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The Life of Albus Potter

Chapter 10: It's A Weasley Christmas! (Part One)

I awoke early on the morning of December twenty-second, remembering what day it was. It was my arrogant brother, James Sirius Potter, thirteenth birthday today. With a groan, I pulled myself out of bed.

Today, the whole family would be here, at my house. When I mean the whole family, I really mean this:

Nevielle and Hannah (née Abbott) Longbottom and their three kids, Frank, Alice, and Grace. Luna and Rolf Scamander and their twins boys who are Lily's age, Lorcan and Lysander. Ron and Hermione and Rose and Hugo. Percy and Audrey and Lucy and Molly. Fleur and Bill and Victorie, Dom, and Louis. Charlie and his girlfriend Amy. Madison and George, and their kids Arianna (who is about Teddy's age, so eighteen or so), Skeeter (who is in her fifth year, and a Gryffindor), Fred (he's thirteen, but you already know about him), Dylan (he is a year younger than me), Allie (she is Lily's age), and the youngest, Jason (he is only five). I think she's pregnant again, though... Oh! Let's not forget about Grandma and Grandpa as well!

Anyway, I got into the shower, and washed myself. I did this all in a slow process, so I could waste all the hot water on myself. I turned off the water, grabbed a towel, dried myself off, and put the green towel over my waist, covering my... Erm... Area.

I whipped my messy, wet hair, and grabbed a small green towel for it. I messed it all up again most likely by rubbing the towel over my head, but that didn't matter at the momment.

Putting on my underware, I grabbed the clothes that I put on the bathroom counter (you know, the thing that has a sink built into it?) and got dressed.

Today, I was wearing a pair of black jeans, a black T-shirt that had the words "STYX" on it in white lettering (STYX is an old band), a black and dark purple striped hoodie, and black socks (I would put my black Vans on, but mum won't let us wear our shoes in the house). I combed out my hair, and let it fall into place, as usaul- in front of my green eyes. I didn't bother whipping it back, because as you know, I like my hair this way.

Mum will make me get it cut some time, but for the mean time, I won't let her.

Grabbing a book, I went downstairs, much like I did on my birthday in August, except I wasn't the first awake this time.

I walked into the kitchen with my book (it's title was Mockinjay- I have read it for the fifth time about now), and sat down at the kitchen table chair. Mum looked at me, and sat down across from me. Dad was reading the newspaper next to her. Breakfast was when James woke up, and when Lily did.

"You need a haircut, honey. Your hair goes past your eyes-"

I interrupted her. "It always has."

"No, I mean, way past your eyes. It's getting long. Almost to your shoulders too."

I shrugged. "I've told you, repetively- I like it this way. The world is easier to block out."

"You'll be socializing with the family today, Albus."

"It's Al. And no, I won't be."

"And why not?" Pondered mum, curious.

"Please. Who'd want to associate with the black sheep of the family? Whatever. It doesn't matter."

It never does.

The family came over at around noon today. So, after I greeted everybody with a small hug, I raced up to my hiding spot in the House. Meaning, I was in the cupboard underneath the basement stairs that I created. Accidental magic when I was five- I needed to hide and read, get away from the world, and then BOOM! It- this cupboard- just appeared with a bunch of books and crap.

I sat in there, and read. I decided to read the book, "The Fellowship of the Ring". I was at page two hundred and five when the door to my hideout was opened.

I came face to face with all the cosins- except Ari (Arianna), Victorie and Teddy. I glared at them all; they interrupted my reading.

"What? You interrupted my reading." I stated fiercely.

"WOW! ALBUS IS TALKING!" Exclaimed a shocked Louis.

"It's Al, now go away before I curse you all with a Bat Bogey Hex. I don't know about you lot, but I would like to get back to Frodo and Sam and Gandalf and their adventure and such."

They stayed where they were, obviously trying to annoy me. I didn't let them, so, once I got to page two hundred and twenty, I looked up, and snorted, "Your still here?"

"Snakey, be quiet."

"Just go join your group of bloodthirsty lions up stairs, you lot. Us snakes prefer being as far away from you all as possible." I sneered at them.

Harry's Point of View:

"Did you find Al?" Asked Ginny.

They nodded, but Lucy said, "He is in a bad mood; he and James were having an insult match about lions and snakes."

She and some of the family didn't find that weird, but of course, they didn't know what House Al was in.

"Neville, how is Malfoys spawn?" Asked Ron, curiously.

Neville began. "He seems a lot different from his father and grandfather. He hangs around with his cosin, a girl by the name of Norrie Goyle, and Al. Al has really come out of his shell, I think, doing to his House."

"Yes, because Gryffindors are awesome!" Exclaimed Ron.

"No, erm, I mean Slytherin." Neville said, backing away slightly from Ron. He (along with probably everybody else) thought he would explode.

Ron shrugged, "So? I'm not going to explode, gosh guys. You guys have faith in me."

"Of course we do, Ickle Ronniekins! Why wouldn't we?" Asked George cheerfully.

My younger twin sister, Madison, sighed and pecked her husband on the cheek.

When Fred died many years ago, Madison was the only one that Georgew as talk to- her and their few month old daughter, Ari. She was able to pull him out from depression, saying that Fred wouldn't want this and would want us all to be laughing because somebody set off fireworks and somebody pranked Ron. So, George and Madison pranked Ron. It was a few weeks later that they got married. They had been engaged since my fifth year.

"Oh, you should see your face, Percy. It was like that face Harry had when he found out that I had given birth to a daughter while he was on his little adventure that he wouldn't let me go on."

"Yeah, well I wasn't exactly happy that you were pregnant and seventeen at the same time."

"Hey, it was a really good birthday present for Georgie. April first- thank god she isn't as much trouble as her father was..."

"I take offense to that, love." George pouted.

"Aw, honey, you were meant to." She smirked.

"Ewwww mummy daddy! You promised you wouldn't do that in front of me!" Complained Jason.

"Mmmm. We're sorry Jason. Daddy just loves your mummy very very much." George said as he picked up his son.

"As much as possible?" He said, once the other kids went back downstairs, Teddy, Victorie, and Ari included.

"More than possible, Jason. You'll love someone like I love mummy one day." He said, looking at his wife with a loving smile that Madison returned as she lay her head on his shoulder.

"Like how Auntie Harry and Uncle Ginny love eachother?"

"Honey, it's Auntie Ginny and Uncle Harry."

"But mama told me that Harry is a girl!"

Everybody laughed while I glared at my sister.

"Yes, well, I meant he acts like a girl when he comes over, whinning for me to make pumpkin pie."

"That was once!" I exclaimed.

"You do it once a month, mate." George said.

"Yeah, and I'm pretty sure your godfather is on his period at the time." Madison said, causing me to glare.

"Uncle Harry what's a period? James was telling Skeet the other day that it must be her time of the month."

"Erm... I'm not the one who should answer this..."

"Damn right you won't, I don't want my son scarred for life because his Uncle told him something at age five!" Madison exclaimed.

"Run along, Jason, okay?"

"Okay daddy."

Jason then ran off, and joined the other kids.

"Uhm... So I wanted to tell you guys first..." Madison trailed off.

"Your pregnant again, aren't you?" Asked Hermione, knowingly.

"Curse my best friend for knowing me too well."

Albus' Point of View:

I awoke on December twenty-fifth to my little sister jumping on my bed.

"Lily! Alright, alright, I'm up! Hold your hippogriffs." I told her.

"Albie! It's Christmas!" She said, a huge smile on her face.

I smiled. I always loved eating mums Christmas cookies, and Aunt Madison's pumpkin pie. Most of all, though, I love getting a new Weasley Sweater each year. The other cosins May act like they don't appriciate it in front of their friends, but I know that they love it more than humanly possible.

Grandma Molly is probably the best grandma ever; Grandpa Arthur is the probably the best grandpa ever.

Well, I think, because, oh, you know, my dad's parents are dead. Nothing huge, you know, Voldemort showed up on their doorstep, you know, completely normal.

I hate it when other kids, like my cosins, and my cosins friends say that their going to spend time with both sets of grandparents. They don't realise how lucky they actually are.

I mean, the only people who can relate to me are:

James, Lily, Ari, Skeeter, Fred, Dylan, Allie, Jason, and Teddy and me of course.

Teddy, like my father, has never met his parents- well, he has, but you know what I mean. He has only met Andromeda, and Andromeda gave him to dad straight after dad finished Auror training with Uncle Ron.

James, Lily, Ari, Skeeter, Fred, Dylan, Allie, Jason, and I have never met Grandma Lily and Grandpa James. It makes us feel pretty sad. Well, me, at least.

Anyway, Lily left for me to get changed. In the Christmas spirit today, I put on a pair of black jeans, and a green Weasley sweater from last year, and a pair of red high tops. I did my hair as usaul.

Damn, I sound like a girl right there.

I met James and Lily in the hallway, and together, with huge smiles on our faces, we raced down the stairs. Well, James slid down the banister, but, you know what I mean.

Since James' birthday, him and I have been getting along a lot better. He asked me to play X-Box with him. Playing Halo and Blackops with him... Well, there are some things in the modern world where you can't become friends without doing.

That made no sense- well, to me it didn't. Maybe it did to you, I don't know.

We went to the kitchen first, because mum always makes us have breakfast first. I understand why, because sometimes we get too wrapped up in opening presents.

Ha ha, wrapped up. Do you get it?

Yeah, that was a bad joke.