Nightmare Before Christmas.

Summary: Master of Death, Harry Potter finds himself in a new world after making a wish, filled with wonderful and terrifying things, he never felt more at home. now thirty years later after a great Halloween night, Harry noticed something wrong with his friend. Jack Skillington, the Pumpkin King of Halloween Town, who in his misguided way decides to bring Christmas to the world. Halloween style. Can Harry stop this his friend in time before its to late to save Christmas? Slash. Cross dressing.

(ME) well, I found myself back in lock-down and this has given me a lot of time to work on my stories. Also puzzles and chores. Sad but I see why its needed, I hope you are all okay and doing well in this trying time.

We are getting closer to the end now two more chapters to go ^^ hope you enjoy this as I wasn't the best at trying to write people singing lol

Oh, no beta so sorry for any mistakes.

Enjoy everyone ^^

Warning: Slash and Crossdressing, some spooky moments ^^ oh and singing.

"talking?"

'thoughts'

"singing"

Chapter 7

The next few days the town gathered and papered, with all of them having their orders, each and everyone was hard at work getting their areas ready to start making toys. Even more so than preparing for Halloween.

All of them we're getting ready for Christmas. Harry was in the makeshift dressing room hard at work, sitting at a small table with a sewing machine, red cloth laid across it. He was sewing Jack's new outfit even though his heart wasn't in it, he will do his best. The last few nights He had been sleeping in the dressing room, he could flip the tent cloth over and it closed him in, a little magic and his chair turning into a bed. It wasn't idle by for now it will do. He looks up and sees an 'XMas' sign being placed over the sign on the city hall, instead of day to Halloween it read 35 days to Christmas. All around him, everyone busy when the music suddenly filled the air.

All around him the town started singing their new song.

"This time, this time. Making Christmas." Everyone sang.

"Making Christmas." The accordion player sang gruffly and quickly. He wasn't a singer and his voice showed it.

"Making Christmas, making Christmas. Is so fine." The mayor sang, driving the snow buggy up a ramp as the creatures quickly assemble it in front of him. Singing along with him. "It's ours this time And won't the children be surprised It's ours this time."

"Making Christmas. Making Christmas. Making Christmas. Time to give them something fun." The bat and corpse kids sang as they bashed in a car and chopped off the head of a doll with a guillotine.

"Time to give them something fun. They'll talk about for years to come." The two witches sang when the monster from the lake popped out of their cauldron to join them. the Mayor with his happy face walked over as they all sang out "Let's have a cheer from everyone. It's time to party."

"Making Christmas, making Christmas." The creepy duck sang turning its head so the vampire could paint in its other eye. before the Vampires joined in again. "Snakes and mice get wrapped up so nice With spider legs and pretty bows."

"It's ours this time." The Bat child sang sweetly.

"Altogether, that and this. With all our tricks we're making Christmastime." a group of the corpse father, Devil, and werewolf sang as they made a new toy.

"Here comes Jack." Werewolf pointed out.

Peaking outside his little corner Harry watched with sad eyes at Jack looked about with overwhelming happiness. All he could do was watch on as everyone sung here undead hearts out.
Stepping out the gates of his home jack was overwhelmed by the support of his people. "I don't believe what's happening to me. My hopes, my dreams, my fantasies Hee, hee, hee, hee."

"Won't they be impressed, I am a genius. See how I transformed this old rat. Into a most delightful hat." Harlequin sang, placing the sax playing in some stocks, placing a rat with afoot as a feather on his head like a hat.

"Hmm, my compliments from me to you. On this your most intriguing hat. Consider though this substitute A bat in place of this old rat." Jack sang before moving on to the melting man, quickly stopping him from putting roadkill in a present. "Huh! No, no, no, now that's all wrong. This thing will never make a present. It's been dead now for much too long. Try something fresher, something pleasant. Try again, don't give up."

"Altogether, that and this With all our tricks we're making Christmastime..." Everyone sang.
Two months passed with such speed Harry didn't know where it went, he was nearly done with Jack's outfit but still, it pained his heart.

"This time, this time..." Everyone sang as they lowered the coffin onto the back of Jack's sled.

"It's ours!" Jack screeched joyfully.

Ghost brought out more presents and some of the creatures made a chain, passing the boxes along till they reached the corpse child, who dumped them into the back of Jack's sled.

"Making Christmas, making Christmas La, la, la. It's almost here. And we can't wait." Everyone sang. "So ring the bells and celebrate.'Cause, when the full moon starts to climb We'll all sing out."

"It's Christmastime Hee, hee, hee." Jack crackled turning when he saw floating skeleton dears behind him.

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Everything was ready. Only a few things were left now. Walking off the ramp that held the sled Jack made his way to where Harry was working. In the corner of the square.
Harry my dear friend, how are things coming. It's done now Jack, just a final fitting, and that it. Harry said pointing towards the suit that was hanging up.

"Marvellous." Jack walked over and quickly placed the suit on over his normal one. Other than a loose cuff on one hand the rest fit perfectly. And Jack said as much. "You have outdone yourself, Harry. I look just like Sandy claws."

Taking Jack's hand Harry leads him to the full-length mirror, as Jack puts on his fake beard harry took some white thread and started fixing the fitting on the loose cuff. he only needed to do a few more stitches to his wrist.

"You don't look like yourself Jack, not at all," Harry said with some sadness. This all seems so wrong, Christmas was a time of joy not scares.

"Isn't that wonderful?" Jack waved his arms about making Harry drop a stitch. Jack couldn't be happier that he didn't look like his old boring self, so hollow inside he had been now he was bursting at the seams with joy and excitement. "It couldn't be more wonderful!"

Frown Harry turned and grabbed the portrait of Jack off the wall pushing the 'Christmas Jack' back to show the old him. "But you're the Pumpkin King."

Taking it Jack snapped it in half making Harry gasp, he drew that for Jack. 'Oh Jack what happened to you.' Jack didn't see how shocked Harry was as he said. "Not anymore. And I feel so much better now."

Jack held his wrist back out to him, sighing Harry did the last bit as he talked. "Jack, I know you think something's missing. But..."

"Ow," Jack jumps when the needle pricks his finger. Sticking it into his mouth.
"Sorry." Harry quickly apologized.

"You're right, something is missing but what?" Harry looked so happy when Jack said that but it soon fell into a frown when Jack turned to face the mirror once more. taping his chin. "I've got the beard, the coat, the boots..."

"Jack, Jack this time we bagged him! Suddenly came from behind them. Looking in the mirror Jack saw Lock, Shock, and Barrel coming into town with a walking tub.

"This time we really did!" Lock said.

"He sure is big Jack!" Barrel commented from on top of the bag.

"And heavy!" Shock pointed out. Walking closer Harry watched on shocked, he had no clue what Jack had those three doing but he had a really bad feeling about this.

"Let me out!" A muffled voice called from the bag. When the bag opened the monster gasp and leaned back. Harry placed a hand over his mouth. Santa had his hands has over his head trying to move his hat from over his eyes. There were bits of candy sticking to his beard from what Harry could see. 'This is so wrong on so many levels.' he thought, his best friend had kidnapped Santa. 'so that's what he wanted Oogie's boys for.'

"Sandy Claws in person. What a pleasure to meet you." Jack said in awe, this was the man that had such a great holiday. walking over to the man. when he shakes his hand he saw they reminded him of Harry though sandy claws were much smaller, covered in black gloves. "Why you have hands! You don't have claws at all."

Taking his hand back Santa finally pushed his hat back up and is shocked at all the horrible creatures around him. "Where am I?"

"Surprised, aren't you? I knew you would be. You don't need to have another worry about Christmas this year." Jack said joyfully. Not seeing how concerned the red man became at that news.

"What?" Santa said confused.

"Consider this a vacation Sandy, a reward. It's your turn to take it easy." Jack nodded. Picking some of the candy from the man's white beard.

"But there must be some mistake!" Santa said he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He didn't have a break on the most important night of the year.

"See that he's comfortable." Jack order when they were about to put him back in the bag Jack halted them. "Just a second fellows. Of course, that's what I'm missing."

With a quick swipe of his hand, he took the hat from Santa's head.

"But..." Santa reaches out to stop the skeleton but jack moved back. Harry couldn't believe his eyes.

"Thanks!" Jack thank him not seeing what he did as wrong.

"You just can't..." He was cut off as the kids put him back in. "Hold on where are we going now?"

"Ho ho ho." Jack placed his hands on his hips practising. "No, that's not right. ho ho ho."

"This is so much worse than I thought, much worse." Harry felt like pulling his hair out when an idea hit him. "I know..."

Sneaking back into the castle was easy, going to his old room he bent down and took a jug from under his bed. On the label, it read fog juice. "That'll stop Jack in his tracks."

Sneaking out of the room he passes the lab glancing inside he observed Dr. Finkelstein working on a new creation. 'Looks like my new replacement is underway' Harry thought.

"What a joy to think of all we'll have in common." Harry pulled a face when he saw the doctor open his brain and give half to the new creation. 'Okay, that is gross.' The doctor carried on talking. "We'll have conversations worth having."

Shaking his head, Harry made his way out. He had no time for this, he needed to stop Jack from making the biggest mistake of his undead life.

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"Look," Blue said suddenly, pointed towards the road. They had been hiding on the roof for a while now.

Green pulled Orange along and stop beside their sister, she sneers at her eyes fall on the kids coming towards them. "The brats are back then. About time, It's been boring waiting here for so long."

"What do they have?" Blue asked out loud her head tilting as a large bag was now in the waking tub, it was moving and very nosey.

"Whatever it is this doesn't bod well," Green answered. "It never is when those three are involved."

"Not good, not good," Orange whispered.

Ducking down they waited as the three made their way inside the treehouse. Listening as the kids grunted and planted as they moved something. Giving each other looks Blue and Green moved to the window, Green pulling Orange along.

"Don't do this," Santa called out as he was lead to a pipe in the wall, the kids laughing at his words. "Naughty children never get any presents..."

He was cut off as they shoved him into the pipe, he grunted every time they pushed him but the pipe was too small and he wasn't using his powers to make it easier for these naughty kids.

"I think he might be too big." Shock panted. Using a broom to shove at Santa but he nearly moved.

"No, he's not. If he can go down a chimney, he can fit down here!" Lock shoving harder with a grunt.

The three fairies watched on in fear, they knew where that pipe lead. Grabbing their Orange coloured sister they made their way from the window to a drain that leads to below. The treehouse sat on a little bit of land that was surrounded by a deep gully. They needed to make sure the big red man was alright in Oogie's lair.

As they crawled down the vent they heard the red man make his way down the pipe, they moved even quicker when they hear the music start-up and then a voice that sent shivers down their spine began to sing. Seeing a vent covering they peak through the bars with wide eyes.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?" A sack creature sang. Oogie Boogie, the famous Boogieman of Halloween. "Sandy Claws, huh? Oh, I'm really scared. So you're the one everybody's talkin' about, ha, ha."

They there could do nothing as Oogie played around, dancing around with his gambling equipment.

"You're jokin', you're jokin' I can't believe my eyes You're jokin' me, you gotta be. This can't be the right guy." Oogie sang, walking around Santa, he spans him around on the table. "He's ancient, he's ugly. I don't know which is worse. I might just split a seam now. If I don't die laughing first.
Mr. Oogie Boogie says. There's trouble close at hand. You'd better pay attention now. 'Cause I'm the Boogie Man. And if you aren't shakin' There's something very wrong 'Cause this may be the last time. You hear the boogie song, ohhh."

"Ohhh." Three skeletons in chains sang. Starting the three fairies to jump and huddle together.

"Ohhh." Oogie Boogie sings pushing the lever on a vice to spin and go down onto two other skeletons that sang along. "Ohhh."

"Ohhh." Oogie grabs some chains that had glowing bats on them.

"Ohhh, he's the Oogie Boogie Man." the bats sang with high tone voices.

"Release me now. Or you must face the dire consequences." Santa sang, three slot machines slowly heading towards him. "The children are expecting me. So please, come to your senses."

Just as they were about to shoot him Oogie grabs him and pulls him away. Instead, he starts dancing with him, spinning him around. "You're jokin', you're jokin' I can't believe my ears. Would someone shut this fella up."

With a kick, he knocks the dizzy Santa back down. "I'm drownin' in my tears It's funny, I'm laughing. You really are too much And now, with your permission, I'm going to do my stuff. Oogie Boogie."

"What are you going to do?" Santa asked worriedly.

"I'm gonna do the best I can." Suddenly the blue room filled with lights flashing about. it looked more like a Vegas night club now. Oogie dances about with his dice throwing them about. "Oh, the sound of rollin' dice. To me is music in the air 'Cause I'm a gamblin' Boogie Man. Although I don't play fair."

The dice bounced around the room till they hit Santa in the face. Oogie grins as he pulls down a rope with a hook on the end. it attaches it to Santa's tried hands and hoists him up. "It's much more fun, I must confess. With lives on the line. Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy. Now that'd be just fine.

"Release me fast or you will have to. Answer for this heinous act." Santa rage as the rope pulled him up into the air before lowing him into the centre.

Oogie laughs, he pushes a handle of a spinning wheel with a skeleton on it around and around, having so much fun, "Oh, brother, you're something You put me in a spin. You aren't comprehending. The position that you're in."

Making his way over to Santa he grins evilly as he places his arm around him. All round them dark creates slowly made their way over the room going dark till there was only one blue light over Santa.

"It's hopeless, you're finished. You haven't got a prayer 'Cause I'm Mr. Oogie Boogie. And you ain't going nowhere." He laughs evilly. Upstairs his little gang joined in.

The three little Fairies face glances at each other in horror before flying away as quickly as their wings could move, they had to get to Harry immediately.

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^^ will the Fairies get to Harry in time before Oogie dose something, will Christmas be saved in time. Well you have to keep reading to find out.

Until next time on Nightmare Before Christmas.