Disclaimer: If you recognize it from a certain book like Harry Potter, its not mine
...looking back at my stories, I realize they are all very straightforward. Is it time for a change?

Chapter 8: Christmas Break

The light air on the grounds whispered to the world. Crisp was the snow littering the grass, and inside sat a school, giving cheer and partying like there was no tomorrow.
"Students! The time has come to tuck in before the holidays! I must give a word of caution to all. I advise you to stay safe over the break. That would be very heartbreaking to me if you didn't." said an old man lifting his goblet up high into the air, a twinkle in his old, tired eyes. With a lift of every glass in the room and a delight for the tummy, the students trumpled on to their dormitories for a nice, long, unstressful nap.

"So Sirius, are you coming to my house for winter break? I mean we could always meet after Christmas. My parents won't mind or anything..." said James as he turned onto the next floor.

"Heck yes! That would be so ausome!! Can I come with you on the first day? You saved my sad life...thank you thank you thank you!" said Sirius, overly excited about this scrape of information.

"Remus, do you want to come too? It would be super if all my best buds could be there...we got an extra spot on the floor." questioned James as he nudged his elbow.

"That would be nice, except I have somewhere to be in two weeks and I wouldn't like to trouble you," Remus nervously said.

"Trouble me? But but but ... o fine," James said as he opened the door to their dormitory.

As the first years got ready and went to bed, the moon was waning, and outside, a train prepaired to take the students home to their families for the Christmas Break

The Train whistled for the Hogwarts students to board. The train traveled for hundreds of miles, faster than any muggle train, and before they knew it, the students were standing on platform 9 3/4 , awaiting the arrival of their parents. Peter was picked up by two stern adults, who had the same pudging tummy and round nose. Remus was greeted by a smiling mother and a grumpy father. All that was left was Sirius and James.

Suddenly, Mrs. Potter entered the platform. "Sorry James, but your father had a bit of a, well an accident. Our muggle car spun off the road. Luckily we were protected. We need to take the Knight Bus Home." she said as she shrunk all the lugage and stuffed them in her pocket. The three of them walked out of Kings Cross and over to a quiet alleyway. She stuck her wand into the air and a purple bus appeared in front of them. Handing the money over, the three of them sat down in empty chairs.

It took only a minute to reach the Potter's house. It was a large, abandoned-looking manor with a quidditch pitch in the backyard. Of course, it had plenty of food, which was the first thing Sirius noticed.

"Sorry if the house elf walks in on you. He's a bit odd and comes in at the wrongest times. But boy can he make delicious smiley face pancakes. They are to die for!" said James as he climbed up a second flight of stairs and into a very large room, stationed so that you could see the whole of the backyard.

"This is your room? James, this room is the biggest room I have ever seen, except for the stuff at Hogwarts of course. And the view! Look at that James!" Sirius screamed with amazement. Thankfully, the door was completely soundproof. "Is it just you and your parents in this place?"

"No, no they usually have someone here. Usually relatives and old friends, but we have had famous witches and wizards over for dinner, to enjoy our hospitality."

"James, you are one pompous child. How bout we go for a nice game of quidditch."

"Sirius, it's less than 30 degrees outside. Let's just... talk. What is up with Remus? He seems so old and out of it all the time.His family must have many health problems. His mom always sick at a...time of the month." giggle James

"Honestly, its a bit odd really. Perhaps we should ask him about it when we get back."

And the holidays moved at a snails pace. And past all the quidditch, eating, and sleeping, the two young boys had suddenly come up to Christmas.

"Wake up, James. Loads of presents in today. Wake up WAKE UP WAKE UP!" He shouted, throwing a present at the sleeping head, leaving a mark on his forehead.

Wrapping paper and christmas feasts with family cheer made the perfect christmas for Sirius and James. Reluctantly, they went back to school two weeks later, but the fun never did die down for James and Sirius, and never would. Hogwarts awaited...and so does my bed.

R&R

It is definatly not fun to be writting at about 2 AM. So tired. must sleep