*BEEP!* The oven timer set off. Sirius rushed into the kitchen, now full of pleasant aromas, complimenting each other as they mingled in the air. Sirius grabbed his turkey-shaped oven mitt, and opened the oven to the overwhelming scent of apples and cinnamon. He slid the pie tin out with circumspect, and set it gently on the stove top; one of the only reasons Severus agreed to let Sirius try out his little get together was if he promised that he wouldn't hurt himself. It proved difficult, however, to keep himself out of harms way, what with all the preparation; cleaning, decorating, inviting guests, and of course, cooking. This was, after all, an American muggle holiday, and Sirius wanted to do this the old fashioned way, authentic meal and all; leave it to Americans to create a holiday where all you do is eat. So, he hurried around the kitchen, chopping this, basting that, until *ding dong* the doorbell rang.

"Sev. Severus, could you please get that, dear? I'm a little busy." Severus groaned. He was the one that insisted on having this party, was he not? He said that he wouldn't have to lift a finger if he agreed to let him have this party, did he not? Severus has no say in the matter, anyway. All he wanted to do was make his husband happy, so, sluggishly, he stood from his chair, and answered the door to a rush of hugging and warm greetings.

"Hello, Severus, and happy Thanksgiving!" Remus said, surprisingly joyous. Tonks followed shortly behind, smiling, hair a russet brown color for the occasion.

"Uncle Sevvy!" a 3 year old boy with bright blue hair yelled as he wrapped his arms around his knees. Oh, how Severus hated small children. They were sticky, and whiny, and always had dirt on their hands.

He motioned for either of his parents to remove him, as Tonks came over and said, "Come on, Teddy. Uncle Sevvy is busy right now," and the child released his grasp. Severus escorted them all into the living room where Remus and Tonks sat on the couch, and Teddy kept himself occupied with Calypso. Just as Severus had sat himself back into his chair, staring awkwardly and the Lupins, *knock knock knock* He stood up again. Opening the door, his face contorted into a smile.

"Draco," he said almost cheerfully. "How nice to see you." He gave his godson a partial hug. "Harry," he said with obvious lack of enthusiasm; they barely shook hands. Draco took Harry's coat as they entered, unraveling his scarf from his neck, kissing playfully as he did so. Severus was no less than repulsed. Nonetheless, he ushered them into the room, as they too were greeted with warm embracing. The room quickly filling, Severus once again sat down, had gotten himself comfortable, chatting with Draco about his shop work,and some nonsense with a book they recieved about a wizard child who found out he was a squib. Larry something, though it didn't really matter, that had to be censored, when yet again, the doorbell rang. Severus' patience had run low as he stommped his way to the door, only to find, "Hello, Weasely," he said dryly. "Granger," he nodded to his left.

"Granger-Weasely," Hermione corrected, happily showing off her engagement ring.

"Yes, I see. Well then, I suppose congratulations are in order."

"Thank you, Severus," Hermione said, in an attempt at a slight hug, which was circumvented by both Severus and Ron, who steered Hermione away from him to help her with her coat. The Weaselys (Granger-Weaselys to be politically correct) joined the rest of the party in the living room. By now, Severus had had enough of this warmth and family togetherness, and walked into the kitchen to find a rather flustered Sirius.

"Sirius. Are you alright?" He walked over to Sirius, who was currently running around the kitchen like a chicken with its head cut off. Severus looked around: the kitchen was in ruins. Severus hated to show censure, especially towards his husband, but something had to be said. "Sirius. Are you sure you know what you're doing here? You seem a bit confused." Sirius turned around, flour on his face and hands, turkey grease smeared on his apron, that appropriately read "kiss the cook." Severus, in attempt to cheer up Sirius, complied. Sirius was practically in tears. He seemed to be showing a bit of charlatanism. "Are you sure?" and Sirius broke into tears. His rants were muffled in Severus' chest, as he sobbed in circuitousness. "It's okay, honey. You're just a bit overwhelmed." Sirius released his grip on Severus, want walked away to sit at the table, putting his head down, and into something sticky.

"I'm in over my head, Sev. WHY did I decide this was a good idea again?" Sirius chagrined.

Severus sighed.

"Because. You like to try new things. You like being around your family and friends. And I like to make you happy, or we wouldn't be in this mess." Severus was a bit clandestine of his support of this "Thanksgiving," but if it was to make Sirius happy, it was alright. "Now, let's dry those tears, and clean this place up. We have a party to be throwing, don't we?" Sirius smiled; Severus always could find a way to put little band-aids on the mistakes he made. Rolling up his sleeves, quite literally, Severus made his way around the kitchen, magically cleaning up, and helping his husband with the cooking.

"Everyone sit down, please?" Severus said. The Granger-Weaseleys held hands under the table, as did Harry and Draco, while Remus tried in vain to get Teddy to sit patiently in his seat. The table was laden with side dishes, which sat over a lavish table, covered in brown and orange tones, with a large cornucopia as a centerpiece. The kitchen door swung open.

"Looks great, Sirius," Harry said. Sirius beamed with pride. They watched as he placed the large turkey upon the table with caution. He picked up a large cutting knife, and said

"Remus, would you do us the honor of cutting the turkey? It's a very important job to muggles, you know." So, Remus got up, and after a few photographs, began to cut into the bird caustically.

They had eaten themselves into a "turkey-coma," as time went by. Teddy had passed out hours ago from all the sugar he had consumed, so the adults had some time to talk freely amongst themselves. "Okay," Sirius began. "To finish off the holiday, muggles usually go around the table and say what they are thankful for. I'll go first. I am thankful for my wonderful husband, Severus. Without him, I would have gone mad with this party hours ago." Severus smiled back at Sirius.

"I am thankful for Sirius. Without him, my life would not be complete." Sirius smiled at Severus, and kissed him lightly. Awing could be heard around the room. Remus spoke next.

"I'm thankful for my wonderful wife, charming son, and..." Tonks finished for him.

"...and a new addition to our family."

"That's wonderful!" Hermione squealed, hugging both Tonks and Remus.

"Nice one, Mooney," Sirius said with a smirk.

"Alright, whose next?" Severus said impatiently.

"I'll go," Harry said. "I'm thankful for my family being so accepting of my relationship with Draco. Yes, even you, Severus."

"Me too, Severus. Thanks," Draco said, and in his second attempt for the evening, actually received a hug back from his godfather.

"So, 'Moine," Ron said. "What are you thankful for?" She hit his leg playfully, and with a smile, picked up her left hand, where a beautifully polished diamond glittered on her ring finger. "We're getting married!" she squealed again. Sirius and Remus shook his hand. Harry clapped him on the back, saying "Took you long enough."

The clatter died down after a few drinks were passed around, and even the adults now had started dropping like flies where they sat. Stretching, Draco said, "I think I'd better take Harry home for some rest. He isn't a very good drunk." So, putting Harry's jacket back on hi, and wrapping his scarf loosely around his neck, Draco brought Harry into the hallway, where they apparated back to their flat.

"We'd better get going, too," Tonks said, scooping a snoring Teddy into her arms. "It was a lovely party, though. Thanks for inviting us." Hugs were given, as they walked into the hallway.

"If I don't take Ron home now, I'm not sure he can be held accountable for his actions," and with they, the too left. Finally, Sirius and Severus were left alone.

"Thank you, Severus. For today. I couldn't have done it without you." He walked over to his lover, wrapping his arms around him.

"As long as this doesn't become a chronic thing, you are always welcome." The two closed the gap separating their lips. Sirius pulled his head back form the kiss, his arms still around Severus.

"Well, I'd better start planning for Christmas," and Severus groaned.

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Sammie: Yay Thanksgiving! I love turkey yes I do, I love turkey how 'bout you?!?!?

Joceline: Samantha for the love of all that is good in this world STOP!

Sammie: Fiine, but I think ol' Sevvy is really sweet and cute here, well when hes talking with Sirius that is. :)

Joceline: That's kind of the point Samantha!

Sammie: MEH! Happy Thanksgiving people! REVIEW OR I WILL CRY! Oh and I'd like to point out that I'm WELL aware that Thanksgiving is an American Holiday, but Sirius is a freak and wanted to try it.