#Prongs the Red Nose Reindeer

[ravenclaws-stuff]

Y/n take a marker, coloring James's nose.

Sirius: "Doll what are you doing to poor Prongs?"

She turns with a smirk on her face.

"Prongs? This isn't Prongs. It's Rudolph."

Sirius and Y/N burst into laughter as James pouts in his arms chair.

James: "Moony."

Remus shakes his head, hiding his smile behind his book.

[fictionalsimp09]

Reindeer

Jegumas Day 3 - @noblehouseofgay - 324 words

“I hate you,” Regulus bites out as he looks in the mirror, adjusting his fake beard. 

“You look beautiful, love,” James says sincerely. 

“Look at my stomach, James!” 

He gasps, “Are you insinuating that fat people can’t be beautiful?” 

Regulus sighs, “You know that’s not what I meant.” 

“I know.” James wraps his arms around his husband, resting his chin on his shoulder and locking eyes with him through their reflection. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” 

“No, I want to. For Harry.” 

“You sure?” 

“Let’s just do this before I change my mind, alright?” 

James grabs Reggie’s gloved hand, kissing it softly as he murmurs, “I love you,” and leads him to the garden, covered in a small layer of snow which is sure to increase as the month progresses. He calls out to Harry and turns into Prongs, allowing Regulus to place a glowing red ball on his nose. Lily leads their son outside, who lets out an excited shriek when he sees them. 

“Mummy, look! Santa! Rudolph!” 

He runs towards them, hugging Regulus’ - or Santa’s - leg, explaining that he’s been good all year (debatable) and everything that he wants for Christmas. Soon his attention turns to Prongs. “Can I pet him?” he asks hesitantly. 

Regulus puts on the best jovial voice he can manage, “Why of course you can, little one.” 

Despite the many times he’s been around Prongs, Rudolph is a completely different animal in his eyes, so he is careful when he reaches out, but it doesn’t take long for him to be petting and hugging him too. “Who’s a good reindeer?” 

“Want to ride him?” Regulus asks. 

Harry jumps up and down. “Yes, yes, yes!” 

Regulus laughs and though he may hate James for suggesting this, he can tell by the smile on his face that he doesn’t regret it. Nothing makes either of them happy more than their son’s joy. 

[theres-a-starman]

Jegumas day 3: reindeer @noblehouseofgay

word count: 351

James was sat in the living room, barely paying attention to whatever Christmas movie marathon Regulus put on to distract him as he worked in his Potions room James built special for him.

So, James sat, half asleep on the couch and bored out of his mind, decided to maybe pay a little bit of attention. He fixes his glasses and sits upright. A short animated film of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer is playing. James furrows his brows in interest, slowly reaching over to call Sirius.

“Hey, Pads… can you come over real quick?” James asks hesitantly, pausing the short film on a scene with a close up of Rudolph.

“Yeah, Prongs? Is something the matter?” Sirius’ voice sounds from over the phone

“No, but I got a really good idea and it’d piss off your brother,” James replies with a growing smile. He can practically hear how Sirius leaps up, eager with the opportunity to fuck with Regulus.

“I’ll be there in 5,”

“Bring something red, round, and the size of your palm. The shinier the better,” James says excitedly.

Less than 5 minutes later, Sirius is creeping through the door, careful to not alert Regulus, even though the Potions room is soundproof inside and out. Sirius pulls out a shiny red rubber ball and throws it to James.

“Perfect. Right, see that deer on the telly? Yeah, it’s name is Rudolph, it’s a muggle reindeer tale. So when I turn into a stag and all, you’re gonna magick the ball onto my nose so I look like Rudolph, and then you’ll call Reg out and he’ll be so confused,” James explains, hands moving animatedly, gesticulating heavily as he talks. Sirius nods along excitedly, waiting for James to transform.

Sirius grabs the ball, casting a temporary sticking charm to the ball as James turns into a stag. Sirius carefully places the ball on James nose, calling out “Regulussss!! Come down here!”

Regulus emerges from the Potions room, stopping at the top of the stairway as he catches sight of James in his stag form.

“What… the fuck… is this?”

[siriuslylovejegulus33]

Jegulus Raising Harry (1/1)

Every year James would turn into his deer self and Regulus would put a red nose on him. So then James would go to the forest and wait. Regulus would dress up Harry (making sure his ears are warm) and they would go out to see if they could find a reindeer.

Every year, Rudolph would be in the forest.

Prongs: *drinking water in a pond*

Regulus, with a little smile: Oh my, Harry dear do you see him?

Harry, gasps and his eyes sparkle: Papa, it's Rudolph!

Regulus: Go say hi to your friend, darling.

Harry skips joyfully to his friend, closes his arms around his snout, and the deer snuggles ingto him. They play for hours.

Regulus puts him on top of Rudolph, Harry swings from his antlers, Harry pets his friend thoroughly while giving him sugar cubes and carrots, and they roll oround in the grass.

Regulus: Sweetheart, it's getting late. We have to go home to make daddy hot coca with marshmallows or he'll get pissy. Oh don't look at me like that. I'll give you extra cream.

Harry, gloomily dragging his feet: Bye, Ruddie. I have to go back home- my daddy is waiting for us. I love him so much... I wish you could meet him. *whispers* But he doesn't know about you- it's mine and Papa's little secret.

Harry hugs his friend's chest because he knows it'll be long until they see eachother again.

When Harry and Regulus get to the door, Regulus kneels down: Remember Harry love, Rudoph is our secret.

Harry makes the motion of locking his lips.

When Reggie opens the door, Harry goes running to the couch where he sees James.

Harry: Daddy! Papa and I had so much fun today!

James, smirking and sweaty: Did you? Whatever did you do?

Harry, grining goofily: We went to the forest and played for hours!

Regulus: Harry, why don't you go get the cream while I talk to daddy?

Harry: Ok!

Harry runs as fast as his little feet can take him without falling.

Regulus, kissing James: Hello, lover.

James: Hi, my deer. *kiss* My life. *kiss* My star. *kiss*

Regulus, blushing and going around to move James to his lap whispers: He's so happy. You did great, mon soleil.

James, snuggling into Reg and kissing his neck: Thank you, my love. I think this was my best performance.

Regulus: I think all your preformances are spectacular *winks*

James, through laughter: Fuck yeah they are

Harry stumbles into the living room with a face full of whipped cream.

Harry: Guyssssss, c'monnnn. I need marshmallows!

James is in tears from laughing and Reg is clutching his stomach. Reggie runs to Harry, picks him up, and throws them both into James.

His family, his beautfiul family.

James and Regulus smother Harry in kisses and then when he thinks he can't laugh anymore, James carries them both to the kitchen.

And that's how the Potter-Black house always felt like. Full of joy, full of hope, dreams... and always full of love.

[nikholascrow]

Christmas at the Potter’s - word count: 673 - merry fucking christmas to everyone who celebrates and big hugs to everyone who’s holiday experience has sucked because of family

It was James’ idea. Why must James Potter be bane of his existence first stealing the heart of his best friend and then having the audacity to be nice to Evan and him as well? Barty did not under any circumstances like James Potter. Ever. But now sitting in the Potters’ living room squished between Regulus and a very Sleepy Evan, maybe Barty liked James a Little bit, But only because the couch was so crowded that Evan was partly in his lap and had his head resting on Barty’s shoulder.

James’ grand scheme began one night in the slytherin dorms a week before christmas holidays,

James propped himself up on his elbows and looked up at his boyfriend excitedly “Reg if i turn into prongs would you charm my nose to glow red so i’d look like Rudolph?”

“So you'd look like who?” Regulus looked somewhere between wildly perplexed and mildly entertained.

“like the reindeer- ya know the one with the red nose?”

Evan glanced over from his bed where’d he’d been writing an essay “why on earth would a reindeer have a red nose?”

“He pulls Santa’s sleigh- ya know to bring the presents?” James was looking increasingly more distressed.

Barty sat up from his place next to Evan and asked the question that pushed James over the edge “Who the bloody fuck is Santa?”

what followed was the most chaotic description of Christmas Barty had ever heard after which James realized not a single one of the slytherin boys in the room had ever experienced a proper Christmas.

Less than two days later James plopped down at the slytherin table next to Regulus much to the confusion of most of the contents of the great hall and declared “It’s done!”

all three boys stared at him blankly but Regulus was the first to speak “what’s done-“

James beamed “You’re all coming to mine for Christmas this year! I’ve already asked mum and told Sirius and Remus and Peter and… what?” as if he had just registered how absolutely confuzzled they all looked.

So here Barty was crammed on a couch with Remus, Sirius, Peter, James, Regulus and Evan, his best friend who he definitely did not have a Crush on. Remus, his favorite of the Gryffindors, kept shooting him knowing looks and he was Rapidly dropping down in Barty’s ranking of everyone squished onto the crowded couch at the moment. Barty just glared back at him. Honestly He thought Evan was asleep until elbow jabbed painfully into his ribs and he looked over to see Evan's terrifyingly unreadable Hazel eyes.

then the dazzlingly beautiful blonde had the bloody audacity to smirk at him and push a small perfectly wrapped gift into his hands “merry christmas Bee”

Barty eagerly ripped away the perfect emerald green paper and opened the small box it had encased, the box contained a small oval locket and within that was a picture of him and Evan taken sometime during the summer before 5th year Barty had one an arm draped around Evan and they both wore lazy content smiles Barty remembered that moment it had been perfect he’d prayed it would never end. Bartys face went red and the butterflies that followed could be more accurately described as a rabid raccoon clawing at the walls of his stomach. Barty opened his mouth to thank Evan to say anything but nothing came out, a few minutes of silence later in which Barty was painfully aware of the way Evan was smirking at him he managed to form a complete sentence

“merry christmas Ev” he shoved his messily wrapped gift into Evan's hands unceremoniously and looked anywhere but Evan. Said target of his unfortunately placed affections slowly unwrapped the gift careful not to rip the delicate navy paper, and held up a pretty beaded bracelet Barty has made himself detailed with a silver rose charm. Evan didn’t say anything, just slipped the bracelet on his wrist and curled back up against Barty.

God he was gonna kill James.

[ersatzdagger]

can I steal and marry your regulus? Idc what James has to say ngl

I’ll help you. We can put a red nose on prongs and swap him in for Santa’s reindeer.

[lamesiscanon]

Reindeer Games

Day 4 from the Wolfstar Holiday 2020 Prompt List by @remus-john-lupin. Includes James being pranked.

Marauder’s Annual Reindeer Games. Est. 1981 (because they lived, damn it.)

“Shhh we don’t want to wake him up.”

“Then just hurry up and do it already.”

“Do you think it will fit?”

“Yeah, it’s not that big.” 

“Hey Remus, Sirius, have you guys seen Jame- oh.” 

The drunk and giggling men turned towards Lily with equally guilty expressions. Sirius held a bra, probably one of Lily’s and Remus had a pair of boxers. Upon further investigation, James was found laying under the Christmas tree; asleep in animagus form. His antlers had several different types of under garments hanging from them like some sort of bone-y Christmas tree straight off the naughty list. 

Each time the stag breathed in and out, a pair of lacy knickers hanging in front of his face would move, dragging Lily’s attention to the bright red puff ball that was in place with a sticking charm on James’ nose. 

“What the hell are you doing?” Lily whisper-shouted. 

Remus and Sirius glanced at each other, wondering how much they should give away. 

“Playing reindeer games?” Remus tried, hoping that Lily would either leave them alone or only scold them quietly as to not wake up James. 

Remus saw Lily notice their line of tape in the carpet, to mark the throwing distance and then watched as she took in all the lingerie hanging from James’ antlers.

“Is there a point system?” She finally asked. Remus nodded his head. 

“The smaller the prong, the more points you get. If you loop a piece of clothing around two prongs, you can add the points together.” He explained. 

“And what sort of prize are you guys playing for? Alcohol?”

Sirius smirked at that, twirling the bra he still held around his finger. “Actually, it was more like ‘winner gets sucked off’ but if you want to play, we can come up with something more worthy of the nice list.”

Lily seemed to contemplate it for a minute, looking between the drunk couple and her husband passed out under the pine needles. The answer was obvious. 

“Let me get my camera first.” 

Remus high-fived Sirius, both grinning like mad as they watched her come back with her magical disposable camera.

“Say cheese.” She joked, charging the flash and winding the film. Sirius knelt down in front of Prong’s face, lips in a pout while Remus made a slingshot with the boxers. 

The picture caught Sirius giving Prong’s red nose a kiss right before the pair of boxers hit him in the face, to which Remus bent over laughing at. 

“Now.” Lily said, back to business after putting her camera away and copying the picture about a hundred times. “Give me a pair of knickers.” 

Remus handed her the ammo, letting her do the honor of landing them right across Prong’s ear, making it twitch wildly before finally settling down again. The rum and eggnog had them laughing harder than the situation probably warranted, and still, James did not wake up. 

The photo went on to be Sirius and Remus’ Christmas card, and no one questioned it when Sirius claimed he had rented a Reindeer for their card photos. The hexes they received from James were well worth it.

[bluescarfvivi]

"PFHAHAHAHAAHA! Mysty, the red nosed reindog!," Frenzy accidently does a flip in the air by laughing that forcefully.

"Pardon you, fireball, but I do not have a glowing red nose! The glowing red fur, however, has been all natural~ Even as a reindeer~"

What a noisy spirit. Perhaps he could put those 8 pronged-horns to some good use...

@frenzys-furnace

[dogwolf2112]

Little HC

James lost a bet to Sirius near Christmas time over how much chocolate Moony would eat in an hour. He had to go out into a Muggle village in his Animagus form, with Sirius having charmed his nose red, for an hour.

He’s fairly sure that there are pictures being taken, but has to continue on.

“Are you sure he’s safe?” A worried parent asks.

“Don’t worry, he wouldn’t hurt a kid. Would you?” Prongs glares at Sirius and huffs his assent, all the while kids are trying to climb up him or hang stuff from his horns.

When they get back home, Lily has not only gotten pics of the entire event, but had also put on “Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer.” The rest of the Marauders were all too happy to parody it.

Harry finds these photos in a box in Grimmauld after fifth year and hangs it up as a reminder of what he’s fighting for.

[pokemon-nickname-centre]

Nickname Ideas For: Xerneas

My personal choices are; Vitus, Cupid, James, Comet and Zoe

What are yours?

Name Ideas Count: 61 (4 categories)

Category: “Life Pokemon”

Vitus (”life”)

Vita (”life”)

Vito (”life”)

Zoe / Zoey (”life”)

Eve (”to breathe” / “to live”)

Eva (”to breathe” / “to live”)

Ava / Avah (”to breathe” / “to live”)

Aisha ("alive")

Beathan ("life")

Bion ("life")

Bo ("to live" via Old Norse)

Enid ("soul" / "life")

Ercan ("brave man" + "soul, life")

Haruki (various kanji meanings, but one translation of the element "ki" is "living")

Vitaliya ("life")

Vivian ("alive")

Vivianus ("alive")

Category: Fictional Deer and Reindeer

James (Harry Potter)

Prongs (Harry Potter)

Lily (Harry Potter)

Bambi (Bambi)

Faline (Bambi)

Rudolph (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Dasher  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Dancer  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Prancer  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Vixen  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Comet  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Cupid  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Donner  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Blitzen  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)

Zoe / Zoey  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer: The Movie)

Clarice  (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer 1964)

Sven (Frozen)

Robbie (Robbie the Reindeer)

Category: Mythology

Eikthyrnir (mythological stag)

Dainn  (mythological stag) 

Davalinn  (mythological stag) 

Duneyrr  (mythological stag) 

Duraþrór (I cannot find an alternate spelling using the English alphabet, but if you happen to have access to the Thorn letter in your game, go for it. Otherwise take it with a pinch of salt that it could possibly be written as Durathror. Mythological stag.)

Cernunnos (mythological horned god)

Gilfaethwy (mythological deer)

Gwydion (mythological stag)

Xeglun (mythological elk)

Taygete (mythological doe)

Artemis (mythological figure associated with deer)

Diana (mythological figure associated with deer)

Category: Deer, Stag, Doe, Fawn

Fawn (”young deer”)

Fawna (”young deer”)

Buck (”male deer”)

Eniko (”Cow” or “Deer”)

Hirsch (”deer”)

Osin (”little deer”)

Roscoe (”roebuck” + “wood, forest”)

Darby ("deer town")

Oscar ("deer friend")

Raleigh ("red clearing" or "roe deer clearing")

Devin ("stag, ox")

Elain ("fawn")

Ophrah ("fawn")

Jelena (deer, stag" + "fir tree")

[thou-crusty-batch-of-nature]

1/2 Heya! Please could I have a ship? So I'm a Ravenclaw and the biggest smartass you'll ever meet. I'm pretty social, but people tire me really easily; although saying that, if I really like you I can talk for hours. I have the dirtiest and dryest sense of humour ever (which can get me in trouble sometimes..). I often end up being the "therapist" for my friends and I give pretty solid advice. I'm a phat nerd and I'll go on tangents about things I like pretty easily, although only to people I'm

close to, since I rarely share my thoughts with those I'm not. I'm about 5'6", and I've got super duper pale skin with blue eyes and wavy blonde hair (that's normally a bit of a mess). I also have those classic art hoe-esque circle glasses lol. I'm bi, but I have a preference for dudes. I'm also INFJ-A if that helps?? Idk. Sorry for the essay! P.S Congrats on 100!!! I could not be more proud 🎉💕

thank you so much darling!!!❤️❤️love you lots💋

PARTYYY

I SHIP YOU WITH JAMES POTTER

you met James when you kinda fell for one of his pranks

(James is still apologising to this day)

I mean it wasn't quite a prank

even he admitted it was a low blow

he... umm...kinda dyed your hair red

*gryffindor red

in his defence, he was still in that lily phase

and "It's going to wear off in two washes!"

I mean excuse you potter is it your hair? NO? then you don't get to say anything about it🤐

you had to get back at them

I mean ofc they were a team blah blah blah and you stood no chance blah blah

but you had it all: the charisma, the intelligence, the loyalty, the confidence

you had it meticulously planned

now people wouldn't call you ariel anymore

they would finally know your name muahahahahaa

kidding. but you did something aaah- how do you people call it- clasique?

yea right baby

you accidentally dropped some pollyjuice potion in their pumpkin juices and the next morning

I quote:

"Prongs, why do you wear Moony's sweater? And where is Moony?"

"I am Moony you dumbass"

*James exits the bathroom staring at three versions of himself* and says in a squeaky voice "whaaaaaaat"

and later they find this note that says

"now you have enough James' for Potter's ego. love - C"

and they are stunned

are you the mastermind behind all of this?

however you continue the prank war

and you eventually get to know each other over detention

and then another

and another

and everyone ships you two

they call you the Miss and Mr Potter

(you know... cuz you have similar glasses)

and you discover another side of Jamie

the sweet, loving one

he will always root for you and support you

and he thinks you are perfect

kisses your hand

he is a gentleman

with IMPECCABLE manners

(couldn't expect less from Euphemia Potter's son)

the most thoughtful dates

picnic on the quidditch field under the night sky

and you love each other so much

and James feels so lucky to have you in his life

bonus:

he let's you transform him into Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer at Christmas time

hope you liked this💖💖💖 and thank you for requesting 💋💋💋💋

[ao3feed-jily]

Christmas Jumpers and the War Against Wool

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2KUB7a0

by stardust_moonbeams

Lily Potter cannot knit. She cannot even make the most basic of scarves. So she started the Great War Against Wool on Christmas Eve

Remus Lupin however can knit, and quickly puts a stop to it

Or

The Marauders get Christmas jumpers

Words: 621, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Lily Evans Potter, Peter Pettigrew

Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin & Peter Pettigrew & James Potter & Lily Evans Potter

Additional Tags: Christmas Fluff, Christmas, Prongs the red nosed reindeer, We dont support JK Rowling in this household, Christmas Jumpers

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2KUB7a0

[siriuslysnuffles]

The Peppermint Bark Obsession

can also be read here on ffn! sorry it’s late!

Looking back at her boyfriend’s peppermint bark obsession, Lily did not know whether she should thank Sirius Black or whether it would have been better to throw him into a lake at sunset for the squids to have.

It all started on December first, otherwise known as the day you distinguish between those who abnormally need a month to celebrate the season and those who begin celebrating about a week before Christmas. Unfortunately for Lily, her boyfriend fell into the former category, whereas she fell into the latter.

‘James,’ Lily sighed upon seeing his outfit. ‘It is December first, Christmas is more than three weeks away.’

James examined his reindeer jumper along with his stocking covered pants. He had the audacity to grin at her. ‘Love,’ he said, walking behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He placed a kiss on her shoulder. ‘Why do you hate Christmas? ‘Tis the season to be jolly and all that.’

‘I repeat. It is December first. Christmas is on the twenty-fifth, therefore it is not Christmas.’ She shrugged him off of her, although a grin graced her face.

‘Are you Christmas shaming me, Evans?’ His lopsided grin had her holding back a very well-earned sigh.

‘Yes, I am, Potter.’ She came closer to him, letting her lips teasingly lingering a centimeter away from his.

‘Hmm…I’ll have to fix that, yeah?’ He closed the remaining space between them. His lips muffling her giggles.

She pushed him away as their cat brushed against his leg. ‘Good luck, reindeer boy.’

‘Hello, love,’ James announced as his girlfriend arrived home from work. ‘How was your day?’

She walked into his awaiting arms. ‘A patient flirted with me.’ Her mumbled words were still heard against his chest. ‘Oh,’ he said. He planted a small kiss to her head and asked, ‘Should I be worried?’

‘He was gross and vomited on me, and I told him where he could stick his hands.’

Lily felt James’ laugh vibrating against her. ‘I’m sure you did, my love.’

‘And everything was decorated in Christmas,’ she said, snuggling closer into him.

‘You poor thing,’ he sighed dramatically. ‘How will you ever recover?’

Lily looked up to glare at him. ‘I blame you, you Christmas addict.’

James chuckled. ‘I’m afraid you can’t blame me for Christmas. No matter how good I look in a Santa suit.’

‘Kinky,’ she said before letting go of him. ‘Why can’t everyone celebrate Christmas at a normal time of year.’

‘That would be a depressing December.’ He took her hand in his, leading her to the the kitchen. ‘Padfoot sent us something in the post, wanna open it?’

Mr and Mrs Prongs, it read along with their address.  

‘Does Sirius really need to write that every single time?’ Lily asked as she took it in her hands. ‘And does it really need to be wrapped in Christmas paper?’ If there was one person Lily knew to love Christmas more than her boyfriend, it was Sirius Black.

‘Just open it, Mrs Prongs,’ he teased her with a small nip to the ear.

‘Prat. I would never marry a prat, you know?’ She said as she slowly began unwrapping the small box.

‘Hmm…good thing I’m not a prat.’ She shivered slightly as she felt his breath on her neck, his hands wrapping around her once more.

‘You’ll always be a prat.’ A grin spread on her face. ‘Although a bearable one.’ She tossed the  paper aside to see a box full of sweets.

‘He sent us American sweets,’ Lily told him.

‘That’s nice of him, better than his last present to us.’

Her lips quirked up. ‘I am rather fond of not opening intimate presents from our friends, especially not in front of my parents.’ James snorted at reminder of her last present from their eccentric friend.

He grabbed one of the sweets that were wrapped in white and red. ‘Peppermint bark,’ he read.

And ‘tis how it began.

As the days to Christmas went by so did James’ obsession with the treat.

It was everywhere, and, quite frankly, it was driving Lily absolutely mad.

‘James, dear,’ she pinched the bridge of her nose slightly. As much as she loved him, he could be quite the pain in the arse. ‘This isn’t healthy, you can’t keep eating that ridiculous sweet.’

He popped another in his mouth. ‘Yes, I can,’ he argued back rather childishly.

‘Your going to become ill. You ate half a bar yesterday.’ She said recalling the gigantic bar she witness arrive in the post. She really needed to have a talk with Sirius about his dietary needs.

‘I’m still fit, love.’ He poked his stomach as proof of his statement.

‘Fine,’ Lily pouted at not getting her way.

An idea suddenly struck her. ‘Go ahead and eat as much of your precious chocolate as you want.’

‘Thank you.’ He got up ready to embrace her.

‘But I won’t be snogging you until you’re done with this obsession.’ Her words shocked him.

‘No snogging?’ He was gaping at her like fish. It was rather funny to her.

‘No snogging.’ The glint in her eyes was proof to James that she was indeed being serious.

‘But–but it’s Christmas.’ He managed to get out.

‘It’s not Christmas,’ Lily said in a singsong voice.

‘What about mistletoes?’

She shook her head at him and looked at her in fake innocence. ‘Not even for mistletoes.’

A smirk graced her face. ‘Good luck, peppermint bark boy.’

By the end of the first week without snogging his beautiful girlfriend, James had begun to exhibit the appearance of a puppy deprived of his favourite toy–not that his girlfriend was a toy, but James rather missed the way she would teasingly kiss him in the morning, when she got back from work, or when he got back from practising football with the team. His attitude wasn’t helped by his love’s adoration of teasing him at every opportunity. Whether it be in her just being her naturally adorable self or her very wonderful attempts at seducing him.

He rather loved her.

By the next week, it was only a few days before Christmas and neither individual had yet to cave.

‘It’s almost Christmas,’ Lily announced that morning, wrapping her arms around James’ waist.

‘Oh, now you’re in a Christmas mood.’ He said rather amused.

It was the same thing every year since he had met Lily Evans. She would shy away from anything Christmas related until less than a week before when she would be in full Christmas mode.

‘Ironic since you look like a walking Christmas tree,’ he had once teased her.

She didn’t speak to him until he apologised and agreed to getting a cat.

He would never forget the day they met. It was on the coldest October day five years ago when he had accidentally been pushed into her by Sirius. James had spilled his coffee on her and stuttered out an apology at seeing the beautiful redhead blushing. Sirius had offered to buy her a drink to make up for his clumsy mate. They ended up missing class to have a drink with her.

He had been her friend for a year–half of which she spent dating her jerk of an ex, Adam Mumps–before he asked her out on a date. Sirius always teased him about getting to be best man at their wedding because if it hadn’t been for him pushing him into Lily they might have never met. James only half-heartedly agreed with his logic.

‘Mmm…I love you,’ she mumbled sleepily into his back.

His heart beat faster at her words. No matter how many times she’s said them, the effect it had on him never lessened.

‘You’re not guilting me out of eating the sweet, Lil.’

He could feel her glare on his back as she gently hit his shoulder. ‘I know that.’ A roll of the eyes accompanied her statement. ‘I just love you.’

‘Enough to kiss me?’ He turned around to meet her eyes teasingly.

‘Perhaps not that much.’ She did, however, give him a quick peck on the cheek. ‘I’m going Christmas shopping with April today.’

‘Can I request a kiss as a present?’ His tone was playful as she walked past him.

‘I’m afraid you’re on Santa’s naughty list.’ Her laugh caused him to let out a schoolboy sigh.

He couldn’t wait until Christmas.

Christmas day began at the Potter-Evans residence as it always did–with James stepping on their cat, resulting in him being scratched by the ferocious beast.

‘Really, James? Again?’ Lily asked as she saw James nursing the tiny (according to Lily) scratch.

‘It’s not my fault the creature gets in my way every Christmas.’

‘He’s a cat, love.’

‘It’s not a normal cat, Lil. That thing senses fear.’ His girlfriend giggled at his serious expression.

‘More like senses idiots.’ She teased him as she took pity on him and handed him a bandage.

‘You love the cat more than me,’ he pouted.

‘Of course I do. The cat has never spilled coffee on me.’

He grinned at her. ‘Worked out in my favour though, didn’t it?’

‘Prat.’ But she couldn’t hide the fond smile that graced her lips.

The time was six in the evening when Lily and James decided to exchange presents before their friends arrived.

‘Open yours first,’ he told her as he handed her a medium sized box wrapped in reindeer paper.

‘All right.’ She pulled off the red bow before beginning to unwrap it. She glared playfully at him as she saw what it contained. ‘Peppermint bark, really?’ He saw an amused glint in her eyes.

‘There’s more.’ He saw the confused look on her face as she emptied the contents on the floor and noticed a smaller black box. She grabbed the box carefully, stroking it lightly.

‘This better not be a joke, James.’ Her voice came out softly.

‘Open it and find out.’ His voice was a whisper.

She opened the box as he got down on one knee in front of her.

‘James?’ Her green eyes met his hazel ones. A smile meant for only him.

‘I know you said you wouldn’t marry a prat,’ he began. ‘But I was hoping you’d make an exception for me.’

‘Are you really…?’ She looked at him in shock.

‘Marry me, Lily Evans?’ His voice came out a tad bit hoarse as he stared up at his love.

She flung herself into his arms, kissing his lips as she mumbled her response onto them.

‘I thought you weren’t going to kiss me until I gave up the peppermint bark?’ He sighed onto her lips.

‘Shut up,’ was her brilliant response as she pulled him closer to her. He was too content in her arms to argue.

Lily supposed she could get used to the taste of peppermint bark as long as she could keep kissing her idiot of a boyfriend (fiancé, she corrected herself).

Lily also later amended that she probably wouldn’t have to feed Sirius Black to the squids at sunset after all.

thoughts?

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Matching

Prompt #15 - Rating all - canon – 1.3k words

Mary often remarked that Lily, as pretty and striking as she may be, never hesitated to choose comfort over fashion. On nights like tonight, Mary guessed it would be no exception. The Gryffindor Common Room was cozier than usual as they passed through, full of cheerful students wearing an assortment of both muggle and wizard Christmas jumpers. Some jumpers were handmade and adorned with a letter, some had a Christmas image on them, and others were enchanted to move or make noise. With their final class of the term over, Mary and Lily ran up to their dorm to change from their school robes into their own Christmas jumpers. Mary had suggested the emerald jumper she had seen peeking out of Lily’s trunk earlier in the day but Lily had merely shrugged, a clear sign that she was going to ignore the suggestion but didn’t wish to be rude about it. Mary herself had purchased a tight-fitting scarlet jumper on her last trip to Hogsmeade for the occasion. Unsurprisingly, when Mary turned to see how Lily was coming along, Lily was grinning and dressed in a muggle jumper designed for a man at least twice her size. Mary shook her head – comfort over fashion indeed. At least Lily’s hair was styled beautifully, soft waves of auburn hair. Lily reached out and grabbed Mary’s hand to drag her down to the party.

Nearby, on the boys side of the Gryffindor Tower, the group of sixth year boys were getting their own jumpers on and confirming they had the supplies necessary to spike the punch. They had carefully selected jumpers this year so they were coordinated in a way only they would understand. In one corner, in charge of the distraction in operation-spike-the-punch, a portly Peter wore a jumper decorated with a wedge of cheese wearing a Santa hat. Next was a vexed-looking Remus wearing a jumper with a large letter “M,” he hoped confusion from his sweater could help him keep the younger students from consuming the punch. Sirius wore a jumper with a dog enchanted to bark a common Christmas tune and was also tasked with the distraction. Last, James, armed with the firewhiskey, donned a muggle jumper that he had been so excited to find, a stag with a red nose. All 4, including Remus despite his vexed expression, were giddy to show off their jumpers, to give clues to their largest secret that no one knew existed. Something that would add to the mystique of The Marauder’s. Plans were in motion as they exited their dorm and headed to the festive Common Room.

Mary and Lily had just poured themselves punch when an arm appeared around Lily’s shoulders. While Mary was surprised, Lily was at ease, seemingly expecting this type of behavior from the unfairly attractive member of their year. Mary still didn’t understand how their “arrangement,” as Lily called it, had begun, but just before Halloween Lily and Sirius Black suddenly became friendly. In a couple short months, her friend, who had made serious attempts to invent a corporeal personal bubble to avoid all physical contact with other people, was comfortable enough with Sirius Black, of all people, that he could casually sling an arm around her shoulder without second glance. While Lily insisted their arrangement was strictly platonic, Mary couldn’t help but be suspicious – after 6 years of friendship, she had never seen her friend so comfortable with another person.

The Marauders entered the room and commenced the operation. Peter and Sirius would distract the prefects and otherwise swotty students while Remus and James made their way to the punch where they would discreetly add some of Ogden’s Finest. On his way to the punch bowl, James was unsurprised to find that Lily Evans was the prefect Sirius had chosen to distract. While Sirius had described his friendship with her as merely “an arrangement” that was “strictly platonic, honestly Prongs what sort of mate do you take me for,” James couldn’t help but wonder if it was more as he looked at them from behind, Sirius’ arm draped around her shoulders. He knew Sirius better than anyone, they were brothers in all but blood, and since Sirius materialized in his front door with naught but a wand and countless bruises, they lived together year-round; so, James knew just how averse Sirius was to physical contact – with everyone outside The Marauders and, now apparently, Evans. James also, as an observer of the human condition, knew that Evans was far from the touchy-feely type. She had dumped Stebbins in fourth year for attempting to hold her waist as they walked through the halls together and James distinctly remembered overhearing her talk to Flitwick about some spell to keep people at a distance. It truly wasn’t his fault that he noticed these types of things about her, she was just popular is all. He forced himself to look away and keep with the plan.

Sirius whispered something in Lily’s ear, causing her to nod and giggle, as he turned to walk away. Mary raised her eyebrows but before she could enquire, Sirius turned back around and announced, “And Red, get Macdonald here to get a refill too!” Sirius’ eyes drifted to Lily’s jumper and a dangerous smirk crossed his face as he barked out laughter. With no explanation for his sudden outburst, he strolled away, leaving behind two confused girls. Mary eloquently asked what the exchange had been about using a single word, “So…” Lily turned to her and grinned, “The boys have spiked the punch!” Mary snorted and raised a single eyebrow, “Mighty good prefect you are.” Lily merely winked and downed the remaining un-spiked punch, and motioned towards the drinks table where two of the least innocent boys she knew were looking remarkably innocent.

“What have we here Mr. Potter?” James jumped and turned around. It had been a spot-on impression of McGonagall far too close to his ear for comfort. He willed himself not to say something utterly ridiculous as his classmate smirked at him and found his eyes drifting down to look at her jumper. James realized he had been staring and prayed that she must know her jumper was far too baggy for his stare to be taken inappropriately, his eyes jumped back up to her face. Instead of meeting her eye, he discovered that she was also staring at his torso – his torso that was covered by a jumper identical to hers. Her eyes suddenly met his and she burst out, “I… How did-” but was interrupted by Sirius who placed an arm around each of their shoulders, laughing uncontrollably.

Mary found herself reconsidering any romantic feelings her friend had for Sirius as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. Apparently, Lily was also quite comfortable with James as she snuck up to him and placed her lips dangerously close to his ear, causing him to jump and spin around. Watching them splutter and blush as they realized they were wearing the exact same Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer jumper, which was likely identical even in size, was possibly the most adorable and ridiculous thing she had ever seen. They would definitely be discussing this later.

By the end of the night, and several questions of “How adorable! Are you together now?” later, James remained thankful for the tradition of a Gryffindor party the night before everyone leaves for Christmas. Evans didn’t seem to mind the questions, or her proximity to him for that matter, as much as he expected her to. Also, as a bonus, he had his picture taken with Evans, for photographic evidence that they matched, nothing more of course. Despite the twinge of jealousy he felt every time she and Sirius were clearly so comfortable with each other, he definitely appreciated the advantage that, if she was friends with Sirius, he got to spend time with her as well.