. So, please forgive me for the shortness. Make sure to read tomorrow, it'll be short also, but will feature out favorite Slytherin Diva King, Dracoooo Malfoy. So read, and review! Today/Night, and tomorrow!

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

Her-My-Oh-Knee

Sam