Unfortunately, as Harry found out when he went through the door leading to the room where the organ was….
"Christmas!" Beast growled. "They're planning Christmas?"
Harry was very shocked, how did the organ find out in the first place? Fortunately for Harry though, when Beast said 'they're' he was only referring to Belle, Ron W, Hermione and the team and I. He didn't know about Harry joining the festivities yet.
"Yes." The organ answered with disgust. "Awful isn't it?"
Beast went back to his chair with a growl. Harry soon followed after giving the organ a look of disgust.
"Perhaps they don't know how I feel about Christmas." Beast muttered with a low growl.
"But they do know." The organ replied. "They just don't care, like I do."
"Shut up Forte." Harry muttered to himself, knowing better.
"They're actually trying to bring Christmas back to the castle." Forte the organ continued, not hearing Harry. "And you know how much we despise Christmas."
"The day my life ended." Beast muttered.
Camera read Beast's mind, leading to a flashback….
This was back before the enchantment. Beast and Harry were in their prince forms. It was Christmas time obviously.
"Bring me my presents!" Prince ordered from his throne.
Harry was seated next to him on a cushion.
"Here your highnesses," Lumière began as he kneeled with a box in his hand. "Please accept this humble gist as a token of our appreciation. I know I speak for everyone when…."
"Oh just give it to me!" Prince snapped.
Harry frowned in disapproval. Prince, not noticing Harry's expression, then unwrapped the gift.
"A storybook? You call this a present?" Prince said, disgusted. "I hope you have something better for me Forte."
Prince dropped the book into Harry's hands as he said that, and Harry mouthed a "Thank you." to Lumière.
"Yes sir, um, of course master." Forte replied.
Forte, as a human, looked more like a vampire than a musician. Figures, considering his music. Forte then started playing his organ. It was a fast beat for an organ, but still not pleasant. This was actually the only thing Prince and Harry ever agreed on.
"What is that?" Prince asked with disgust.
"Um, a small piece in your honor master." Forte replied as he stopped the music.
"Ewww, I hate it." Prince said as Harry winced in agreement. "Forte that stuff is gloomy."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Who disturbs my Christmas?" Prince shouted angrily.
He and Harry went to open the door. There, holding a rose, was a hag.
"Please take this rose in exchange for shelter from the bitter cold." The hag pleaded.
"Of course, come…." Harry started to say.
"Shut up you!" Prince said as he raised his hand as a threat.
Harry fell silent, but only for a few seconds.
"I don't need a rose…." Prince scoffed.
"Please let her in." Harry frowned disapprovingly.
This time Prince really did slap Harry.
"Don't be deceived by appearances young man," The hag warned. "For beauty is found within."
"Listen to her…." Harry pleaded, starting to look nervous.
"Go away you wretched old hag!" Prince snapped to the hag as he started to shut the door.
"No wait!" Harry cried, trying to hold the door open.
No luck, Prince kicked Harry aside before closing the door, but then something else opened it. It was the hag, now an enchantress!
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't…." Prince began nervously.
"I did though! If you had listened to me…!" Harry snapped angrily.
"Yes, you should've listened to Harry." The enchantress agreed. "But you have been deceived by your own cold heart. A curse upon your house and all within it. Until you have found one to love you as you are, you and Harry shall remain forever…beasts."
The enchantress's magic swirled around Prince, Harry, and Lumière and the others. Prince roared and Harry screamed as they slowly turned into beasts. The enchantress left the rose and a mirror and told Beast and Harry of the rose and mirror's purposes before she disappeared.
"But we've come so far since then," Forte continued. "We've risen above the tragedy."
"Where are they?" Beast growled, knocking his chair aside.
"I believe they've gone to the boiler room." Forte replied. "Or, so a little birdie told me."
Harry then heard chuckling near Forte, and saw Fife there!
"Tweet, tweet, tweet." Fife joked.
So he was spying on us, that's how Forte found out! Harry frowned disapprovingly at Fife before catching up with Beast.