"Yeah, but what Pure-blood family do we know that has a soft spot for kids and non-magicals?" Hydrus asked. The only person he could think of was Molly. He disregarded that as soon as he thought of it. While Molly Weasley was very vocal, he didn't think she had it in her to cast a Killing Curse unless her kids were in danger, besides her family was thriving.
"So maybe not a Pure-blood," the werewolf said. "It might be someone else affected by the changes. Who do we know that has suffered?" he looked around the room as if the answer would just pop up.
"We need to drop this for now. It's Christmas and, I, for one, am not going to let some crazy person ruin it," Hydrus said firmly as he stood and started gathering up all the Santa presents, ignoring the fact that he was the one to bring it up in the first place. The two other men exchanged looks and the room fell silent again as they finished their wrapping.
So they put the mystery to the side and as soon as they were done with the gifts, Tippy gathered up all the presents to their friends and popped away. Sirius went to the roof and started making a ruckus. Remus snuck in Harry's room and cast a mild tickling charm on the child's nose to wake him up. Hydrus put on the Santa robes, conjured a large cloth sack, added the Santa presents, took the Polyjuice to make him an old man, (he had snagged a hair off the Headmaster) and put on one of his disguise watches. Now he looked like Father Christmas in his flowing red robes with white fur trim and long white beard and hair.
Harry swatted away whatever was tickling his nose. He startled awake when he heard noises on the roof. Quietly he got out of his bed, went to his dresser and got the present he made for Santa. It was a simple picture of him and his family playing in the back garden. He wanted to make sure that Santa knew that they were all good people, so that they would stay on his nice list. Holding the parchment in his little fist he silently left his room.
'Santa' was waiting until he heard the patter of little feet, then he bent over and started putting the presents under the tree. He could hear Harry in the doorway. Sirius and Remus were disillusioned, silenced and standing in a corner of the room watching the scene while taking pictures. Thank Merlin, magical cameras from the future didn't need flashbulbs.
"Santa," the little boy gasped, surprised that his plan actually worked. He had tried last year, but was asleep when Father Christmas came.
"Ho, Ho, Ho, what is this? A little boy out of bed. Are you being naughty?" the bearded man said as he turned and looked over his half-moon glasses.
"No!" Harry said quickly and held up the picture, "I wanted to give you a present. I was asleep and everything, until I heard your reindeers."
"A present? For me? What a good little boy you are," 'Santa' said, mussing the child's hair and taking the parchment from the shaky little hand. He unrolled it and it was all he could do to hold back the tear that wanted to escape. The picture had the four of them riding brooms with Tippy standing in the flower garden watching and each person had a name over their head. The top of the paper had the words 'Nice List' in big, bold letters. There was a small note that said:
Dear Santa
Tese are my unlces and Tippy. And they is nice people. Plez make sure they get presents.
Harry
"It is very kind of you to think of your family, young Harry," 'Santa' said stroking his beard and making his eyes twinkle. "For that I'm going to give you a special present." And with that he pulled out a new broom and placed it under the tree. "Now, you cannot ride it until tomorrow. After your uncles wake up. Promise?"
"I promise," the little pajama clad boy swore. His eyes glued to the broom. His Uncle Hydrus told him he had to wait to get a broom that went higher. He hoped that the older uncle would let him ride it.
"Now, I think it is time for all good little boys to go back to bed," the old man said, not wanting his Polyjuice to wear off in front of Harry.
"Thanks, Santa," Harry said, running and giving the nice man a hug and then turned and ran as fast as his little feet would carry him. Not wanting Santa to take away his broom if he were naughty.
Sirius and Remus waited until they heard the bedroom door close and then dispelled the charms that kept them hidden. They went to Hydrus and looked at the picture. The two younger men also teared up at the sentiment. Harry was such a good boy.
"That has to be the sweetest thing I have ever seen," Remus said, taking a seat in the comfy chair.
"I have to admit, I didn't know Harry had it in him. I mean, I knew he was a good kid, but this is really good," Sirius said, plopping down in the recliner.
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