Felicity strolled through the corridors of the castle. She was playing with the hat she had worn to sit outside and see the stars. The morning was fresh and inviting the joy of Christmas Eve was all over every ghost and teacher was preparing for the holidays. Felicity was also preparing as well just inside. She was enjoying the Christmas spirit and also the thoughs she had the previous night.

"DECK THE HALLS WITH BOUGHS OF HOLLY FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAAAA"Peves sang a solo, "TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAAAA And I don't remember the rest FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He completed the song with full sound. "Hello there emo girl!" Peves greated Felicity.

"Hello Peves spreading Christmas pranks this year?" Felicity laughed Emo girl was her nick name.

"No not this year thats my gift to you from me." Peves laughed

"How do you mean?" Felicity stoped laughing and looked at him.

"I heard you last night!" Peves Laughed even more

"Wh..wh...What!" Felicity nearly screamed.

"Yeah... 'I thought of you Harry I wish you had thought of me.'" Peves changed back his voice, "But don't worry I told you I'm not telling anyone i can't have Emo girl hating me more than life it's self can I?"

Felicity breathed easier. "Thank you.. and by the way the next lyrics are 'Don we now our gay apparel, Fa la la, la la la, la la la. Troll the ancient Yule tide carol, Fa la la la la, la la la la. See the blazing Yule before us, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Strike the harp and join the chorus. Fa la la la la, la la la la. Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la. While I tell of Yule tide treasure, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Fast away the old year passes, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Sing we joyous, all together, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Fa la la la la la la la la la la la'" She sang as peves took notes.

"Thank you Emo girl." Peves than left her spreading joy and annoyance with his holiday tune.

"You sing well." Felicity quickly turned around to see Ron walking close to her.

"Thank you." She quickly blushed.

"Can I uh talk to you?" Ron asked pointing towards the snowy outside.

"Sure but um how much of that did you hear exactly?" She blushed harder.

"Just you singing." Ron smiled slightly.

" Good." She followed Ron to the cold morning and the fresh snow.

"So I want to say I'm sorry that I was a jerk on the train I don't know what happened I just got pissy I guess. So I'm sorry"

"Thanks" Felicity smiled.

"You know Hermione talks about you quite a lot so does Harry." Ron said looking down at his feet, "Not all the time of course but it's enough to notice. Anyway I'd kind of like to know about you to."

"What is there to know?" She laughed at the thought that anyone talked about her.

"What's your favorite color? Favorite memory? Favorite animal? Least favorite anything?" Ron thought out loud

"Alright my favorite color is Vermilion an orange pinky color. My favorite animal is an eagle or owl. My least favorite fruit is passion fruit to many seeds. My least favorite muggle item would have to be something called a mixer it's loud and as far as I know does nothing. My favorite memory was my second Christmas I was with my dad and he gave me my first clay set a doll and the other most memorable thing was a picture of us together.

"He helped me make a frame for the picture, paint it, and set it up that doll belonged to my great great great grandmother." She smiled she still had that picture.

"Hm I see." Ron continued walking even though Felicity had stopped. Ron kept talking and Felicity watched she than made a snow ball and hit his head.

"AAAAAHHHHH" Ron screamed.

"Bulls eye!" Felicity laughed.

Ron turned around trying not to laugh as Felicity threw another snow ball that hit him squar on the nose.

Ron couldn't contain his laughter any more and soon a war errupted between the two. People walking by took pictures and even joined in. Snow flew constantly between Ron and Felicity whiel others helped build forts and make snowballs. Once the forts were built they too joined in on the action. By sunset they were drenched to the bone, breathing heavily, and signing a fake treaty that said Felicity had won.

"Congrats Felicity" Ron smiled. His team was Fred, George, Percy, Harry, and Professor McGonagall.

"It was a great game." Harry stood up from the ground.

"That was insane! We should do this every year!" Fred and George said in unison.

"It was most enjoyable." McGonagall brushed snow from her jacket. "But if you'll excuse me I have to get ready for the night. Happy Christmas eve everyone." She left taking off her gloves.

"I didn't know you had it in you Felicity it's nice to see this side of you." Percy smiled.

"Well boys it looks like we beat you." Hermione climbed out of the snow drift that she had fallen over. Felicity's team was Hermione, Emma Lee, and Gracy Walker two girls from Hufflepuff who had left before finding out who had won.

"Thanks for playing the game lady and gents. lets go get new clothes before we die of frostbite." Felicity laughed they all gave one last "WWWWOOOOOWWWWWHHHHOOOO" before heading inside where they regained the feeling in their hands. Felicity stayed with them before going to her room still smiling. She brushed her knoted soaked hair and changed into fleece pj pants and 'happy holidays' shirt and went to the common room with 'Charles Dickens A Cristmas Carol' She sat down to read by the fire but was intureupted.

"Ooo she's got a story!" Fred came down the stairs.

"Ooi everyone Felicity's got a story!" Goerge called running down the stairs. Once everyone had been assembled they begged her to read them her story.

"Alright alright." She gave in and everyone cheered. "Chapter one... Jacob Marley was dead..." she was cut off.

"What kind of a christmas story is that?" Ron asked.

"It's Christmas eve." Felicity laughed before continuing," There is no doubt what ever about that..." She read up until the first gohst, " 'Take me away spirit... Take me away from here.' Scroodge cried, ' the things I am showing you are meerly images from what was' the spirt soothed, 'take me away take me away take me away!' and Scroodge found himself in his bedroom when he heard the clock strike one."

"This is one intense book." Harry laughed.

"Would you rather me read how the Grinch Stole Christmas?" Felicity smiled.

"Well now I want to know how this one ends!" Percyleaned forward as to tell her to continue.

"Chapter three the second ghost of three..." She would have finished the chapter uninterupted untill, " they cling to me, appealing from their fathers. This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased. Deny it!'' cried the Spirit, stretching out its hand towards the city. ``Slander those who tell it ye! Admit it for your factious purposes, and make it worse! And bide the end!''

``Have they no refuge or resource?'' cried Scrooge.

``Are there no prisons?'' said the Spirit, turning on him for the last time with his own words. ``Are there no workhouses?''

The bell struck twelve.

Scrooge looked about him for the Ghost, and saw it not. As the last stroke ceased to vibrate, he remembered the prediction of old Jacob Marley, and lifting up his eyes, beheld a solemn Phantom, draped and hooded, coming, like a mist along the ground, towards him." Felicity took a breath but was cut off.

"What the bloody hell?" Ron screamed in horror. The twins clung to eachother, Harry was in fetal position, and Hermione who already knew the story was comforting Percy.

"I don't wanna to even picture it!" Fred squealed.

"I don't either... Is there even a happy ending?" George asked in deperation.

"Yes now listen,'The Phantom slowly, gravely, silently approached. When it came, Scrooge bent down upon his knee; for in the very air through which this Spirit moved it seemed to scatter gloom and mystery..." Felicity read the final words with gloom in her voice, In his agony, he caught the spectral hand. It sought to free itself, but he was strong in his entreaty, and detained it. The Spirit, stronger yet, repulsed him. Holding up his hands in a last prayer to have his fate reversed, he saw an alteration in the Phantom's hood and dress. It shrunk, collapsed, and dwindled down into a bedpost."

"TINY TIM!" weeped the twins.

"He was so oh" Percy cried into Hermione who was comferting both Percy and Harry.

"Whhat, What happens next?" Harry gulped.

Felicity started the end of the book, "Yes! and the bedpost was his own. The bed was his own, the room was his own. Best and happiest of all, the time before him was his own, to make amends in!..." When she closed the book she was light of heart and tone, "He had no further intercourse with Spirits, butlived upon the Total Abstinence Principle, ever afterwards; and it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God Bless Us, Every One!' The End" Felicity closed the book and was met with silence. "So what did you think."

"That was amazing!" They all said in unison.

"Captivating" Percy wiped away tears,

"Inspiring"Harry clapped

"Merry!" Ron joined in clapping

"Lovely" Fred said Smiling

"Extraordinary" George said.

"It's a ghost story it's supposed to be scarry. This one is a classic because of everything you just mentioned." Felictiy smiled and looked at the clock. it read 11:30.

"Time for my story." Hermione pulled out How the Grinch Stole Christmas and read it aloud. Lats just say it was full of laughs, tears, and many rhymes.

"Midnight time for bed." Felicity stood to leave.

"Um could we have a sleep over tonight?" Fred asked.

"Why?" Felicity laughed.

"That story scared us." George finished.

"Thats a great Idea." Hermione gathered blankets and pillows. Once they settled down they spoke for hours before finally sleeping.