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Twas ten days before Christmas, the castle was without toil or trouble. The students slept peacefully in their beds, absolutely unaware of the catastrophe that was going to take place in the second year Gryffindor boy's dorms. Little Severus Snape quietly tiptoed up to the Astronomy Tower. He sat on the ground and looked solemnly up to the starlit sky. "Star light, star bright of the many stars I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, I wish my wish will come true tonight." With this prehistoric chant, little Severus whispered his greatest wish for only the stars to know. He looked up into the vast void of space with shining eyes and a hopeful smile. The boy then left the tower and the castle went back to the peace and tranquility that would only occur when a certain four boys were asleep.
Slowly the crescent moon faded into the sky and the sun rose from behind the snowcapped mountains. The students staying for Christmas slowly crawled out of bed and down to the Great Hall, all except for four boys. Without warning or sign a shriek rang from the topmost towers and sounded all the way to the down most dungeons. Professor McGonagall, queen of bone chilling stares left the hall to investigate the cause of the shriek. She ran up many flights of stairs until she reached the portrait of the fat lady. With the password said she crawled through the hole and ran up to the dormitory where the shriek rang out again. She breathlessly threw open the door of the second year boys dorms and looked down to see a black haired twelve-year-old in orange and red pajamas sobbing on the floor, holding a mirror in his hand. His arms were covered in large green boils. Professor McGonagall quickly remembered the other name, other then large green boils, for the boils. Dragon pox.
"Mr. Black, you are going to the Hospital Wing. Come on, get up." Sirius had no intention of getting up or risking having anybody in the school see him like this. He shrunk closer to the ground. "Mr. Black! Unless you want to risk your friends catching this, get up and come with me to the Hospital Wing." McGonagall could swear that she saw a grin spread across the face of Sirius. If he would not cooperate then she would find a way to take him to the Hospital Wing herself. Sirius gave out a yelp and he found himself hovering a foot from the ground.
"Go away!" Sirius whined as he viciously scratched his arm. McGonagall sighed and led him out the door, through the common room, through the portrait hole, down many flights of stairs and to the Hospital Wing. The entire way down Sirius argued with McGonagall. Whether it was on homework or house-elves, Sirius wanted to make McGonagall miserable as he hovered. When they finally reached the waiting room, the irritated professor considered cursing Sirius. Sirius could see this quite clearly. Sirius was quite enjoying this. McGonagall left her moaning student to check on the three other boys in his dormitory. She only made it half way up the stairs to find James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew slowly making it down the stairs. Both Remus and Peter had green spots covering their arms. James had an amused smile on his face, mainly because he was the only one without Slytherin colored spots on his skin.
"Don't worry about me Professor, I've had dragon pox" James said with a smug smile on his face.
"Good Mr. Potter. Then you will be able to help Madam Pomfrey with the three patients." James smile fell. He gave McGonagall a look of the utmost loathing. He knew she was evil, but making him become a slave to Sirius Black was downright malevolence.
"But Professor, It's Christmas break" James cried.
"And where else to spend it then helping out your friends. You were planning to spend the break fooling around with them, where you not?" James muttered something that McGonagall could not quite catch and stared at her with a stare that would rival hers. Without anymore arguing they helped the other two down to the Hospital Wing. They opened the door just in time to see Sirius and Madam Pomfrey yelling at each other. The thirty- year-old witch looked ready to curse him. She looked from McGonagall to James to Remus to Peter.
"Minerva you've got to be kidding me" she said with a look of pure terror.
"Poppy, I have two more patients for you and James who has agreed to help you with them." Sirius smile grew till many would think he could not smile bigger.
"Professor do I have to?"
"Why yes you do. Mr. Potter do you recall that little stunt you played last week? Consider this detention for that. If you don't want to do this then I will have not choice then to give you homework for Christmas." James mouth fell open, but he knew that this would be the best choice.
"How long until we can go?" Remus asked as he fought to keep himself from scratching the green spots.
"Dragon pox lasts two weeks. The worst of it comes late the first week and early the second" Pomfrey mumbled as she stuck a thermometer in Peter's mouth. Peter let out a gagging sound, but Pomfrey ignored it and busied herself with pushing thermometers down the throats of her other patients. It was five minutes of silence before James spoke up.
"Can I go get breakfast?" It took five seconds for Remus's face to turn a pale green. Peter made a moaning sound and Sirius yelled "Shut up!"
"Mr. Potter breakfast ended fifteen minutes ago, but if you like, you can have some of the hospital food."
"Eer no thank you, could I have about an hour before I start hospital duty?" McGonagall nodded and James ran at breakneck speed toward the kitchens.
Twas ten days before Christmas, the castle was without toil or trouble. The students slept peacefully in their beds, absolutely unaware of the catastrophe that was going to take place in the second year Gryffindor boy's dorms. Little Severus Snape quietly tiptoed up to the Astronomy Tower. He sat on the ground and looked solemnly up to the starlit sky. "Star light, star bright of the many stars I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, I wish my wish will come true tonight." With this prehistoric chant, little Severus whispered his greatest wish for only the stars to know. He looked up into the vast void of space with shining eyes and a hopeful smile. The boy then left the tower and the castle went back to the peace and tranquility that would only occur when a certain four boys were asleep.
Slowly the crescent moon faded into the sky and the sun rose from behind the snowcapped mountains. The students staying for Christmas slowly crawled out of bed and down to the Great Hall, all except for four boys. Without warning or sign a shriek rang from the topmost towers and sounded all the way to the down most dungeons. Professor McGonagall, queen of bone chilling stares left the hall to investigate the cause of the shriek. She ran up many flights of stairs until she reached the portrait of the fat lady. With the password said she crawled through the hole and ran up to the dormitory where the shriek rang out again. She breathlessly threw open the door of the second year boys dorms and looked down to see a black haired twelve-year-old in orange and red pajamas sobbing on the floor, holding a mirror in his hand. His arms were covered in large green boils. Professor McGonagall quickly remembered the other name, other then large green boils, for the boils. Dragon pox.
"Mr. Black, you are going to the Hospital Wing. Come on, get up." Sirius had no intention of getting up or risking having anybody in the school see him like this. He shrunk closer to the ground. "Mr. Black! Unless you want to risk your friends catching this, get up and come with me to the Hospital Wing." McGonagall could swear that she saw a grin spread across the face of Sirius. If he would not cooperate then she would find a way to take him to the Hospital Wing herself. Sirius gave out a yelp and he found himself hovering a foot from the ground.
"Go away!" Sirius whined as he viciously scratched his arm. McGonagall sighed and led him out the door, through the common room, through the portrait hole, down many flights of stairs and to the Hospital Wing. The entire way down Sirius argued with McGonagall. Whether it was on homework or house-elves, Sirius wanted to make McGonagall miserable as he hovered. When they finally reached the waiting room, the irritated professor considered cursing Sirius. Sirius could see this quite clearly. Sirius was quite enjoying this. McGonagall left her moaning student to check on the three other boys in his dormitory. She only made it half way up the stairs to find James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew slowly making it down the stairs. Both Remus and Peter had green spots covering their arms. James had an amused smile on his face, mainly because he was the only one without Slytherin colored spots on his skin.
"Don't worry about me Professor, I've had dragon pox" James said with a smug smile on his face.
"Good Mr. Potter. Then you will be able to help Madam Pomfrey with the three patients." James smile fell. He gave McGonagall a look of the utmost loathing. He knew she was evil, but making him become a slave to Sirius Black was downright malevolence.
"But Professor, It's Christmas break" James cried.
"And where else to spend it then helping out your friends. You were planning to spend the break fooling around with them, where you not?" James muttered something that McGonagall could not quite catch and stared at her with a stare that would rival hers. Without anymore arguing they helped the other two down to the Hospital Wing. They opened the door just in time to see Sirius and Madam Pomfrey yelling at each other. The thirty- year-old witch looked ready to curse him. She looked from McGonagall to James to Remus to Peter.
"Minerva you've got to be kidding me" she said with a look of pure terror.
"Poppy, I have two more patients for you and James who has agreed to help you with them." Sirius smile grew till many would think he could not smile bigger.
"Professor do I have to?"
"Why yes you do. Mr. Potter do you recall that little stunt you played last week? Consider this detention for that. If you don't want to do this then I will have not choice then to give you homework for Christmas." James mouth fell open, but he knew that this would be the best choice.
"How long until we can go?" Remus asked as he fought to keep himself from scratching the green spots.
"Dragon pox lasts two weeks. The worst of it comes late the first week and early the second" Pomfrey mumbled as she stuck a thermometer in Peter's mouth. Peter let out a gagging sound, but Pomfrey ignored it and busied herself with pushing thermometers down the throats of her other patients. It was five minutes of silence before James spoke up.
"Can I go get breakfast?" It took five seconds for Remus's face to turn a pale green. Peter made a moaning sound and Sirius yelled "Shut up!"
"Mr. Potter breakfast ended fifteen minutes ago, but if you like, you can have some of the hospital food."
"Eer no thank you, could I have about an hour before I start hospital duty?" McGonagall nodded and James ran at breakneck speed toward the kitchens.