A/N: Hello Hello my dears, you may like what I have for you today, its almost completely fluff. A big round of applause for Miss .Alice, who guess correctly! Everyone ought to see her amazing invisible prize- its amazing. But seriously, spot on. Unfortunately I must admit, that I have pretty much run out of ideas right now, and so it may be a little while before I post again. I welcome reviews, suggestions, comments and especially IDEAS. So sorry, again. On another sad note, I do not own Harry Potter. I do in my dreams though!

It was Christmas Eve. Upon finding out that the girls (with the exception of Alice) had plans to stay at the castle for their last Christmas at school, the Marauders decided to join them. It was currently 11:34 and the six were counting down till midnight. Well, not really. Sirius had been counting down each minute, yelling out the time every minute until Susan gave him a look and threatened to take the sugar quills away from him. The other four had a good laugh at the two's expense, as Sirius would get super hyper, and Susan would scold him or scowl until he stopped. He then promptly made a face that would give a crying five year old a run for their money, and Susan would then cajole him into he smiling again. Remus was only slightly better, having fought Lily tooth and nail over the hoard of chocolate, he was wide awake and slightly twitchy. Lily and Ret were trying to have a conversation with him, but with the amount of chocolate the lycanthope consumed, they had to take a minute to decipher what he was saying, as he was beginning to speak very quickly. James sat by relaxing against a couch, drowsy and full of treacle tart, listening to his friends tell funny Christmas was next to him leaning forward and animatedly telling her tale.

"...So I put Petunia's gift on her bed, a very nice- and expensive- set of glass flower pots that you put on your windowsill to grow herbs. Well anyways, she got in very late from supper with Vernon's family, and he escorted her in. Long story short, they were a little bit drunk and in a bit of an amorous mood, and began snogging outside her bedroom door! I know!" (this was said in response to the squeals and exclamations of 'whaaaaat?' that came from the group around her. )

"I was walked out to use the loo at the same time and I swear my eyes hurt for the rest of the night. Actually, I didn't even make it to the loo, just ran straight back to my room to hide under the covers." This of course was exaggeration, but they were all on a sugar high and couldn't have really cared much less.

"Well," she continued "I hear a little pound on her door, then uneven steps and then the sound of shattering glass. My parents and I run in to see that Petunia..."Lily was laughing too hard to speak for a minute "had meant to get to third base-" Chaos interrupted her and she waited patiently for her friends to finish with their "In your parent's home?"'s and various "With your whole family at your house?" and the "Are you serious?"'s that were of course answered with "No I'm Sirius!" before she could continue.

"Yes, on Christmas Eve, they decided to get it on in a building housing 13 people and very thin walls." A look of exasperation mixed with surprise at her sister's stupidity flitted across Lily's face for a few moments but that couldn't hide a small smile from peeking out either.

" Anyways, so they're in her room, trying to make it to her bed, but when Vernon pulled them onto the bed, his well... he completely crushed the pots! He had to go the hospital to get the glass removed in what I understand was a very embarrassing operation!" By the end of the story, they were all howling with laughter, and Lily had fallen against James with tears in her eyes. His arm, as if on its own accord, wrapped around her and she didn't pull away.

Everyone was soon ready to fall asleep, and Lily carefully turned to look up at James. He had been quieter, but much more amusing too. Though Lily had always scorned the notion, she now found that she needed to be careful around James' eyes-she was afraid of drowning in them. So as not to do something stupid she mumbled the first thing that came to mind, which afterwords she realized was kind of stupid.

"Why are you being so sweet?"

"Well ... there's five minutes till Christmas- and as this could be our last one together," he winced," I want to make it perfect." As her head dropped to his chest half asleep, he thought he heard her mumble,

"Sweet boy."

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Christmas had now become James' favorite holiday. Not only did he finally get Lily to concede to a date with him, Remus had got caught under the mistletoe with Ret, and the two were now inseparable. It was cute the first time they snogged, the second time they got caught it was a little over kill, the third time it was leave-the-room-disgusting. They then realized that someone had charmed a specific mistletoe to follow the first person to walk under it around all day, and Ret and Remus had promptly gone searching for a broom closet. Sirius went looking for more of the mistletoe, and Susan had gone to the owlry, leaving James and Lily delightfully alone. He had asked her out, and after the first date (an outing to Hogsmeade the next day) he had asked her to be his girlfriend. WIth much teasing on her part, she was now his girlfriend, and Susan had begun to stay away from the group. Not because she was angry or didn't like them. It was because Sirius had got the idea that since the other four had paired up, they should too, and was relentlessly hounding her.

It had been nearly two months-two months!- and James was leading a blindfolded, invisibility cloaked Lily up to the Astronomy tower for a Valentines dinner. He had thought to take Lily to Hogsmeade, but with the realization that Lily was the one relationship he wanted to last came the realization that he had better step it up a notch. And so that was why they were having a picnic on top of the astronomy tower at 11 o'clock in the evening.

When they reached their destination, James knew had done well. Lily's eyes, shining with excitement, seemed to be almost smiling, as if the one her lips formed wasn't enough. His senses were wrapped in her light perfume, as his torso was wrapped in her arms. Their lips met for too short a time before Lily looked up at the starry sky.

"So did I do well?" He smiled roguishly, looking at the picnic blanket surrounded by floating candles and a rather large picnic basket. She hugged him to her tighter, and rested her head on his chest. "Marvelously." She whispered, before they shared a sweet, drawn out kiss. They broke away, if only for a short second as she whispered again, "You Dear Boy".