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Santa Claus is Coming to Town
The house was bustling with activity as Christmas approached quickly. His mother was cooking in the kitchen while his father was wrapping presents which would appear mysteriously Christmas Eve night as if Santa Claus had actually appeared. But at age nine Lorcan Scamander knew that Santa Claus wasn't real and his parents were silly for continuing this tradition. His brother Lysander still believed despite what Lorcan had said.
Lorcan was lying on his bed gazing at the window which revealed a clear sky and a white encrusted world. He sighed and rolled onto his front. He wished one of his friends were here to ease his boredom.
He could hear Lysander downstairs rambling on about what he had got Lily for Christmas. His little brother was always talking about that girl, Lorcan thought, scowling as he did.
His brother was completely enamoured with her and he doubted Lily knew. Lorcan also knew that Lily would never hurt Lysander but she was still just a bright, bubbly, cheerful and adorable nine year old. His brother was nine as well so they shouldn't even be thinking of relationships and crap like that. He knew Lily wasn't, she just wasn't that kind of girl. No, she was the type to put family and friends first and who loved life and who couldn't go anywhere without a book of some kind.
He knew that if everything did up going that way for them that Lorcan would be happy. Lysander deserved nothing less than the best, and Lily certainly was the best with many freckles and a bright grin and calming, cute eyes and…
Exactly, he thought firmly to himself, cutting off his last thought. She was an amazing person and Lysander would be good for her as he too was bright and funny and imaginative. She didn't need someone who was course and sarcastic and lazy. No, that kind of person would just hold her back from being a star, which was exactly what she was destined for.
He started when he heard someone outside his door and had barely a moments notice before his brother came charging into the room and jumped on the bed beside him.
'Lory, you've got to come downstairs! Mum made fudge and it's still warm, c'mon,' he cried and dragged Lorcan out of his room down to where their mother, Luna was.
'It's not snowing so why don't you two go play outside?' she said dreamily as they each munched on a piece of fudge.
'Why not?' shrugged Lorcan and once both boys were rugged up they wandered out into the snow. While Lorcan wandered and wondered about what Frank would be doing, Lysander ran about, jumping in the snow or making snow-angels with a bright grin on his face.
Lorcan shook his head at his brother's childishness thou a fond smile graced his features. They were very different, everyone said so and it was in moments like this that Lorcan really saw it. Here he was pondering things while walking around and there was Lysander laughing and playing. Two sides of a coin, he thought with a smile.
Sorry it's so short but Lory wasn't cooperating. I hope you enjoyed it still and please review before favouriting/following, thanks!