The Marauders: Prongs

A Christmas Confession

On Christmas morning, James and Sirius awoke to the soft, golden light filtering through the curtains of the guest room at the Potter's estate. The room was decorated with garlands and twinkling fairy lights. They exchanged excited glances, knowing that today would be filled with joy, laughter, and surprises.

Rushing downstairs, they were greeted by the delicious aroma of a Christmas feast in the making. Fleamont and Euphemia Potter, James's parents, were in the midst of final preparations in the spacious, festively decorated kitchen.

"Good morning, Mum, Dad!" James exclaimed, giving his parents a tight hug.

"Happy Christmas!" Sirius added, joining the embrace.

Fleamont and Euphemia returned the hug, their faces beaming with happiness. They had always considered Sirius to be like a second son, and having him join their Christmas celebrations was a cherished tradition.

The towering Christmas tree in the living room sparkled with ornaments and presents piled beneath its huge branches. The Potters, along with Sirius, gathered around the tree, each taking turns to unwrap their gifts. There were laughter and shouts of delight as they discovered the presents hidden beneath the wrapping paper.

James and Sirius received an array of thoughtful and enchanting gifts on that Christmas morning at the Potter household.

For James, one of the standout gifts was a beautifully crafted, hand-tooled leather Quidditch bag, complete with compartments for his broomstick, robes, and other gear. 

"Wow! Thank you both!" James grinned as he looked up at his parents.

Additionally, he received a rare signed edition of "Quidditch Through the Ages" from his parents, a book he had been wanting for a long time.

Sirius, on the other hand, found a sleek, black leather jacket among his presents. The jacket bore an intricate, enchanted embroidery of the Marauder's Map on the inside lining.

"Is this from you?" Sirius asked, turning to James with a look of astonishment.

James nodded.

"And Moony and Wormtail too..." He nodded.

Sirius stroked the embroidery with his finger in astonishment. In that moment he felt so loved. He felt so lucky to have his best friends.

 From Fleamont and Euphemia, Sirius received a collection of wizarding rock music records from the 70s. He grinned as he opened the wrapping paper.

"This is amazing! Thank you!" Sirius exclaimed, beaming at the Potter's.

As the morning unfolded, the Potter family and Sirius celebrated with a hearty Christmas breakfast. 

Over 600 miles away, in a modest home in Cokeworth, Lily Evans anxiously awaited the arrival of her older sister, Petunia. The sisters shared a complex relationship, one filled with a mixture of love and strain. Lily cherished her bond with Petunia, despite the distance that had grown between them over the years.

As she set the table in preparation for her sister's visit, Lily couldn't help but wonder about the latest developments in Petunia's life. Her thoughts turned to Vernon, the mysterious boyfriend she had heard so much about but had yet to meet. Petunia had been tight-lipped about him during their phone conversations, leaving Lily eager to finally put a face to the name.

While Lily held no illusions about Petunia's feelings towards her, she hoped that this visit might be an opportunity to bridge the gap that had widened over time. Lily's heart ached for a connection with her sister, and she held onto the hope that perhaps, just perhaps, this meeting would mark a turning point in their relationship.