It's baby's first Christmas,
It's somethin' to see,
Mummy and Daddy,
Trimmin' baby's Christmas tree.
Baby's big brother,
Is busy with his toys,
He's shinin' up the chimney,
For Santa Claus!

It's baby's first Christmas,
And oh, what a joy,
Shopping all around,
For every pretty toy.
It's a very special Christmas,
A blessing from above,
It's baby's first Christmas,
A Christmas full of love!

It's baby's first Christmas,
And oh, what a joy,
Shopping all around,
For every pretty toy.
It's a very special Christmas,
A blessing from above,
It's baby's first Christmas,
A Christmas full of love!

Lily put the final decorations on the Christmas tree and stood back to examine her work. The tree was small and they didn't have many decorations but it was bright and warm. Although Lily had put all of the decorations on the tree by hand she had made many of the trinkets with magic. There were three brightly coloured baubles each emblazoned with one of their names. There were a few things that Harry had made on his own and a couple that James had made by transfiguring cutlery, much to Harry's delight.

'What do you think, Harry?' Lily turned to her baby boy who was playing on the floor. Harry looked up at the sound of his mother's voice and gurgled happily. 'That's what I thought.' Lily said laughing. She picked Harry up and showed him the tree. 'See, that's your daddy's name, and there's mine, and there's your name, Harry. Here's one you made.' Lily pointed to a Styrofoam ball that had glitter stuck all over it. Harry grabbed hold of a silver stag. 'Figured you go for that. Your silly daddy made that from a spoon.'

'Good, aren't I?' Lily spun around, ignoring Harry's giggling and sighed when she saw James.

'Don't sneak up on me, James. And no, you're not good.'

James put a hand of his heart and looked hurt. 'Oh, Lily, you've cut me to the core. Hasn't she, Harry?' James took Harry out of Lily's arms. 'And, of course, he went for the stag. He knows his daddy when he sees him. It looks good, Lil.' James added, planting a kiss on Lily's cheek.

'You think? I don't know.' Lily looked sadly at the tree. 'It would be better if the guys were coming around.'

'Yeah, I wish they were here, as well, Lil. But they can't always come by. You know that.'

'Still, it'd be nice. Especially seeing as its Harry's first Christmas.' Lily sighed and moved an ornament to a better position. 'I had planned on having a big party this year. Before that stupid prophecy.'

'It would be nice. Hey, you never know. Pete might drop by.'

'I hope so. I need someone intelligent to talk to for a change.'

'Ha, ha, very funny.' James surveyed the Christmas tree again. 'Isn't there meant to be an angel at the top?'

Lily turned to face James, her eyes narrowed. 'There would be an angel up there if you hadn't trodden on it and broken it.'

'Lil, you're a witch…' James said slowly.

'There's a piece missing, James. I've looked for it everywhere and I've tried using magic to find it but I can't.'

'Oh.' James glanced around, thinking quickly. 'I have an idea,' James put Harry on the ground. 'Okay, Harry, I want you to find me something shiny.' James prodded Harry's side and Harry quickly went crawling away trying to find a shiny object.

'James, he's not a Niffler.'

'I'm aware, thank you. Just wait.' Harry crawled back to James and showed him the shiny object in his fist. 'You've lost an earring, Lil.' James showed Lily what Harry had found. It was a small silver stud inlaid with a tiny ruby. 'Where's the other one?'

'Upstairs. Why?'

'Can I have it?' James asked.

'Um, okay.' Lily went upstairs into their bedroom and quickly found the other earring. When she went back downstairs she found James had produced his Patronus to amuse Harry who was watching the silver stag with bright eyes. James smiled at Lily when he saw her and let the stag dissolve.

'Did you find it?'

'Yeah,' Lily handed him the stud and sat down on the floor with them. 'What are you going to do?'

'You'll see,' James held the two studs in one hand and, making sure Harry could see, waved his wand over them. The studs fused together and began to transform into an amazing angel to sit stop the Christmas tree. 'What d'you think, Harry?'

'Pretty!' Harry shouted, clapping his hands together.

'I think he likes it, James. And so do I.' Lily took the angel off James and put it on the very top of the tree and sat back down. Harry crawled into Lily's lap and the three of them sat staring up at their little Christmas tree.

'Where Paddy and Mooy?' Harry asked softly before adding, ' I want Paddy and Mooy.'

James winced slightly, wanting to know the same thing. Harry looked up at Lily. 'I don't know, Harry.'

'When they coming?' Harry asked sleepily.

'They aren't coming, Harry. Not for a while.'

…

Sirius, Remus and Peter were all trying very hard to pay attention to what was being said. They were at an Order meeting and they were meant to be listening to a report that was being given. Peter was probably trying harder to pay attention because he would have to pass all of this on to his master. Sirius and Remus had no hope of taking anything in because they were both thinking about James, Lily and Harry and wondering how they were coping shut up in their house all day long.

'Thank you all for coming on such short notice,' Dumbledore had stood up. 'I hope that you will all be here at the next meeting. Good evening.' People began leaving but Sirius, Remus and Peter remained behind.

'I think we should go see them.' Remus said.

'Dumbledore told us that we shouldn't visit them too often, just in case.' Sirius reluctantly replied.

'Oh, come on, Sirius. You want to see them as much as we do.' Remus watched his friend take a steadying breath.

'Yeah, I do,' Sirius closed his eyes. He really did want to see them but every time he saw them it felt as though he was seeing them for the last time. 'You know what? Let's do it. We'll surprise them Christmas morning.'

'Good,' Remus smiled brightly.

…

Christmas morning dawned bright and cold in Godric's Hollow. Harry lay peacefully in his cot dreaming of stags, dogs, and wolves. James and Lily were both asleep in their bed dreaming of happier times. The house stood still and silent until the front door opened quietly. Three men snuck into the house, carrying various boxes in their arms. They put the boxes in with the Christmas tree and silently made their way upstairs. One of them quickly went into Harry's room and gently woke him up. Harry didn't cry but smiled happily when he recognised his favourite wolf. They then went into James and Lily's room.

…

James was dreaming about the full moon. Sneaking around the grounds of Hogwarts and never once being caught. His dream was suddenly interrupted by something very big landing on his chest and something rough licking his face. James' eyes flashed open and he scrambled around for his glasses, shoving them onto his face. James found himself face-to-face with a big, hairy face.

'Padfoot?'

'Morning, Prongs.' James looked past the dog and saw Peter and Remus, who was holding Harry, standing at the foot of the bed, smiling broadly at him. It was Remus who had spoken. James smiled back at them.

'Wazzgoingon?' Lily muttered, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. Lily was fully awoken by a lick from a great big dog. Lily jumped back in fright and disgust but then looked properly. 'Sirius? What the hell?' Lily looked past him and saw the other two. Her frown turned into a big smile. 'Good morning.'

'Morning,' Remus said laughing. 'And happy Christmas to you both.'