Title: A Fawkes-y Carol (prompts: carols, Fawkes, treacle tart)
Word Count: 100
Rated: G
A/N: So it wasn't until the next day or so, that I realized I could've used the treacle tart prompt in "Squashed," so I had to use it this time, if only to get it taken care of.

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Harry looked at the desserts offered. He desperately wanted a treacle tart, but that wasn't a good idea. Treacle stuck to his teeth, and he didn't want that to happen during the Yule Ball.

He looked across the floor where Neville was sitting with Ginny laughing. I should've asked Ginny, he thought, I know her better than Parvati.

A bright flash caught his attention. Fawkes had just appeared at Dumbledore's seat, and was trilling. The faint phoenix song drifted to Harry, and he relaxed.

It was only later that he realized Fawkes had been trilling "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen."