Disclaimer~ I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters of JK Rowling. However, anything here that is not recognizable is mine.

~Hello people! Sorry for not updating in almost 20 days! But, I hope you enjoyed the last chapter. And if you didn't I'm sorry! Thanks to all who've reviewed. Reviews make me HAPPY!!! And I think that 66 is pretty good for a story like mine. THANKS SOO MUCH EVERYONE! Well…not much else to say…so…

On with the fic…

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          Six devious first years entered the common room in arrowhead form wearing smug expressions. James and Lily were in the lead with Robyn and Remus behind them who were trailed by Peter and Melanie. (a/n- Think Mighty Ducks…the flying "V" thingy.) They marched with their heads held high and twinkles in their eyes. Their bright eyes soon read 'disappointment', however, when they spotted Arabella and Sirius—together.

          The pair was sitting on the couch, wearing embarrassed, but happy expressions on their flushed faces. Their hands were dangling in an entangled embrace (a/n-my fancy-shmancy way of saying 'holding hands' if you didn't catch it) and they were so obviously—

          "TOGETHER?" screamed James as the arrowhead formation fell apart.

          "After all of this?" asked Lily, exasperated, "After I had to go through that pitifully humiliating acting experience?"

          "After I had to fake a stomach ache?" demanded Melanie.

          Robyn stepped up and cried, " After we spent all that time thinkin' up plans?"

          "When we could have been spending quality time together?" added Peter in the tone of a pacifist.

          Five sets of eyes looked at Peter strangely before turning to Remus who had yet to say anything, "Er…congratulations!" he cried.

          "Remus!" scowled Robyn.

          "What? I just think that it saved us a Sunday, that's all."

          "You know what, Remus?" Lily began. "You have a point. We really do need to work on that horrible potions essay Assisran assigned us. That stupid cow!"

          At this point a giggle was heard from the direction of Sirius and Arabella, whom the group had temporarily forgotten about in their moments of disapproval. They turned their heads just in time to see Arabella pull back from giving Sirius a quick kiss on the cheek. Her face was as red as a ripe cherry and her golden locks were bouncing gaily.

          "Oh, Merlin!" cried Lily, "I've just lost my inspiration." She marched to the stairs and mounted them, sticking her finger down her throat and faking a gag to show her disgust.

          "I regret saying this, but she's got a point," added James, heading upstairs and clutching his stomach.

          "Oh, hell. Why not?" asked Robyn with a shrug as she followed Lily up the stairs.

          There were several muttered, "yeah's" before the others followed suit. Arabella and Sirius remained on the couch, enjoying the novelties of First Day Syndrome.

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Arabella and Lily are in bed-Melanie and Robyn are asleep.

          "Lily?" asked a timid Arabella.

          "Huh?"

          "Are you mad at me?"

          "No."

          "Ok. Well, goodni—,"

          "It's just frustrating, you know?"

          "No."

          "After all we were going to do. After all that planning and then BAM, it's already done. And we missed it!"

          "Er...Lily. What are you talking about?"

          "Oh. Nothing."

          "Is this about me and Sirius?"

          "No," Lily stated too quickly to be truthful.

          "But what's wrong with us?"

          "Nothing."

          "Then why are you mad at me?"

          "I'm not mad at you!"

          "I know!"

          Lily rolled her eyes.

          "But Lily…don't you want me to be happy?" Arabella asked, obviously hurt.

          "Of course!"

          "Then…why are you mad—,"

          "I AM NOT MAD!"

          "Shhhh…you'll wake the others."

          "Then stop saying I'm mad when I'm not."

          "But you are!" Arabella said, convinced she was right.

          "No, I'm just…I dunno."

          "Maaaaad…," Arabella sung quietly.

          "SCARED, okay? I'm scared!" Lily randomly spat out the first emotion to come to her mind, instantly realizing it was true.

          "But what are you scared of? I'm not scary."

          "No. You aren't. But the idea of you forgetting about me because of Sirius is."

          "What's Sirius got to do with this?"

          "Well…now that he's your boyfriend you're not gonna have time for me or Mel or Robs."

          "Oh…but I wouldn't do that!"

          "You barely even noticed I'd entered the room earlier today."

          "That's not true!"

          "Fine, whatever. Lets just go to sleep. I need a fresh brain for tomorrow: potions essay."

          "Ok." Arabella said, unsure that the conversation should have ended.

          A few minutes passed by before Arabella opened her mouth again, "Lily?"

          "What?" sighed the redhead.

          "Am I really not scary?"

          "Goodniiiiiiiiiiight Bella."

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          Most everything was normal as the days passed on. The novelties of being a couple, in Sirius' and Arabella's case, waned as the days passed by. Those passing days flew and flew until the scent of holiday spirit hit everyone in the nose.

          It was after a particularly boring DADA lesson the six friends found themselves seated at the lunch table, welcoming the warm soup and freshly baked bread the house elves had prepared.

          "Sho." Sirius said through a mouthful of bread, " 'Ow many of you. Err shtayin ferr de herlidays?"

          "Oh. I'm not," immediately said Lily. "I've missed my mum and dad too much!"

          "What about your sister?" asked Peter.

          "What about her?" Lily asked in a not-so-caring tone.

          Peter shut up.

          "Oh…well, I'm not either," carefully approached Remus, "My gran's sick and I wanted to see her."

          "Oh…well. I'm not staying either," Robyn informed everyone.

          Sirius was getting fidgety, "Okay. Well. How about this, everyone who's staying raise your hand." Sirius immediately put up his hand. His normally goofy grin became a frown when he realized he was the only one with his hand raised.

          Arabella found his other hand, which was resting on his knee, and gave it a reassuring squeeze. It took all his effort to smile, and even then it was weak.

          "Hey Siri," started James.

          "What?"

          "You're not staying over Christmas."

          "I'm not?"

          "'Course not. You'll be at my place?"

          "I will?"

          "Yeah. And all of you…excluding Miss Temper-Tantrum-Ten-Times-A-Week are invited to my house for a new years party."

          "We are?" chorused the group, sans Lily, who grunted.

          "No, we aren't," said Arabella, changing her mind.

          "We aren't?" the group again chorused.

          "Nope, not without Lily, here. What's a party without Lily and James having a row to get it started?"

          "I dunno. We've never had one," said James, "And I don't plan on having one either! She's not coming to my house," James whined.

          "Oh, stop being a baby! Before we have to pull out the diapers!" teased Robyn.

          James stuck his tongue out at her; not realizing what he did was babyish.

          "Well, James," Lily smiled evilly, "It looks like you're not having that party after all."

          "What? No!" he cried.

          "Oh yes. Seems everyone loves me more." She smiled.

          "No, Lily. Nobody loves anybody more. But…it just wouldn't be fair if you couldn't come. So, James. Either you invite Lily…or Sirius will be moping around because he won't get to see Arabella. And you know how a mopey Sirius is."

          "Damn!" James muttered. "Fine, you can come Evans."

          "Yeah. Thanks. But I'm only coming to annoy you!" she smirked. James pouted. "Ohhh, come on Jamsie wamsie!" she said, putting on a baby voice, "You know you wuv me to widdle biddie pieces!"

          "On second thought, you both act like babies," added Robyn.

          "SHUT UP!" the two cried simultaneously.

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          A week before school was let out; a blanket of snow covered the Hogwarts ground, leaving several opportunities for Gryffindor vs Slytherin snowball fights and, in James' case, jinx-all-snowballs-to-hit-Lily-Evans fights. The snowfall was what really confirmed the holiday season.

From that point on, the holiday spirit was extremely contagious and several older students were caught kissing under mistletoe they had charmed to follow them so they could find the perfect partners. Most first years were happily bouncing around the hallways at the prospect of seeing their families, except, of course, those who could not go home for Christmas.

          All of Hogwarts were admiring the decorations that had been put up in the Great Hall and when it came time to board the Hogwarts Express, several students wished they had decided to stay at their true home, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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~Okay guys…I know that was kinda short…but I only had a teensy weensy widdle bitty bit of inspiration. I wanted to get into Christmas in the next chapter, so after a while I ran out of ideas! Well…anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Okies TTFN!

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