SIRIUS CHRISTMAS
"Christmas time has come at last!" Sirius sung at the top of his lungs, bounding into the Common Room.
About half of Gryffindor's population was sleeping in the room, having passed out from the night before.
James lifted his head off his couch pillow only to throw it swiftly at his best friend.
"Shut it Sirius, Christmas was yesterday."
"Oh ho!" Sirius said knowingly, "But the day AFTER Christmas is Sirius Christmas! And since Sirius is me, I get a whole Christmas to myself; so I have the right to do anything Christmas I want. ON THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS- ouch!"
Anther pillow had been thrown at Sirius. There were then choruses of "Shut up Sirius!" and "I knew you didn't drink anything last night for a reason."
"Have a happy Sirius Christmas," Sirius sang to himself as he helped himself to the snacks left over from the party the night before.
"Somebody do something," a 4th year mumbled.
At that moment, Peter slid down the banister. "Happy Peter Christmas everyone!"
Sirius turned and glared at Peter.
"Stupefy!" He said, pointing his wand at Peter; "It's Sirius Christmas, not Peter Christmas, that's just stupid…" Sirius stopped talking as all the students started to rise and point their wands at him.
"It's not any Christmas." James growled.
The Gryffindors were all united in their quest, and as a body they all yelled
"STUPEFY!"
