A/N: I've been rather busy with Christmas and all and I haven't quite finished chapter 5 (now Chapter 6 because of this) yet so I wanted to apologize. I took the time to write you guys a quick story so here you go. Merry Christmas! (Or Happy Holidays if you don't celebrate) Enjoy!

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Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Hogwarts,

The Prefects are done with duties, reports.

The halls are all empty, and Filch guards the stairs,

And Ms. Norris coughs up a ball of her hairs.

The students are tucked in their four poster beds,

With visions of Bertie Bott's Beans in their heads.

All the teachers were sleeping, and all students too,

But Harry couldn't sleep, despite what he'd do.

He tossed and he turned and finally quit,

And went down to the common room to rest for a bit.

He flopped in a chair and stared at the fire,

Time creeped by slowly but he couldn't retire.

Sleep just wouldn't come and he sighed in distress,

Til a bang at the window announced owl express.

He threw open the panes and took in the bird

But when it bit his face he let out a curse word.

He snatched the note with a glare for the beast

And tossed the bird out without a care in the least.

His eyes fritted back from one word to the next

And he took them all in while adjusting his specs.

"Harry," it read, "it's Christmas Eve night,

And to be quite honest, I'd rather not write.

Be by the fire at 12:31

Cause I have some neat presents for my only godson.

So be there, you ass, cause it's gonna be spiffy.

I gotta go now. See you in a jiffy."

Harry glanced at his watch and then up at the fire,

Just as Sirius appeared in an awkward attire.

He was dressed in all fur, from his head to his feet.

Not a good color either. The same color as meat.

He had a large satchel tossed over his shoulder,

But he sat it aside by the large candle holder.

He ruffled Harry's hair, then asked him to hush,

As he reached in his bag and pulled out a brush.

It was shiny and pink with rhinestones on the back.

He chuckled nervously and it went back in the sack.

On his second attempt, he pulled out a box

Which Harry discovered was crammed full of socks.

He feigned jubilation and looked up with a grin,

And Sirius reached in his sack once again.

Harry received quite a bundle this year.

Staples, penny, small plastic deer,

Pen, pickle, bent paperclip,

Double-stick tape, key, Crest White-Strip,

A balloon with a hair stuck to the side,

"Desert Life: Memoir and Field Guide",

A lot of crap he'll never use,

Plus a blown out car radio fuse.

Harry just grinned so Sirius would too,

But with all this crap, he had no clue what to do.

Sirius then stood, in his meat colored fur,

Made his way to the fire and stepped into the blur.

Harry was shocked as screams filled the air,

Not to mention the overwhelming scent of burnt hair.

Sirius fell to the floor and began to roll all about.

"OH GOD! OH GOD IT BURNS!" he would shout.

And Harry laughed at the flickering lights,

Then said, "Happy Christmas, you bastard. I'm sleepy. Good-night."

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A/N: Merry Christmas you guys! Or Happy Holidays. Actually I'll just cover all my bases. Happy Christmahaunakwanzakas! You guys don't have to review to this, but if you'd like feel free. Also a hug for each reader/reviewer for a holiday gift.