A.N. One shot curtesy of reviewer Jostanos.
Original prompt: After the presents were divvied out, Harry and Mai began to sing..."Grandpa got run over by a John Deer..." since Madam Longbottom is Neville Longbottom's Grandma and singing "Grandma got run over by a reindeer" would have been in very bad taste/form.
Disclaimer: As always, I do not own Harry Potter or Ghost Hunt, if I did then there would be no crippling student loans for me or my family.
Everyone sat around the Christmas tree after they had finished opening their presents, the children lounged about on the bean bag chairs nibbling on little cakes and other pastries that had been brought in by the house elves. Harry and Hermione were chatting about a couple of books they had gotten and Mai was watching Draco and Neville playing a game of wizard's chess. She lay down on her stomach, her feet in the air and kicking back and forth as she watched the game with interest, humming softly under her breath. Harry caught the tune she was humming and grinned, glancing at Hermione from the corner of his eye before humming the chorus of the song slightly louder. Hermione glanced up at the sound of the familiar tune and narrowed her eyes slightly at Harry. Mai grinned when Harry picked up the tune louder, glancing back at him with a questioning look.
"Grandpa got run over by a John Deere," Harry started out softly, "Walking home from Moose Lodge Christmas Eve."
Mai hummed along to the song, picking up the next line, "Now you can say there's no such thing as Santa, But after suing John Deere I believe."
"I believe," Hermione nearly whispered the repeat of the last line of the verse. The pure bloods in the room looked at each other in confusion before looking at the three sitting on the floor in a circle and singing a strange song about someone getting run over by a deer.
"He's been a-guzzlin' old Jack Daniels, and smoking' that wacky weed-" Harry picked up again, "He mixed it with his medication, and run off with some bleach-blonde named Bernice."
Augusta looked scandalized at the notion that someone would run away with a bleach blonde bimbo that the family had no knowledge of.
Mai smiled as she picked up the next verse, getting back up from Hermione. "When we found him Christmas mornin', We thought he had a heart attack. But he had tar prints on his forehead, and incriminatin' hickies on his neck."
"On his what?" Draco asked, looking horrified at the thought.
The look on his face caused the three carolers to burst into a fit of giggles and Augusta to declare that they sing actual songs, though she had a small smile on her face as she chastised the kids about their 'highly inappropriate song choices.'