Chapter 5:

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Their first Christmas with Harry, which also was Dudley's first real Christmas, as the last time he had just been a little baby, was nearing and the Dursleys were going to spend alone with just the four of them. For one Petunia didn't really like Vernon's sister Marge, as she was a big, impolite person, who would always just criticize Petunia's food or tell her that she was way to thin and almost looked like a horse. Also she always brought one of her dogs, little, misbehaved mutts.

The second reason was, that even if Dudley and Harry were getting along just wonderfully and Harry most of the time would be a sweet little boy, there were some odd things about him.

For example once Harry had gotten hold of Petunias broom and had seemingly tried to ride on it. Another time little Harry had suddenly begun to wave around the pencil, he had been drawing with, in strange patterns.

When Dudley tried to imitate Harry Vernon had looked ready to throw his little nephew out there and then, only the fact that Dudley and Petunia were fond of the boy and the boy hadn't done any real magic yet, and maybe because he liked him a tiny little bit himself, hindered him.

They had scolded little Harry for it and it hadn't happened since, but they weren't going to take any chances, not with it being Dudley's first real Christmas.

That day had to be perfect, they were going to spoil their little boy rotten with presents, which they had gotten a long time ago.

Petunia however had decided that they needed to give Harry some presents too, so now here they were striding through crowded stores, looking for more presents.

But at much as Vernon wanted to maintain his grumpy mood, he couldn't help but smile thinking of the two pairs of joy sparkling eyes, after all it was Harry's first real Christmas too.

After only two hours they had everything they needed. To Vernon it was a miracle what took them so long, it wasn't as if boys of Harry's age were picky, in his opinion anything, definitely non magical would have done just fine...

MERRY****CHRISTMAS********MERRY****CHRISTMAS

When they finally got home they prepared everything for the following morning, Christmas morning. While Petunia wrapped up the presents, Vernon decorated the tree, at least he tried, but was interrupted by his wife, who didn't like the way he did it. So only 15 minutes after, Vernon found himself wrapping the remaining presents, while his wife undecorated the tree and then started to put the Christmas balls back on.

After they had finished all their decorations they went to retrieve the children from their neighbour Mrs. Figg.

Back at their house the two little boys stared at the huge, beautifully decorated tree in amazement. They kept pointing at different parts of the decoration, at the Christmas balls, the bell, the candy canes...

"Look, look", they shouted from time to time, pointing out with their little fingers, with eyes wide in wonder.

That was why the Dursley's decided to have dinner in the living room under the tree that day.

Right after dinner Vernon helped the kids to hang up the stockings. Then they tugged them in in Dudley's bed and Vernon told them the story of Father Christmas, who would come that night and fill their stockings with presents. At that the little boys practically jumped with excitement.

That he would fly in a sleigh, pulled by reindeer's and land on their roof.

"Can see?", Dudley asked.

"No, you can't see him, little one, you have to sleep or else he won't come!"

And that he would enter the house through their fire place. A strange man breaking in their house at night... That idea certainly did not appeal to the boys, for after being told that none of them was willing to sleep in his room alone that night, they both slept in Dudley's bed that night.

MERRY****CHRISTMAS********MERRY****CHRISTMAS

The next morning the Dursley's were woken up early, very early by two hyper children. Petunia went to pick them both up, while Vernon retrieved the camera. Then they went downstairs, to show the boys the gifts they got.

Seeing the well filled stockings and the large pile of gifts beneath them, Dudley began to squirm in her arms until she let him go, then the toddler half ran, half crawled towards his gifts.

Harry followed suit.

Soon all the gifts were unwrapped and lying in one corner, forgotten, while Harry and Dudley were busy playing with the wrapping paper. They sat on the ground, throwing it at each other and shredding it in tiny pieces, all the while giggling madly.

After breakfast their parents cleaned up the mess and the rest of the day was spend finally playing with the new toys, the stuffed animals and little cars, the children got.

The turkey was great and later that night, the lying in bed, each a little boy in their arms, the Dursley's knew it had been worth it, the whole work and money they had spend on this first real Christmas a a family.

I hope you liked this little chapter. Please let me know what you though and tell me if there are any bad mistakes. Constructive criticism is very welcome.

And with that said, I wish you all a very merry Christmas!