A/N: Ok, so I'm here again. LOL. I have horrible will power smh. Oh well. Now here's the deal fam; I only want one thing from you… REVIEWSS! R-E-V-I-E-W! Yep… That's literally all.

"Momm you're crushing my ribs!"

"I'm sorry love I just missed you so much."

Pulling away from my mother's steel grip, I gave her a wide smile and pecked her on the cheek softly. Examining her, I was relieved to see she still looked the same; no dark circles or signs of illness. It was sort of unfair honestly. People often mistook her for my older sister, she just looked that young. With her short black hair, angular face and lovable personality, she was a joy to be around. That is, until you got on her bad side. A shudder ran down my spine just from the thought of it. "I missed you too mum but could we go home and do this maybe?"

"Alright alright. Hold on to my arm as tightly as you can; I don't want you getting splinched."

If you hadn't figured it out by now, we were apparating. Well my mother was apparating, I was just "side-along apparating" apparently. Soon enough, I felt the uncomfortable feeling of immense pressure all over my body, but thank Merlin it was over soon enough. As I blinked and regained my bearings, I saw my mother already walking ahead of me, entering our home.

Home.

I almost immediately felt the warm, soothing feeling that accompanied the word. Everything was the same. The ivy that started at the front door and ended at my bedroom window upstairs bought a smile to my face as I remembered the time I had tried to use it as a rope to sneak out but had only managed to break my ankle. The red brick walls and the chimney which had a trickle of smoke drifting up into the sky. The garden which always looked well kept yet messy at the same time was covered in a layer of snow.

Looking down at my feet, I saw my mother had already taken my trunk and owl inside, so I quickly followed suit. Walking into the foyer, I took off my coat and hung it on the hook while shaking off the light dusting of snow which had gathered on my head. All of a sudden, before I could understand what was going on, I found myself being squeezed to the point of suffocation. "Mum!"

"What? You said we could do this at home."

Groaning, I followed her into the kitchen which overlooked our cozy little living room. In said living room… sat a hunched figure. Freezing, I pursed my lips, trying to be as quite as I could. I walked behind the figure, on my tip toes, and just as I was ready to pounce…

"I'm an auror in training idiot, I'll know when a clumsy teenager is trying to sneak up on me."

"Aw come on", I whined before tackling my older brother.

A muffled "Oof" was heard before I was practically flung across the room. Lifting myself up from where I had fallen, rather where I had been thrown, I dusted myself of and tried not to laugh at my brother's glare. "I hope you know that my least favorite time of the year is when you come home."

Gasping and clutching at my heart dramatically, I wailed, "Oh but you can't mean that brother mine!"

"He doesn't Harper, I can promise you that. Why just yesterday he was offering to pick you up from school!" I heard a voice behind me say. Turning around, I saw my mother beckon to the dining table with a fond smile on her face. "Now come along. Dinner is ready."

Quickly following her to the treat laden table, I ignored my brother's indignant refusals behind me and licked my lips in anticipation. Hogwarts food was amazing, but Mum's food was to die for. A whole chicken roast with mashed potatoes and vegetables, potato salad, tomato soup and mutton chops is what decorated our table and I couldn't help but gape. I already knew my aunt and her family wouldn't be coming because of their prior commitments and my uncle wasn't even in the country, so who the heck was going to eat all that food? "Mum, I hope you realized there are just three f us. How are we supposed to eat all that?!"

Rolling her eyes she raised her eyebrow and said, "Don't be silly Harp, the Scamanders are coming over for Christmas dinner since their other relatives are all over the world, you know how that family is."

Did she just say the Scamanders? No. of course she didn't. She couldn't have. Swallowing thickly, I repeated, "the… Scamanders?"

Looking thoroughly confused, the poor woman, she nodded.

Well then.

And with that thought, I was gone. Bounding up the stairs, taking two at a time, I put my thoughts in order.

First: nicer clothes.

Second: fix my face.

Third: get in the correct state of mind.

I was so not prepared for this. Not at all. Lysander Scamander, in my home, eating at my table, possibly entering my room.

*queue internal panic*

Bursting into my bedroom, I took deep breath and looked around. Everything was exactly as I left it. My bed (my first and last love) with its aqua bedcovers and plushy cushions, my wall painted the same color as my common room, my dresser and my soft rug. Running to my wardrobe I quickly started sifting through it.

Formal dress? Nope.

Skirt? Nah.

Ripped jeans? Ha, not happening.

Plain red sweater and black pants? Hmm, it would do.

Changing clothes in record time, I sped into the bathroom and scrutinized my reflection in the mirror. Thank Merlin my skin was currently zit, pimple and acne free and my dark circles weren't too prominent. Carefully putting some mascara and face powder on, I ran a brush through my hair. Going to look into the mirror, I found my reflection acceptable enough.

"Well I understand its Christmas and all so I get the whole dressing up bit, but you never put makeup on, so that's a red light", I heard my mother's amused voice say behind me.

Turning around with a deer in the headlights expression, I quickly shook my head. "Actually you know how you always say I should be more presentable and I felt like I needed to take your advice and you know I'm feeling loads better about myself-"

My rambling, however was cut off when my mother let out an unbelieving scoff. "Darling you came out of my womb I know you well enough. Other than that, you don't hide your crush very well, sorry to say. Now the question remains; which twin?"

Sighing, I found that I wasn't really all that surprised. Mum always found a way to look right through me, why would this be any different? Shrugging, I mumbled, "Lysander."

Chuckling, she nodded. "Of course, your fellow Hufflepuff. Well alright dear, since you're all dressed up, why don't you come downstairs since your crush has arrived." And with that she was gone.

Ok then. I could do this. To be completely honest, the only reason I was making such a big deal of him coming to my home was because I had no preparation whatsoever and other than that, I was in a completely different zone at home compared to Hogwarts. But no matter, shoulders straight, chin up.

This dinner would go well even if it was the last thing I saw.

A/N: *shuffles around and looks at you with eyebrows raised* So I'm back to bribing. If you review, both the Scamander twins will give you a kiss

Lorcan: *wiggles eyebrows and puckers lips* Lets do this baby

Lysander: Really Lorcan? You would just kiss a stranger?

Lorcan: Well excuse me Mr. condescending, don't you want reviews?

Lysander: Of course I do!

Lorcan: Then pucker up princess

Lysander: Allrighty. Whose first?