A/N: Sup, y'all! J. Ven is back in da hizz-house! Sorry, my friend, Danielle, has me, ahem, talking 'ghetto'. LOL! Does anyone know when Ginny's b-day is? I just realized that we had reviews, I shall respond.

Ice Petals- I'm really glad you like it.

daddylonglegsmamma- You are totally freakin' right.

blacwingdravenxX- Thank you, but I'm afraid Sara only writes a chapter every once and a while, I'm basically paddling this canoe alone, trying to follow the plot (we do have some of this story pre-written, I have to base present chapters on the planned chapters).

Natalie- I'm lost… Can you tell me how it doesn't follow the book? Thanks for the cool comment!

CassandraTheEvil- Thanks, here is more.

Danielle- Thanks, chica! You've been supporting me since I first started in the fanfiction world in '02. Thank you! Now, to get Chelsea/Ron to start reading the ficcie. (If you don't understand the Danielle/Hermione or Chelsea/Ron thingy, I'll tell you in the last chapter of this story, "Thanking EVERY Single Reviewer, Song Credits, and The Things You Don't Understand".)

Remember what your elementary school teachers told you. "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all."

Disclaimer: No one would answer the owl I sent this morning to see who would do the disclaimer, so, I don't own it.

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Jamie's POV

The weeks turned into a month, and soon it was Christmas Eve. I was happy, of course, but it was Harry and my's first Christmas as a couple. Wait, that makes us sound old. Let's say 'First Christmas as boyfriend/girlfriend', is that okay? Well, the only people who stayed at Hogwarts over Christmas were Sara, Harry, Draco and I out of the entire school. That's odd. Well, the staff let us eat at their table. There was a lot of chitchat during dinner.

"So, how are you doing, Harry? After…Well…" Lupin trailed off.

"Sirius' death?" Harry supplied. Lupin nodded, "Well, I've had a certain someone there to help me." Harry said, stealing a glance at me.

"Oh. Are you and Liz an item?" Lupin asked.

"Yeah." Harry said. I felt my cheeks burn a bit. I looked down at my plate.

"The fates have informed me this relationship will last quite a long time." Trelawney said. I stifled my giggles by stuffing a roll into my mouth. Finally, dinner was over. Harry stopped me halfway to the staircases and let Sara pass by up. We had already said goodbye to Draco.

"What?" I asked.

"I don't have a girt for Maci." He said frantically. I pulled out my wand.

"I hope I don't get in trouble for using magic in the corridor…" I said, muttering a spell. A small wrapped up box appeared in my hand.

"It's a ring," I said, "She should like it." I said, and we both went up to the common room.

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"HOLY CRAP! THERE ARE A LOT OF PRESENTS DOWN HERE WITH YOUR NAME ON THEM, JAMES!!" I heard Sara yell from the common room. I got out of bed and ran downstairs, not caring that I was in my moon and star pajama pants and white tank top.

"HOLY CRAP, YOU WERE RIGHT!!" I yelled at Sara. I heard footsteps, and then Harry appeared.

"Happy Christmas Mace, Liz." Harry said, walking over to his pile of presents.

"Happy Christmas." Sara said.

"I'm going for American pride in saying Merry Christmas." I said.

"Okay." Harry said. Soon, all the presents were opened. I got a panda stuffed animal from Auntie A (She must've sent our gifts in), a charm bracelet from Sara (I got her a bracelet, also), a ring from Harry (He said he got it before we came to Hogwarts), a book from Hermione (The Hobbit, a Muggle book), and a charm of a dragon from Draco (Well, his name does mean 'Dragon'…).

"Where are the Weasleys' gifts?" Harry asked. We heard something pecking at the window. Harry got up to see what it was.

"It's Pig… And Errol." Harry said as the two owls flew into the common room. The smallest was flying like a wacko bird, and the other landed on Sara's head. I giggled a bit. Harry took the gifts from the owls, and they flew away.

"Here's your gift, Mace," Harry said, handing Sara her gift, "And here's your's, Liz." Hehanded me my gift, and we opened them. A letter fell out of mine. It said

Dear Liz,

Happy Christmas! How is everything at the castle? Oh, yeah, Ron says hi, and Fred and George say Happy Christmas, Lizard. How did that start up anyhow? Anyways, Mum and Dad are dying to meet you and Maci. They even included you two in the Weasley jumper tradition. I have to go, but I hope you like the gifts.

Love,

Ginny

I opened the gift the rest of the way. Ron and Ginny had gotten me a pretty rhinstone necklace (Ginny probably picked it out and put Ron's name on the card), Fred and George got me some stuff from their joke shop, and yes, Mrs. Weasley made me a pale pink sweater. British people are weird, calling it a jumper.

"You both got one, too?" Harry asked, looking at his emerald green sweater. I nodded. Sara got a blue one.

"Okay, let's go to breakfast." I said.

A/N: Okay, people you have given me six reviews so far, let's aim for four for chapter 16, okay? Review, please!