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Mr. Grinch
James Vs. Christmas. Will James Potter Finally Get In the Christmas Spirit?
By
Sierra Sitruc
Winter Wonderland
Sleigh bells ring
are you listening
in the lane
snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
we're happy tonight
walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song
as we go along
walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say: Are you married?
we'll say: No man
But you can do the job
when you're in town
Later on
we'll conspire
as we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
the plans that we've made
walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
and pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman
until the other kiddies knock him down
When it snows
ain't it thrilling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play
the Eskimo way
walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
walking in a winter wonderland
Chapter 3
10 Days Until Christmas
Lily woke up, with one idea in mind.. .Making James like Christmas. He was going to enjoy something about the holiday for once, and not just her cookies.
Her eyes cast around the empty dorm and ignored the three French hens (just rolled her eyes at them) and fell on her window--snow. Lots of snow...Newly fallen snow..
It didn't take a genius to figure out what Lily had planned for our dear James Potter.
She pranced out of bed, and began bundling up, mittens, ear muffs, cloak, boots, thick socks--heavy duty. All in Christmas colors of course. When she came out of her dorm, she looked like something closely related to that singing candy cane on her trunk.
She went across the hall and knocked on James' dorm door, when there was no answer, she took the liberty of walking right in.
Lily found three boys sleeping soundly, looking quite peaceful. Lily came across James' bed and looked at him. And this sweet looking boy is the Grinch? She thought to herself, as she got up the courage to 'wake the beast'.
"James," Lily whispered, she jumped on his bed, the familiar jingling from her hair ties tinkling about. "James, wake up!" Lily said a little louder. "James!" She whispered harshly.
James jumped up abruptly, and knocked heads with Lily. "Ouch!" The two sat back for a moment, Lily still beside him, rubbing their heads--they looked pretty irritated with one another.
"Evans! What are you doing in my bed?! Is this a nightmare?!" James whispered loudly, so they wouldn't wake Remus and Sirius.
"We're going out," Lily answered. "Outside, that is," She corrected, lest he "get any ideas".
"B-but--it's cold outside!" James complained, getting out from under his covers, and Lily was thankful that he'd worn pajamas...
"James! Your wearing pajamas!" Lily exclaimed quietly, and burst into silent giggles and fell on his bed--not seeing James' intense blush.
"It was cold!" James defended himself. "Now leave so I can get dressed!"
"Wow, you're actually coming?" Lily asked, surprised that he was agreeing so easily.
"Err...Don't make me change my mind, Lily!" James snapped, and Lily left quickly, muttering something about 'blue pajamas! Hufflepuff colors...'
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They met up a few minutes afterward, and James looked, like a pumpkin of sorts--but a red Gryffindor one, maybe a holly berry. He was so heavily covered for the weather, it was humorous.
Lily saw him come into the common room, and immediately burst into laughter, and James took it like a man. "I'm not going to freeze my arse of, thank you very much."
"You won't! Please--at least take off the fourth sweater!" Lily begged through her giggling.
"Fine, fine--be picky," James said snootily, lifting his chin, but it only made Lily laugh more.
James went back upstairs and changed once more, and came down looking normal.
"Okay, you, handsome stud you, let's get moving." Lily said, and grabbed his gloved hand and dragged him out the portrait hole, too quickly for him to get a comment for her last remark.
Once on the snowy grounds, Lily proceeded to teach James how to make a snowman.
"Just roll it again and again over the snow, so it collects layers," she instructed, and James managed to get something that had the looks of a squashed roll. Compared to Lily's part of the snowman, it looked like a piece of poop, and James, being the cynical little Grinch he was, of course pointed it out.
"Mine looks like a piece of poop!" James whined.
Lily giggled, "It was only your first try--try again, until you get something that looks more...Well, like--err...never mind, just make it look more like mine."
"Ha, that'll be the day hags sing nicely and you and I have a sleepover and tell each other secrets." Lily found this amazingly funny, and started another fit of giggles. "Fine, laugh all you want. I'm being quite serious... Don't hurt yourself..."
"Sorry, but my morning started by finding three French Hens in my room--that's a sure sign that something funny was going to happen."
"Well, this isn't funny and you're laughing anyway." James pointed out.
"True." Lily calmed down, finally, and began putting the snowman together. "Go get two sticks please--branches you know," she instructed.
"You sure are feeling bossy today." James said.
"Yes, but when I'm dealing with you--I can't control the authority that comes out. I feel like I'm dealing with a child."
"Hey! I resent that--I'm--."
"Shut up, admit you are as immature as the 1st years."
"Okay--sometimes, maybe."
"Ha!" Lily laughed triumphantly.
"But, I'm smart--"
"That's got nothing to do with it! Look at Snape!"
"Good point."
"I wouldn't say anything that was pointless."
"Yeah, right. This conversation in itself is probably pretty pointless," James said.
"Yeah." An awkward silence filled the air, and James went in search of branches.
He came back with several different kinds. "I wasn't sure what kind you wanted--so I got a bunch."
"Thank you, James," Lily said politely.
"What are they for anyway?" James inquired, walking up beside Lily, staring at the three snow balled figure that was a little shorter then himself, who was 5'11.
"His arms of course!" Lily said picking out two branches that were even on the ends.
"Oh...stick arms." James said nothing, but Lily knew he was withholding a remark.
"Got any rocks around here?" Lily asked.
"Err...No, I don't carry rocks around in my pockets." James said, looking worriedly at her.
"How else is he going to get a face? Go find some--and can you conjure a carrot?"
"No...Well, I think I can conjure the rocks and the carrots out of snow..." James started forming a carrot shaped snow figure, and transformed it easily, the transfigured some snow pellets into rocks. "Perfect." James said, admiring his handiwork.
Lily took the rocks, and made the snowman a face and mouth and a few buttons down the front; then took the carrot and stuck it smack in the middle of his face. "Oh, my masterpiece! This is the best snowman I ever made!"
"How many have you made?"
"Two."
"Ah--"
"This is the third one."
"Third times a charm!" James said perkily, and Lily just rolled her eyes. "What's his name then?" James asked, like it was the most sensible question in the world.
Lily thought for a moment. "Hubert?"
"No... He looks like a Harry."
"Yeah--but he needs glasses to be a Harry." Lily said haughtily.
"True, hold on a second..." James pulled off his glasses and put them on the snow man.
"Now you can't see, James!" Lily giggled.
"Stop giggling--say hello to Harry now." Lily giggled again.
"H-hello H-Harry." She could hardly talk through her giggling. "He--he looks like a preacher!"
"Then it looks like we're getting married!" The two stepped several feet away from one another. "I say he looks more like a clown."
"Until the Slytherins knock him down of course." Lily said, "They'll want to kill him, you know."
"Ah! They will--I have to save Harry!" James began pushing snow about, making a protective wall.
"James--this'll take too long!" Lily said, pointing out the obvious.
"Stop your jabbering and get down here and help, woman!" James was now on his hands and knees, shaping the snow blindly, as his glasses were still on Harry.
Lily sighed and got down beside him to help. Some things you just couldn't argue with.
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A/N Thanks to all the reviewers...You are all so nice! It must be the Christmas Spirit that is making you review! *Laughs* Merry Christmas in...18 days! 18 days until my birthday!!
Continuing, I've decided to *try* and post the last chapter to this on the 23rd. I'm hoping I can get it all done by then! I'm going to be feeling VERY pressured, but I think I can do it.
Let's try for...90 reviews this time? Please?? *puppy face* I'd love you all forever!!! And that's saying something, considering the average person can only love 12 people...Or was it only *do* love 12 people...Or was that some other survey entirely?
Anyway, review and I'll love you...90 isn't too much! And you have NO idea how surprised I was to see the review stats at 71!!!
Chapter 4:
Things get a little sad, as we find out more about Lily. There's quite a few flashbacks, which I worked my arse off on! I redid them once, and I'm still not happy with them...I almost put them in the prologue just for the heck of it--but decided it was better the way I do it. She gets a letter from home is all I'm going to say. I hope I don't depress you!
I'm very glad that all of you like it. Strangely enough, I do know someone who acts a lot like James does in some ways...My dad. He hates Christmas, but not entirely. And as we go to the next chapter Lily is based off of him as well--seeing her dad died. My dad's dad died when he was 7 around Christmas time...So, you can see where I get a lot of my ideas from. :-)
Sucks to be born on Christmas, when your dad finds it as an annoyance and a pain in the butt!
One more time--thanks for the reviews!!!!!!!!!!!! You've all really made my day! I feel 10 times happier!!
*~Sierra~*