A/N: Snape is kind of out of character but its Christmas. And I picture our dear Severus as having a fun and sweet side! And he behaves like a kid at Christmas like any self-respecting person should. I tried the romance stuff but I don't think it worked well bare with me please. There is a little bit of Slash in this chapter very, very mild Colin/Harry probably the only chapter with anything mentioned other than just implied.
Christmas at Hogwarts
Albus Dumbledore loved Christmas more than any other time of the year and if it was possible his blue eyes twinkled more than they usually did. He prided himself on picking out the perfect gifts for his staff. Each gift was unique to the professor.
He always wanted to open the presents together in a group before breakfast in the staff lounge. But the only thing that they could agree on was that they were not doing that. So each year he consented to allow them to open their gifts in the quarters or where ever they happened to be sleeping. This year he gave in like the good head master he was, but he decided that his staff of esteemed professors would receive his presents in the great hall. And they being the childlike professors that they were would just have to deal with it or he could not give them their gifts. He also expected them to bring his gifts to breakfast. What he didn't realize was that there was the not so ridiculous notion that he might not get any.
So he sent each of them an owl explaining this new policy and he wound up having to explain his reasons to most of his professors because apparently using the sayings 'because I'm the Headmaster and that's why' and 'because I said so' doesn't quite cut it anymore. It always worked with the students.
T'was the night before Christmas and all through the dungeons the only thing stirring was not a mouse. In fact they were doing just that stirring. Severus Snape stood there in his robes of black stirring a cauldron of the wolfsbane potion that he was forced to make.
When they finished the infernal potion Professors Snape and Sinistra were once again having a private party involving cards, alcohol and very few items of clothes. This time they did not get smashed just inebriated enough for them to have some good unclean fun. Severus said things to his opponent that not only made her blush but these lewd remarks could have made a sailor blush. Sinistra never one to be out done added her own colorful innuendos to the conversation.
"Severus," she purred as she entered the room wearing Severus' black nightshirt. He stared at her as he poured them both another glass of wine. " I think that you should come over here and kiss me before I jump you and take you right here!"
"And you think that I'd have a problem with that because?" He asked as inched closer to her face. She started to run her fingers through his hair as he caressed her cheek with a gentleness that never ceased to surprise her. She tilted her head up and let him instigate the kiss. He started the kiss chastely and kept control of the kiss. He opened his mouth and urged her response. His hand drifted and caressed up and down her arms as he deepened the kiss. They battled for control as the kiss took over. They stood up and stumbled over to the bed; Severus still placing kisses on her face, and her neck. They lay there teasing each other with kisses and touches.
Severus lay there with her sleeping soundly in his arms; he was gently lulled to sleep by her steady breathing. They lay there tangled in each other until the early morning sun crept into the dungeons.
Severus Snape woke up early on Christmas morning. He always did even as a young child. He was up at six every year and this year was no different. However the woman that he was sleeping with was never awake by six. Hell, sometimes she wasn't even asleep by six. So as one can imagine her wake up call was not well received that morning. Severus got up and dressed in his incredibly sexy black pajama bottoms and decided that it was time for his companion to get up as well.
"Get up. Hey get up off your lazy arse before I…" Snape was cut off by Sinistra's pillow slamming in to his face.
"Go away!" came the muffled response as she buried her head further under the pillows. Snape took one of his long bony fingers and poked her in the side. He proceeded to poke her repeatedly until she got up.
"Come on," he whined sounding like an indignant child who was caught with his hand in the cookie jar, "I want to open my presents."
"If you don't stop poking me Severus Snape, you wont be alive to open your presents." She threatened as she tightly wrapped her hand around his thin wrist. She sat up scowling her and said, "Give me my shirt, do you know what time it is?"
"It is six o'clock in the morning; a perfectly suitable hour to wake up." He said as he tossed her the black nightshirt that she had been wearing the night before.
"Not for an astronomer." She snapped as she dressed in the shirt before she collapsed back on to the pillows.
"Get up," he said in that no-nonsense tone that he liked so much. When she refused to move he yanked the covers off of the bed, and then he grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her over his right shoulder.
"Put me down, NOW!" She squealed while beating on his back with her fists. He carried her into the living room and dropped her unceremoniously on to the couch. He smirked at her and she stuck her tongue out, "Fuck you. Sleep. Gifts."
"You are quite charming in the mornings aren't you?"
"I'm NOT a morning person, and come to think of it neither are you what are you on?"
"Its Christmas."
"That's not an excuse. Presents now or I'm going back to bed." She said trying to escape the couch. He grabs her around the waist and pulls her back on to the couch.
"You don't want me to tie you up to keep you there do you?" He said pulling her on to his lap. She rolled her eyes as he summoned the presents to the couch.
"How kinky." She said with a grin. She settled in to his lap and placed her head on his bare shoulder. She absently played with his long hair. She kissed him deeply before saying, "I think I like this better."
"I find that surprising." He said raising an eyebrow, and then he graced her with a truly rare smile.
"You know you're cute when you smile." She said brushing his hair behind his ear. "After we finish, love, can we go back to bed?"
"If that's what you want to do." He said with a wink. She blushed and rolled her eyes and grabbed her first gift.
Bows and wrapping paper went flying as the two of them tore into their gifts.
The Gryffindor students held Christmas in their own fashion. It involved lots of butter beer and sneaking into Hogsmeade and going to Honeyduke's to buy tons of sugar filled goodness. They bought a stash that would make Albus Dumbledore proud. They had a party that lasted the whole night. Who else but Fred, George, and Lee planned them party. They did have help from Hermione, Parvati, and Katie their girlfriends respectively.
The common room was decked out. They hung mistletoe and other decorations. They piled the presents around the tree. They let the party begin and the eleven Gryffindors danced the night away. They played games of spin the bottle, truth and dare, and two rousing games of twister.
"Right foot blue," Ron called. Since he was Cho-less he didn't want to get in an awkward position with someone else's girl or with one of his brothers. They were playing in groups of 5. The first group was Harry, Colin, Ginny, Seamus, and Lee. Lucky Ginny, she was the only girl in the first game. She was twisted under Lee and around Seamus; Harry was wobbling around until he fell and brought Colin down on top of him. Both boys blushed and then Harry to everyone's amazement pulled Colin's head down so he could kiss him.
That game ended with Lee winning because Seamus managed to get his legs around both Ginny and Lee. Ginny only managed to last one more call.
"Right hand yellow." Ginny lost her balance and plopped down face first.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah." Lee started chanting as he did the chicken dance. Thankfully he was stopped before he could finish by the twin's and their water balloons. The next game was Fred, George, Parvati, Hermione, and Katie. Hermione, who at first refused to play, won. Parvati and George were two distracted by each other to make it very far. (Horny little buggers aren't they.)
The gaggle of Gryffindors slept in a circle around the tree that night. They wanted to see just who delivered the presents, and when they came. Well none of them were paying attention to the tree except maybe Ronnie. No, Ron was trying to sleep and not think about everyone and their snogging partners. After all he was without and didn't want to think about what everyone was doing and what he was missing. All that snogging was more than his adolescent mind could take. So he jumped up and grabbed some parchment from his bag. And with red ink he wrote a love letter to Cho. This particular letter would however be intercepted by his "well meaning" siblings and placed under their intense scrutiny.
The next day everyone was woken to ice cold water balloons complements of the Weasley twins and one Lee Jordan at the ungodly hour of six in the morning. The only response that this got was…well nothing. When that didn't get their housemates up they twins started singing Christmas carols really loud and really off key. This managed to get them eight white and fluffy pillows chucked at them. Once they managed to rouse the rest the started handing out presents and they tore into them without a care for the mess they were making.
Minerva McGonagall was getting ready in her quarters for Mad-Eye Moody to arrive. They two of them were going to a restaurant for their Christmas dinner. She was wearing elegant but plain dress robes. She had a plan that she was forming it involved Sirius and Remus and help from the new muggle studies professor. They had to keep it a secret from everyone. Which may be difficult because Remus was involved with the new defense professor Fleur Delacour, whom he was visiting for the holidays.
A sudden knocking on her door startled her from her evil plotting. She threw open her door and there stood Alistair Moody, in all his mad glory, on her doorstep with a dozen red roses in his hands. She invited him in and she placed the roses in a vase, and grabbed her cloak and they were off to dinner.
The next morning around eight she once again found Alistair at her door bearing gifts. She offered him some tea and then in a very prudent manor she opened her gifts, whereas Moody ripped his open.
"Remus your dog is staring at me," exclaimed Fleur as she opened the door.
"Padfoot go find Hagrid. Can I come in now?" He said giving her a very sexy grin. She stepped aside and ushered him in only to jump his old bones the minute that he was in the room.
Remus received two owls and decided that he wanted to get back at Snape for everything and this would be just the trip. He wanted to be alone with Fleur. He spent the whole night there with a whining Padfoot at the door until they took pity on him and let him sleep on the couch. That Christmas morning Remus and Fleur also tore into their presents. Sirius would just have to wait until later to get his.
Everyone except of course the Headmaster opened the presents that morning because he chose to wait until everyone was in the great hall. We he would also find out what they all received from each other. It was custom that all staff members exchanged gifts no matter what their relationship was.