Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be
Dedication: To Gospel Choir. Our versions always suck.
Day Fifteen
There is a supposedly special Christmas treat this year. All the choirs in Hogwarts (the people no-one ever really remembers) will sing Christmas songs to the rest of the school. There's a First Year Choir, a Second Year Choir, a Third Year Choir then everyone else goes into this one massive choir. They sound pretty cool. You know, if you like that sort of stuff.
This year, Dumbledore has created a Carol Service. I think it sounds amazing! I mean, imagine listening to all of those choirs sing out all of their weeks of hard work. It'll be amazing, fantastic, wonderful, gorgeous! I just wish I could go, but the tickets cost a bit too much for me.
Moony says he wants to go to the carol thing tonight. I was just like 'Why? It looks boring! If only they were singing good stuff eh?' I think I offended him a bit there. He wants to see it? So be it.
Sirius slinks up to me at ten to six. The Carol Service will start soon. I wish I could be there, see the choirs, absorb the atmosphere. I'm still annoyed at Sirius. How can he not want to be there? It sounds so pleasant and sweet. He starts to talk.
We're at the Carol Service. The night sky is displayed above in the beautiful ceiling. I stop and stare at it for a while. It's so lovely, each start can be seen. The moon is covered by a small, grey cloud. The view is breathtaking.
Wait? What's that?
The choir are processing around the Great Hall singing a sweet melody. They have no music to back them. There's also no light in the whole hall but the candles they are holding. I smile and turn to Sirius. He smiles that smile and winks that wink.
"Happy Fifteenth." He whispers.