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"So I show appreciation for the little gifts that have been given to me."
-Terrence Howard
Chapter 11: Disbelieving Bill, Charlie being Tackled, Butchering Songs, and Christmas Day

"BILL!" Ginny and Beth yelled as they ran over to greet the eldest Weasley sibling.

Beth always thought of Bill, Charlie, and Percy as her older brothers. When she was scared; she'd go to Bill. When she wanted to have some fun; she'd go to Charlie. When she wanted to be read a story or had a question; she'd go to Percy.

"Hey squirts," Bill said as the two girls collided into him. "What have you been up to?" he asked them.

"Oh, you know. This and that," Beth said nonchalantly.

"Trying to maintain what's left of our sanity," Ginny added.

"You've only been doing that. I've lost my sanity ages ago. I'm surprised you haven't either," Beth said jokingly.

Bill looked at the two of them, amused.

"Oh? And when did you loose your sanity?" Ginny asked.

"When I punched those guys," Beth said.

"Wait. You punched who?" Bill asked.

"Some Slytherins in my year," Beth said.

"Why?" he asked.

Beth shrugged. "They pissed me off."

Bill had a strange look on his face. It was a cross between amusement and disbelief.

"Blimey. I never knew you had it in you," Bill murmured.

"Oh that's just the beginning," Beth said.

"Oh?"

"I had a screaming match with a teacher, and called said teacher a toad to her face. Defied the Ministry's judgment, and lost control of my magic. And that was all in one day," Beth continued.

"How many detentions do you have?" Bill asked.

"A month with McGonagall. But I only used it as a study period," she said.

Bill was flabbergasted.

-x-

Bill was at the kitchen table, deep in conversation, with Remus and Mr. Weasley (fresh out of the hospital) when Charlie arrived.

"CHARLIE!" Both David and Beth said as they tackled him.

"Sorry Charlie," David said sheepishly as he got off of him.

Beth just smiled and got off of him. She held out her hand and he gladly took it. She helped pull Charlie up onto his own feet.

"Hey," Charlie said.

But before Charlie got to say anything more, he was being tackled by the twins.

"Charlie! Really spiffing to see you!" Fred said.

"Yes, really corking," George added.

"Is anyone else planning to tackle me?" he asked.

"Don't think so," George said sounding confused.

"How come no one tackled me?" Bill asked. He looked a little put out.

"Well, Bill. When you arrived-"Fred started.

"-We were having an important business meeting with-"George continued.

"-Our financial backer,"Fred said.

"Then, we decided-" said George.

"-That we would tackle the first person we saw-"continued Fred.

"-and that happened to be our dearest Charlie," George finished.

"Why? Do you want to be tackled?" Fred asked mischievously.

"Because that can be arranged," George said.

"Oh no. That's not necessary," Bill said reassuringly, not liking the impish looks the twins were exchanging at the moment.

"Fred and George, don't you think you could get off of your brother? He must be very tired, and you two sitting on him isn't helping him at all," Remus finally spoke.

"Oh yeah," Fred said as he got off of Charlie.

"Sorry Charlie," George said.

"Thanks Remus," Charlie sat down at the table. He sighed in relief.

"No problem," Remus smiled.

Just then, Sirius walked into the kitchen singing really loud and off key.

"Standin' on your mama's porch, you told me that you'd wait forever. OH and when you held my hand, I knew that it was now or never. Those were the best days of my life," he sang. Then he noticed that everyone was looking at him.

"Oh. I thought no one was in here," he said.

"You know, that's a really good song, but you completely butchered it," Fred said.

"You have no idea how many times he had butchered perfectly good songs," Remus said.

"HEY! My singing isn't that bad!"

"Oh, but it is," Remus said. "I had to put up with your singing for years."

"How come you never told me?" Sirius asked.

"I did."

"Oh," Sirius said. He looked like he was trying to remember if Remus ever told him that he was a horrid singer.

Remus just rolled his eyes. He knew his friend too well.

-x-

Sirius Black woke up bright and early on the 25th of December. At the foot of his bed were presents-lots of presents. He grinned. He loves presents.

After opening most of his gifts, there was only one left. It was the biggest one of them all. He quickly tore off the wrapping paper and opened the box. Inside the box, was a scrapbook bounded in black leather. He opened it, and on the first page there was a note.

Dearest Sirius,

When we (Hermione, Ginny, and I) were trying to figure out what we were going to get you for Christmas, we all realized that nothing means more to you than you family and friends. Now, you're probably thinking 'I hate my family', but au contraire, we know who your REAL family is- Harry and Tonks (she is your cousin after all). So Ginny thought of this brilliant idea. Why don't we make Sirius a scrapbook of all of us? And that's exactly what we did. Since you were uh…away most of Harry's life, we decided to put pictures of Harry growing up in the scrapbook. All of the pictures start when he's eleven, because from what Harry has told us, the Dursley's would never take any pictures of him. Anyways, we truly hope you enjoy this.

Merry Christmas,

Beth, Hermione, Ginny

Page after page, there were pictures of Harry. Harry after his first Quidditch game, Harry having tea with Hagrid, Harry holding his Firebolt, Harry after the First Task of the TriWizard Tournament, the list just goes on and on. Near the end, the pictures focused more on Sirius' best friends. The Marauders and Lily during their seventh year, James and Lily at their wedding were a few. The one that brought back a lot of memories was taken at James' and Lily's wedding. Lily was in her wedding gown, and Remus had his arm draped over her shoulder and he was kissing her on the cheek. James had his arms wrapped around her waist and he was kissing her on her other cheek. Sirius was kneeling on the ground, kissing Lily's hand. Peter was in the picture, but it seemed like he had walked out of it.

"Slimy little rat," Sirius said bitterly as he thought of Peter.

The next picture was of Sirius sleeping on the floor, with James sleeping on the couch, his glasses askew, with baby Harry sleeping peacefully on his chest. Remus was poking Sirius in the arm and looked like he was shaking with laughter every time Sirius swatted his hand away.

"I don't remember taking that picture," Sirius said.

"That's because you were asleep, you dolt," the little voice in his head said.

On the last page, there was a picture of James, Lily, and Harry sitting on a park bench waving at the camera. Tears started to form in his eyes.

"Merlin, how I miss them. It was so unfair. Why them?" Sirius thought.

As he closed the book, he smiled. "This has to be the best present I've ever gotten."

-x-

George Weasley was rudely awakened by Fred jumping on his bed.

"Bloody Hell! George said.

"It's Christmas day, my dear twin! Now, I've got to terrorize- I mean wake up Ron, Harry, Charlie, and Bill," Fred said and with a pop, he was gone.

After opening several of his presents, he only had one left. He opened it, and found a mirror.

"A mirror? What the hell?" he thought. Then he noticed that a note came with it.

Georgie boy,

You're probably wondering 'A mirror? What the hell?' But this mirror is no ordinary mirror. Oh no. This is a two-way mirror. You say the name of the person you want to speak to, and then their face will appear. Then talk like it's going out of style! I also gave one to Fred and Hermione so you can talk to them as well. Enjoy!

Merry Christmas,

Beth

George smiled. Now he could talk to Beth whenever he wanted to!

"Best present ever," George murmured as he lay back down. Then he heard someone yelling.

"BLOODY HELL FRED!" someone bellowed.

"That sounded a lot like Bill," George thought.

"JUST BECAUSE I MENTIONED YESTERDAY THAT I WASN'T TACKLED WHEN I ARRIVED, DOESN'T MEAN THAT YOU SHOULD BLOODY TACKLE ME!"

"Yep. That's definitely Bill," George thought as he started to laugh.

"WELL, HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO!" Fred retorted. There was a thud and a door slammed shut.

"Bill just kicked Fred's arse!" the thought caused George to burst into another fit of laughter.

-x-

Bethany Cooper woke up to find that the rooms two other occupants were missing.

"Oh well. I guess I can open my presents alone," she thought.

First, she opened the gift from Ginny. It was a picture frame with a picture of Ginny, Beth, and Hermione at the Yule Ball. Next, she opened her gift from Hermione. It was a huge stack of CD's that she could listen to with the CD player that Hermione gave her for her birthday. She got a knitted sweater from Mrs. Weasley, and Fred gave her some of their joke products. Then she opened her gift that was from David, Ron, and Harry. When she opened the box, there was a brand new pair of Pointe shoes. She quickly read through the note that was in the box.

Beth,

When Ron and Harry came up to me and told me that they had no idea what they should get you for Christmas, an idea popped into my head. I remember you complaining about how your Pointe shoes were too small for your feet and that you would have to save up for a new pair. So I, being the perfect brother, decided to get you a new pair. So I asked Ron and Harry if they could pitch in. I really hope you enjoy them. Wait, I know you'll enjoy them. Happy Christmas!

Your perfect brother,

David

"He is the perfect brother," Beth mumbled. She gently set the box onto the floor next to her nightstand. She only had one present left to open and it was the biggest one of them all. She tore off the wrapping paper and took the top off. There was a small note lying on top of the tissue paper.

I knew you were lying when you said it was only a dress.

-George

She gasped.

"He didn't," she said as she slowly parted the tissue paper.

"HE DID!!" Beth shrieked as she pulled out the galaxy blue dress that she fell in love with that Hogsmeade trip months ago.

She did something that any girl would do in her situation. She screamed in delight.

-x-

Now everyone thinking that someone was in trouble ran to the source of the scream. Except all they saw was Beth holding a blue dress and jumping up and down.

"Bloody hell! We thought you were in trouble or something!" Ron said.

Beth completely ignored him and spotted the person she wanted to see-George. She tossed the dress onto her bed and ran towards George.

"GEORGE WEASLEY! YOU'RE MY FAVORITE PERSON EVER!" she said as she tackled him.

"So you like it?" George asked.

"Like it? I LOVE IT!!!"

A/N: Sooo, here's chapter 11! As always, let me know what's your favorite part of the story and feedback is appreciated. :)