James had moved behind Lily and slipped his arms around her waist.
"Why do you make Remus sing?" Lily asked, bewildered, as she eyed the strange choir.
She could feel James shrug. "We needed someone to offset their high little voices, and Remus didn't mind. Not really, anyway. Secretly, old Moony loves this just as much as they do."
Lily nodded thoughtfully as she watched Sirius once again pause the choir.
Several hours later, Sirius seemed to feel he was getting somewhere. He called everyone in close, and announced that he thought they were ready to give it a proper try. James beamed.
However, it took about seven of Sirius' "proper tries" for any definite lyrics to emerge… And when they did, Lily found herself clapping her hands over her mouth, although whether it was to hide her horror or her amusement, Lily herself couldn't be quite sure.
" I saw Minnie kissing Dumbledore
Underneath the mistletoe last night
They didn't see me creep
Down the stairs to have a peep
They thought that I was tucked up in my dorm-room fast asleep
...
Then, I saw Minnie tickle Dumbledore
Underneath his beard so snowy white
Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Sluggy had only seen
Minnie kissing Dumbledore last night
...
I saw Minnie kissing Dumbledore
Underneath the mistletoe last night
They didn't see me creep
Down the stairs to have a peep
They thought that I was tucked up in my dorm-room fast asleep
...
Then, I saw Minnie tickle Dumbledore
Underneath his beard so snowy white
Oh, what a laugh it would have been
If Sluggy had only seen
Minnie kissing Dumbledore last night
Last night!"
James turned to Lily, grinning. "Well, what do you think?"
Lily thought about it for a moment. True, the sound of all the chorusing house-elves (plus Remus) had been quite amusing, and the carol was essentially a classic. On the other hand, it was so terribly offensive, not only to poor Professor McGonagall but also Professor Dumbledore himself…. And then, Lily remembered.
"Why didn't you just use that 'Oh Snivelly' song you used to torture Snape earlier this year? And what is it with you Marauders and Christmas Carols, anyway?"
James shrugged. "Well," he said reasonably. "They're fun, and festive, and they brighten the castle. We make up a new one every year. And we couldn't use that one again because the lyrics weren't very Christmassy any more, were they?"
Lily had to concede point. "I suppose not, no."
"So?" James prompted, smiling as though he already knew the answer.
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Mischief Managed!
FanfictionEver wondered what would have happened that changed Lily Evans' mind that James Potter was not as arrogant as he looked. This is about their seventh and the final year in Hogwarts. In their final year at Hogwarts, the Marauders have set loose on the...
