1The Basement at Christmas Eve

The four teenagers apparated in front of the Potters' residence the next morning. They knocked on the door, waking Lily and James up.

"Who is it?" said James sleepily as he opened the door.

"Merry Christmas, Dad!" said Chelsea as she hugged her father.

"Lily! The children are here!" hollered James, " How are you sweetheart?"

"I'm fine daddy," said Chelsea cheerfully as she let go of her dad. Harry hugged him next as Lily went down the stairs. The children went into the house.

"Mum!" exclaimed Harry and Chelsea as they saw their mum yawning. They ran toward her and hugged her.

"Oh, my loves, I missed you so much!" said Lily. James were greeting Hermione and Ron.

"Hermione, how are you! Thanks for spending Christmas with us!"

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Potter. I'm fine, how do you do?"

"Great, I'm great! Ron! Great to see you! Have you been taking care of my daughter?"

"Yeah, me and Harry have. Happy Christmas, Mr. P"

"What's all the commotion?" asked the sleepy voice of Sirius.

"The kids are here, dunderhead!" exlaimed James.

"Mum, what's Sirius doing here?" asked Chelsea ina whisper as she went up to her mother.

"He and your dad were up all night wrapping their Christmas presents-they went on a late Christmas shopping," explained Lily.

"Again?" asked Chelsea as she raised her eyebrows

"Been like that ever since we got married, sweetheart. I don't expect their tradition to change soon. Only a rare miracle would do so," chuckled Lily.

Chelsea laughed. Sirius approached her and pulled her into a hug.

"Aw, how's my favorite goddaughter doing?"

"Better, Sirius. And you?" asked Chelsea cheerfully

"I'm full of the Christmas spirit, if you ask me," smiled Sirius.

It was Christmas eve and Lily and James were holding their annual Christmas party. The living room was full of adults, mostly James and Lily's co-workers and classmates from Hogwarts. Chelsea and Harry had always hid in their basement during this party. This time, they took Ron and Hermione with them.

"Why won't you guys go up there?" asked Hermione curiously.

"And talk to a bunch of old wizards-" said Harry

"who talks about nothing but their olden days? Get real, Hermione," finished Chelsea.

"So what are we doing here?" piped Ron

"Well, we usually look for old stuff or watch movies. Or duel. But mum won't let us duel anymore because last time we did..." said Harry

"It didn't ended up so pretty," finished Chelsea.

"When has it ever?" shrugged Ron

"Shut up," said Chelsea.

"Hmm...so now what? Ouch!" said Hermione as she leaned back and her back hit a pointy thing. She turned around and found a tapestry.

"Cool! The Potter Family Tapestry! Aw, Harry, you were such a cute kid!" exclaimed Hermione

"And I'm not anymore?" asked Harry with a puppy look in his eyes. Hermione kissed him lightly as she smiled.

"Of course you still are! Why else would I go out with you?" joked Hermione

"Man, Mrs. P sure a lot like you, Chels," said Ron randomly.

"Ron, she's my mum. I'm bound to look like her," said Chelsea in her no...really-voice.

"And what's this underneath?" said Hermione as she lifted a heavy photo book fro underneath the tapestry.

"NO! You can't look at that!" exclaimed Harry suddenly.

"Why not?" smiled Hermione mischievously.

"Because that's the Potter family photobook. Go ahead, Hermione, it's not like I've got some embarrassing pictures," said Chelsea as she chuckled. They opened the book and the first picture was of...