Title: A Hogwarts Christmas Carol. Author: MrsCake_akaJane Rating: PG Pairing: Lupin/Snape Warnings: none Disclaimer: I claim no rights to the characters, just the situations in which I'm placing them. Summary: The first Christmas after the war. Snape is his usual bastard self, but the powers that be decide that it must stop now. They will use every power they can to make the dour man see sense. What will Snape see through the eyes of the spirits?
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Chapter Eight – Christmas Day
Christmas morning the great hall was filled with laughter and happy people opening presents. Each person, much to their delighted surprise, had a gift from Secret Santa. No one had any idea about who it could have been though. Arthur had a book about the history of invention and Molly laughed when she saw it saying at least it would keep him out from under her feet.
The twin’s each received a letter that they wouldn’t let anyone read. Luna, much to Hermione’s shock, was given a cage containing a Nargle. With a note saying ‘you have to know where to look.’
Harry’s gift was one of the oddest, a container of turpentine, with a note saying simply ‘paint remover.’
“What did Santa bring you Draco?” Harry asked, still grinning at his gift.
“I don’t know I haven’t found it yet.” Draco replied with a slight pout of disappointment.
“What about you Dudley? What’s in yours?”
Dudley looked up at Harry. “It’s a book called ‘A Muggles Guide to the Magical World.’ Does that mean I can live with wizards and witches if I want to?” Harry noted that underneath the title it said ‘A must have guide on how to make your life easier when living with the any kind of witch of wizard from the most patient to the foulest.’
“Course you can. You can even marry one if you want to.” Harry replied absently as he read the instructions on the turpentine.
“Um, Harry, could you introduce me to that blond girl over there?” Dudley asked, blushing furiously.
“Who Luna, sure, she’ll like you. Be right back Draco.” Harry gave Draco a quick kiss.
Draco smiled. “Sure Harry.” Draco found his gift from Santa.
“Well open it then.” A voice said from beside him.
“Hello professor.” Draco greeted the older man.
“It’s Remus. I’m not your professor at the moment. Besides it’s Christmas.”
“Remus, then.” Draco smirked and started to open his gift. “It’s not possible.”
“What is it Draco?” Asked Remus, looking over Draco’s shoulder in concerned curiosity.
“It’s just not possible.” In Draco’s lap, rather innocently, sat a red plush dragon, there was a note attached.
‘Flame Retardant.’
“I’m guessing that means something. Most of the gifts have meant something to the recipient.” Remus guessed.
“Yeah, but only one person would know about this... Um Remus. What did Santa give you?” Draco asked slyly.
“I haven’t found anything from Santa for me.” Replied Remus, the sadness in his eyes mirrored in his voice.
Draco looked down at the stuffed toy on his lap. “You will, I’m sure of it.”
Dobby appeared in the room and whispered to professor McGonagall.
“Breakfast will be served in a few minutes, if you’d all like to take your seats.” She announced pleasantly, with a small smile for the elf.
The doors to the great hall opened admitting the black clad Severus Snape. “Good Morning.” Severus nodded at the gaping crowd. Severus took his seat ignoring the shocked looks of those around him. Remus, who was sitting next to him, looked as if he’d never seen him before. Severus took some toast on to his plate and looked around the table.
“Potter, Pass the honey.” He asked as politely as he could.
“Pardon Sir?” Harry looked up from his conversation with Dudley and Draco, slightly startled.
“Pass the honey Potter. It’s warm honey, so do be quick. It is quite delicious when hot you know.”
Harry passed the honey over blushing slightly. Severus could just make out Dudley saying to Harry. “I see what you mean,” and then Draco demanding to be let in on the joke and five minutes later there was laughter from the three of them.
When breakfast had been cleared away Professor McGonagall separated everyone into teams to play a game.
“Professor, I don’t think the teams are fair. Remus and Snape... Um... Professor Snape are on the same team,” Ron said petulantly.
“Quite right. Severus and Remus, you can make your own team.” McGonagall agreed with a grin.
Severus and Remus sat separately from the others with their paper.
“What shall we call our team Severus?” Lupin asked doodling nervously on the corner of their paper.
“How about... ‘Tom’s Downfall’?” Severus suggested, unable to come up with anything else.
Lupin sniggered, but had his own suggestion, “Or, ‘The Dark Within’?”
“I like yours better, it’s more appropriate,” Snape offered and Lupin smiled as he scribbled it down at the top of the page.
“Right, if we’re already. Question one. How can you tell a werewolf,” there were sniggers from a few people, “And for the record, Mr Moony, he’s sitting in my chair is not an adequate answer.” Lupin blushed, as Minerva lightly admonished him.
“Moony?” Questioned the twins, looking to Harry for answers.
“Did I never tell you about the marauders?” Harry asked innocently.
“Later Mr Potter, or we’ll be here till next Christmas.” Severus drawled, getting a disappointed groan from the younger members of the group.
“Question two. What is the main ingredient of Veritaserum?”
“We’re doomed.” Ron whined, getting several more snickers from his brothers.
“Question three. What do Muggles use to remove dirt from carpets?”
As the questions went on the teams argued and laughed in equal measure, all except Severus and Remus who had shuffled very close together leaning over their answer sheet whispering together.
“And finally, question Fifty. Where would I be likely to find a Bezoar? Is everyone finished?” McGonagall waved her wand and the papers flew to her. It only took seconds for the papers to mark themselves.
“Very well. In last place with 35 is ‘The Boy Wonders.” Harry groaned. “Made up of Fred, George, Bill and Percy.” Everyone clapped politely.
“In joint fourth place, with 37, is ‘The H.B.P Fans.’” There was a snigger a from a few in the gathering. “I will be asking for an explanation for that name later, made up of Draco, Harry, Dudley and Luna.
“And ‘The Golden Oldies’ made up of Molly, Author, Filius and Sybil,” another round of applause.
“In third place, and I’m quite disappointed with this, ‘The staff retainer.’ Really couldn’t you think of anything more original.” The students sniggered.
“In second place...” A hush fell over the room, “is ‘Girls Rule,’ made up of Angela, Lavender, Katie, Ginny and Hermione, with the quite impressive score of 42.” The girls beamed, Ginny sticking her tongue out at her brothers.
“Which leave, and I can’t believe you used this name, ‘the darkness within’ with a score of 49.” Professor McGonagall held up her hand up for silence. “It would have been a perfect score, but, a Bezoar, can be found in the stomach of a goat. Not Mr Snape, in your store cupboard.” The laughter was deafening as Remus shoved Severus’ arm playfully.
“I told you that was wrong!” he stated amused.
“You should have been more specific. You did not ask: where they could be found originally, and I happen to know I have several in my cupboard.” Severus’s mouth quirked and Lupin had to hide his laughter behind his hand.
“Dinner is served,” came Dobby’s voice from the far end of the hall. Lupin was mobbed by the twins wanting to know everything about the marauders. Severus was sitting between Harry and Draco and at the end of the meal Severus spoke.
“I wanted to talk to both of you,” both of the young men looked apprehensive, “I can’t tell you everything today. I will one day, but I thought you should know you two have something in common. You share a godfather,” he stated.
“Black was my god father?” Asked Draco shocked.
Severus actually smiled and shook his head. “Guess again Draco.”
“Your Harry’s godfather,” Draco replied a little sheepishly.
“Actually that makes sense.” Harry nodded looking at Snape smiling slightly.
“It does?” Queried Draco getting frustrated.
“You don’t mind?” Asked Severus, daring to hope.
“We were called the H.B.P fans, why would I mind.” Harry replied with a light smile.
“Harry, you never did tell me what H.B.P stands for.” Draco whined.
Severus nodded and smiled at Harry. “I’ll leave you to talk then... Harry.” Severus stood.
“Draco,” started Harry, draping his arm around Draco’s shoulder, “Let me tell you a little about my mum, and her best friend.”
Leaving behind the happy crowd Severus made his way back to the dungeons followed by a pair of golden eyes.
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