This story is a Reverse Harem Romance that stars three lusty demons. It is explicit in content. It is also a reverse age story.
A little ol' granny Tammy is pining over her younger days. She gets a shock of her life when she accidentally summons three demons whom she thinks is her grandson's friends. They are staying for Christmas and she can't help but feel excited. They make her young, lush and awaken her lusty side.
Now that there are three boys living with her, why is she having hot and sexy dreams?

Imagine coming back to an empty home for Christmas.Wen Bell is jealous of her friends who have families to go back to for Christmas. Look at her, putting up a Christmas tree for her alone to see, baking a cake that only she would eat!
But everything changes when she cracks open her Grandpa's locker and POOOF! Okay she did not see that coming....
Looks like she has travelled back in time. Wait , this handsome young man is her Grandpa? And this charming tomboy is her grandma? And not to mention their very handsome friends....This Christmas is sure going to be merry! Or so she thinks...

NOTE- THIS IS MY CHRISTMAS GIFT TO YOU! MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL !!!!

Imagine coming back to an empty home for Christmas.Wen Bell is jealous of her friends who have families to go back to for Christmas. Look at her putting up a Christmas tree for her alone to see, baking a cake that only she would eat!
But everything changes when she cracks open her Grandpa's locker and POOOF! Okay she did not see that one coming....
Looks like she has travelled back in time. Wait , this handsome young man is her Grandpa? And this charming tomboy is her grandma? And not to mention their very handsome friends....This Christmas is sure going to be merry! Or so she thinks...

NOTE- THIS IS MY CHRISTMAS GIFT TO YOU! MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL !!!!

All Izuku wanted for his fourth christmas was to be happy.

To bad he didn't get that, but he did get a quirk!

At Christmas everything becomes more magical.
Everything changes, starting with the colors of the lights, the colder air, the gifts under the tree, the larger sweatshirts or the races to buy the latest gifts.
Storybrooke is also preparing for the big party.
A mini collection of Flashfic.
# 1_ The Perfect Gift (Snowing)
# 2_ A puppy for Christmas (Captain Swan)
# 3_ Listen to your heart (Outlaw Queen)

All Artie Jackson wanted was the whole family to be home for Christmas. Be careful what you wish for...

"A Christmas party won't be complete without Santa Clause.  Both kids and adults enjoy his presence and presents." - FF14
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Yrrah just took a quick shower, blower dries her hair, applied a face powder, and lip tint. She wore a royal blue off-shoulder cocktail dress, paired with a silver stilettoes sandals.

Aeron was already waiting in the living room. He's dashing on his emerald green long-sleeve polo and Barbie on his red short-sleeve polo designed with The Grinch. They went to their backyard.

There's fifteen 10-seater round table, covered by the white table cloth. Each table with a sleek glass flower vase with a red rose on it. It's probably the roses that Arron gave her. It's almost fully occupied by families of their employees. Both adults and children were wearing their Sunday's best clothes. She couldn't believe how their five housemaids not including her yaya, driver, gardener, and two security guards have big families. It seemed to have more than 100 people on their backyards.

The trees around the backyard were designed with colorful lighted star-shaped parol and Christmas lights. Closer to the kitchen backdoor, the u-shaped buffet table was set up with a lot of foods on it on the middle, different drinks like juices, soft drinks, wine, and beer on the right side, and desserts of different varieties on the left side. They also built a small stage where's there's a 7-foot Christmas tree and a lot of wrapped gifts for all the kids and for game prizes. The table in front of the stage was reserved for her, her yaya as she didn't have any other family member, and her friends. Christmas songs also add a warm ambiance to their party.

Cez, the emcee, announced her name when she spotted her. The guest stood up and welcome her by clapping their hands. She walked to the stage with Aeron guiding her. The emcee gave the microphone to her for a welcome speech.

"Good evening, everyone. Hi kids! It's an honor joining you once again after more than a decade," she started. After mother died, she only attended that Christmas party once and she never joined the following years.

"I'm actually happy seeing each one of you with a bright smile on your lips. I hope you will enjoy this evening and filled your heart with blessings as we celebrate the birthday of our Savior Jesus Christ. I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a bountiful New Year. Let's enjoy the food after Yaya Fe says the prayer." She passed the microphone to her yaya and she led the prayer to bless the food.

Each table was numbered also to be organized in getting the food. It started with them. She was actually surprised by how beautiful the buffet table was set up as well as the food. It seemed that it was prepared by a professional chef not just their cook, Manang Eva.

"Yaya, did Manang Eva cooked all these foods?" she asked her yaya who's in front of her.

"No. Some foods and desserts were brought by each family. It's always potluck. But it's just extra special this year as we've been helped by someone to organize it," her yaya explained.

She just nodded and got a spoonful of each kind of food to taste it. There's even some baked salmon and lobsters, which are her favorite. When she tried it, the taste was so delicious and familiar to her but she couldn't remember in which restaurant that she actually had it.

While they're eating, the emcee asked the children, "Kids, who do you know who is our special guest?"

The kids answered in unison, "Santa Clause!" She remembered that their gardener, Lolo Aries, played Santa Clause before as he's a huge man with a big tummy. He's probably in his sixties now. There are probably around 30 kids from newborns to teenagers present on the occasion right now.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!" The kids cheered when Santa came out from the kitchen backdoor, shaking a tambourine, to catch the attention of everyone. He's tall, with a big tummy, red hat and suit, white eyebrows, and long white beard. He waved when he stood up the stage.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Kiddos, have you been good all year?" he asked.

"Yes!" the kids replied.

"Raised the hands of those who've naughty?"

The kids raised the hand.

"So, then you don't have any gifts for you! Ho! Ho! Ho!"

"No, Santa! We're good kids!" the kids' complaint, then giggled.

"Let's see if you're on my list then." He got a roll of paper in his pocket. The kids laughed as it's been so long. Then, sat down on the big chair in the middle of the stage.

Yrrah also chuckled with Santa's act. It's been a long time since she spoke with Lolo Aries and his voice seemed different from what she remembered. But she knew that he's quite a joker.

Cez called the name of the kids and her husband handed Santa the gift to be given to the kid. The kids sat on his lap and the parents took a picture.

A genuine smile on Yrrah's lips was painted since she saw Santa. Her heart was filled with joy seeing the happy face of the kids and adults alike. Christmas is always her favorite holiday, no matter what.

After all the kids received their gift. The emcee called her to join Santa on the stage. She stood up beside Santa. He actually offered her his seat but she refused with respect.

"Thanks but no thanks, Santa," she whispered to him.

The emcee called the name of their employee and their family will join them on the stage. Yrrah handed them a red envelope. It's their Christmas bonus and Santa gave them a huge basket full of groceries. They also took a picture with her and Santa.

When each family has been done. Yrrah was about to go down the stage when Santa spoke on the microphone.

"Do you think our señorita here had been good this year?"

"Yes!" everyone yelled. Yrrah giggled like a child.

"Why don't sat on my lap and whisper me what you want this Christmas, Señorita?"

"I'm not a kid anymore, I might be too heavy for you, Santa," she said as she gave him a glimpse.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Santa is strong. Do you agree, kids?"

"Yes! Señorita, he can carry you!" the kids shouted.

Yrrah giggled and she felt her cheeks heat. She didn't want to be kill joyed on this occasion and she thought it's probably fine without malice. He's like her grandfather anyway. "Okay, you win," she told the kids.

She sat down on lap sideways, fixing her dress, and Santa wrapped her arms around her waist to support her. She looked up to him to meet his glances, and the sweet smile suddenly vanished from her lips like bubbles that popped before our very eyes, when she met his whiskey-colored eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat and she could hear it pounding like a drum roll. She also froze on her spot as if the wizard cast a statute spell on her.

Santa's reddish lips widened for a mischievous smile. "Our senorita said she wanted a kiss from Santa. Should I grant her wish?" he asked the people.

Both kids and adults alike laughed and yelled, "Yes! Kiss! Kiss!" Except for Aeron who unconsciously stood up to protest.

Yrrah eyes widen in disbelief and before she could react, she felt his lips touched her skin.
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Just like any other young lady, Yrrah Caz Olevar, dreamt of meeting, be giddied, and get married to the man she'd chosen to be part of her life.  But a sad reality had woke her up in her make-believe when her father died. 

She had her worst nightmare in her life when she needed to marry a cold-hearted, sarcastic, and full of himself man, that she'd just met for the first time named Zacharry Ravelo, as part in her father's last will and testament.

Fulfillment of her father's will and testament would be rewarded by her freedom from marriage and wealth being transferred to her name.  Two years seemed forever, and all she wanted was to pull the time to end it.

But when the time to be free from the cage and fly with great conviction, 'Yes, I'm finally free!'- came, her heart felt so heavy as if it's still chained by her stoned-hearted ex-husband. 

Every step drifting away from him ripped her heart piece-by-piece, and she's more encage into the tower of their memories. 

It just that, in a game where heart and mind are at stake, there’s no absolute answer which side is going to win.  Who will really going to be free? Only the future holds the answer.

A clichè romantic story with an extraordinary twist.

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FINALLY, FREE!
Eiramana325
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THE NEXT DAY
We gathered in the clubroom wondering how to put out Mr. Nozumi's advice to place, three days before Christmas break and we haven't got a little time to make something up. 
"What are we doing here for, if we can't make something?" Nagi had enough of our time getting wasted.
"Then, why don't you suggest something?" 
Kozue is also on the edge. 
"Let's have a Christmas party! Since we didn't have time to celebrate our success on our debut and getting sold out during the cultural festival." Nagi excitedly suggested.
"Right, great idea! I'm up for it. Maybe we just need a little distraction, for now, let's have a break and celebrate!" I nodded in agreement.
"Seems like a good plan, I agree." Fumi looked around and cheered everyone.
"I'm in if Kozue's in." Yasu slides beside Kozue.
"Even if you ain't coming, I am." Kozue teased Yasu once again
Yasu's face is in despair. "Why do you have to be like that?" 
All of us laughed….
"Hanako, Nami, are you joining in?" I called them out as they were just sitting there in silence.
"You don't have to ask, president," Hanako replied putting on a Santa hat on my head.
Nami grab the chalk and wrote "Merry Christmas" on the board. 
"Hey, Kenji! Make sure to invite everyone else…" 

"Yes, I will invite them for sure." 
There we have a Christmas party together with a celebration for our success.

"Yes, let's go! Divided ourselves into two groups, the first group will be assigned for the club room decorations, and the other is going to work at Kozue's family restaurant for our food menu!" I organized things accordingly to balance out the plan. "The first group, Nagi, Fumi, Kanna, and Me. we are going to be here, the second group, Nami,  Kozue,  Hanako, and Yasuyuki will be at Kozue's place to prepare the food."
"Roger!" Everyone is hyped up for our Christmas party.
We are granted permission to stay late at school since we are with the school director, our parents, the editors, and the editor-in-chief. Even though it was on a short notice, I'm glad that everyone could come and celebrate with us.  Thus the party started, 
I gave the declaration to start the party "For the continued success of the mangaka club and future endeavors." 
"CHEERS!"
The adults have made their own circle, and we youngsters did the same but from time to time we connect with them. 
"As expected, Kozue's cooking is delicious!" Nagi's plate is surprisingly huge like a mountain.
I commented by a joke. "Hey, Nagi, I don't know if everyone else noticed but you seemed to be gaining weight." 
"Ha! Is true Nami? Fumi? Kozue? Everyone?"  Nagi looked at all of us concerned.
Everyone nodded in agreement to my statement, then Nagi reduced to a number of servings on her plate. 
"Why, are you reducing your servings?" 
"Y-You said I'm gaining weight." 
"But you can cheat on eating today since this is a party."
"Are you really allowing me?" Nagi tries to act like a kitten begging for food.
"Yes, you can just make sure to pay the price on the exercise."  Everyone laughed at my remark.
"Ugh, I have enough of your jokes. I will surely get that sexy body!" 
"Nagi, with your plain chest I guess the sexy body isn't going to happen." The Mabeyoshi's mother commented then continued, "You guys, want to hear the Nagi and Nami story?" 
Nagi and Nami suddenly acted like two cats cowering in fear, while all of us are eager to hear the story but before she can even speak Nagi approached her,
"Mama, I think you have so much already, here you can go there and relax."
The twins sighed in relief and their father approached them and said, "Good work, saving your dignity." then looked at us and winked. 
Is this family really okay or it is just me overthinking things.
The adults seem to be having fun on their side, so I decided to make it livelier for us too.
"Yosh, everyone! We can not just have a party without anything but eating, drinking, and talking. Let's have some games!" 
"Oh, nice idea!" My father approved. 


"How about we do it this way, Adults versus Youngsters!" Mr. Hitoshi suggested to which we all agreed.

"We will take you on! It is not like you can keep up with the youth's energy!" 
Yasuyuki steps up but was immediately taken down by his father's words.
"Indeed, we don't have the energy but we as parents who took care of you young'uns for so long know every bit of your weakness. Yosh, let's do this!" 
The tension in the room keeps rising to its boiling point as we battle against our parents' secret strategy and their years of experience on the battlefield. 
First up, Yasuyuki and his father. 
"Papa, you really want to do this?" 
"Yeah, I'll show you what I can do!" 
The battle "Sharpshooter" is a game where the players from each team will throw a piece of paper into the bucket, the player with the most amount of paper successfully thrown in the bucket wins.
After a fierce fifteen-minute battle, Yasuyuki loses by one point. 
"That's unfair, I was one paper short where did my paper go!" 
"Hahaha, so can you defeat the adults' sleazy schemes!" 
"That outright is cheating!" 
"But was there in the rule that says it is cheating." Yasu's father looked like a terrifying dictator who runs a completely corrupted empire. 
We the young ones realized our decided defeat late in this game. 

The look into the faces of the adults are horrifying, causing a coldness that chills down within our spines, this is no longer a fun game, but a do or die situation.

Each game started and we all lost, with despair in our faces we can't face our enemies, which is our parents. They all synchronized as if their brains are one.
Our parents then encouraged us with my father sharing his words, "This is a lesson to all of you since you are starting to become professionals, and working to earn. That in every road there is always going to be a challenge, someone will use everything even if it's a cheat. But there is always a way to conquer them, that is when your heart is pure and honest." 
"Just live the life you want, no pressure, stay the same, trust the people around you and you will get stronger." Yasuyuki's father added. 
"Succes isn't a straight path, it's full of failures and obstacles but it is up to you if you choose to give up or stand back up."
Mr. Kiichi commented, 
Then they all give us a gift even on short notice, they took their time to give us even if it's a small thing. This day will never be forgotten.

"Oh before I forgot, you are all invited to the publisher Christmas party since you are now serialized authors for SHOKUNEN JADE." Mr. Miura said before leaving
"You will be taken there by limousine so don't bother travelling to the venue. Should I set the pickup point to your father's studio?" Mr. Nozumi added.
"Li-Limousine?!" I can contain my excitement. 
"I see it your first time, I've been riding that limousine for five consecutive years." My father teasingly commented. 
"Then see you at the venue on December twenty-first, the pickup point is at your father's studio."
"Yes!" 
The party ended and we go on our separate ways, I have a lot of fun this year, and I hope this will continue forever.
"Good job, on making a lot of friends and bringing smiles to everyone. It seems like the old days are back in that school." My father implored.

"As a child, Kenji Yoshikawa did everything by himself and dropped it once he was bored. But his family is full of mystery, especially his father, a retired mangaka. After finding out the secret behind his father's actions, he decided to pursue becoming a mangaka. After this, surprisingly, he somehow managed to get into a harem due to his manga works."

Finals week was over, and it was time to celebrate. The first thing that happened was that my friends invited me out to eat lunch that very Thursday. I had been so excited, and we all got there fairly early.

There were about eight of us, and we had all gotten along ever since we met each other. Some of us had met in elementary, others in middle school, and a few in high school. 

"We're going to have another group join us too," Elaine told me and Tessa once she saw us.

"Okay," we had said, not very worried about the other group that was coming.

It turned out that I should have been really worried about the group of people coming. It was a group of four guys and four girls. In the group of girls, there was Olivia and Yazmin. There was also a girl named Katherine from my math class, and a girl named Lily from my Spanish class. It was common knowledge that the four were really good friends. The guys included some guy I didn't know, Yazmin's boyfriend, Matthew, and James.

I felt slightly nauseous once I saw the last two and Oliva.

Tessa's grip on my arm tightened. "I can't believe they're all here," she mumbled, probably assuming no one could hear her.

Although no one else did, I heard her; I'm assuming she wanted me to hear her anyways. I squeezed her arm back as a response.

We sat down at the table, and Tessa ended up getting pulled away, leaving me to fend for myself. So, I found myself sitting between James and Matthew in the very center of the long table that sat down sixteen kids. 

Matthew started talking to me almost immediately. Olivia was sitting next to him, and looked quite bothered. I imagined that she really wanted the seat I currently had. Though, I'm not sure why. James seemed to be ignoring everyone, an icy chill coming off of him.

I let out a sigh, and decided to ignore him too. We ate together, and chatted for about two hours before we all headed home.

That was the start of the winter break. After that, I had a week to myself, where I spent a lot of time trying to regain brain cells and reading and watching T.V. shows that were good and others that were dumb. It had been a good week.

And then, Mom brought up something that had made me question why I had decided to fake break up with James before Christmas. 

"Miyah, are you ready for the Christmas Eve party?"

I had nearly choked on the water I had been drinking at the time when Mom had asked me that question. "The Christmas Eve party?" 

"The Christmas Eve party we have every year? I already asked the Eriksons if they can come, and they said yes."

I widened my eyes in horror. James was going to come over for Christmas Eve? We were practically the only people the same age. 

Every Christmas Eve, my parents used to hold a party for family, and usually they would also invite James. At the time, it was fine, and I would usually challenge James to something that would keep us preoccupied the whole time. The last time, we had both ended up spending time on our phones, and having small talk sometimes. However, things had changed...

"They're all coming?" I asked. 

"Yes," Mom said exasperated, "Just like every other year. You've been acting weird. What's going on? Have you finally developed a crush on James?" 

I slowly shook my head, somehow being able to suppress the urge to roll my eyes at her. "Definitely not. You're just imagining it."

"Hmmm."

Before I knew it, Christmas Eve was soon approaching, and I found myself dreading the day. What was going to end up happening? Would everything be like normal? Would James be able to act like we were the same immature kids we had been just like a year ago? Or, would he be even more childish and refuse to spend any time with me?

And, what was I planning to do?

Suddenly, there was three days until Christmas Eve. Then, two days until Christmas Eve. Then, one day. Before I had even knew it, it was the day of Christmas Eve. The house was spotless, and we had made a lot of food for the guests that were going to come. 

Lot of family came first, and I was happy to see everyone. I found myself having fun talking with everyone, catching up from the last time we had seen each other. And then, James's family came. I plastered on a smile, and was glad to find that James had done so as well. However, if you looked deep into his eyes... it was obvious that the action was being faked because his eyes were lacking depth.

Soon enough, the two of us ended up getting left alone as all the adults started discussing things with each other that neither of us cared about. Though we were in the same room as everyone else, everyone else was pretty much all around the other couches. James and I were sitting at the same couch on the other side of the room, closer to the television. 

I glanced over at him, and could tell he was in a bad mood. I opened my mouth, wanting to break the icy silence between us, but then immediately shut my mouth because I didn't know what I even wanted to say. 

The silence was deafening, and I knew that it was just making things more awkward between us. However, I couldn't think about what to say to the guy I had sort of dumped. I glanced at him again, and we ended up locking eyes. 

Immediately, I looked down. "So..."

At that moment, James felt so distant. I grit my teeth together, giving up on the idea of trying to talk to him. Why hadn't I realized from the start that it was going to be impossible to talk to him?

"How am I?" James asked in a low voice. There was something in his tone... but I couldn't tell if it was sarcasm, irritation, or anger.

Whatever it was scared me quite a bit, but nevertheless, at least James had spoken to me. "Yeah... How have you been, James?"

"How could you even ask me that? Don't you know?"

I closed my eyes. James was making this harder than it needed to be. "So you're good? You've gotten over me, that means, right?"

"Are you kidding me?" Now he sounded angry, but he was still keeping his voice lowered.

I opened my eyes. James grabbed my face, and turned it towards him. In his eyes there was a deep sincerity as he said, "Of course I've been awful. And how could you ever say that I'd get over you that easily. You've liked Matthew for a long time, right?"

I nodded.

"And you're not going to give him up. So then why should I give you up? It's just not fair."

I closed my eyes again.

"Why are you closing your eyes? Are you afraid I'm going to hurt you or something?" James scoffed, and then let go, then got up. "Excuse me." He headed towards the bathroom.

I let out a shaky breath, and then headed towards the kitchen. I found some fudge, and ate about three pieces. Once I felt a lot better, I headed back. James and I tried sitting on the opposite ends of the couch this time.

However, then his mom came between us, and sat on the couch. Then, she started on her yearly retelling of our childhood stories, that the family would then gather around to listen and laugh to.

She was telling the one where I had stepped on a rock, and then I had immediately started bleeding, and hadn't even noticed. 

My face blushed red as the adults chuckled. 

"Then, little James tried to dress it but was trying to use a leaf! Out of frustration, he ended up ripping whatever he had accomplished, and eventually gave up and came to talk to us," she chuckled.

The other adults found it funny too.

What they didn't know was the backstory behind this story. James and I had been playing tag for a while, but then I had gotten tired of it. He had pushed me, telling me to get over myself. He wanted to play, and he had been used to getting his way. I hadn't exactly fallen, but ended up stepping barefoot in a lawn full of rocks. Most of them hadn't been pointy. But then again, I had never really been lucky. 

James probably hadn't wanted to get in trouble, so he was trying to help me before his parents or my parents could see my crying after I had seen my blood. Of course, I had been about six years old at this time, and pretty over emotional.

The adults were still chuckling about the story before they moved onto a different one. I quickly got up. "Excuse me," I murmured, and then headed towards the hallway, turning right to go upstairs. 

I plopped onto my bed. With no warning, memories started coming back to me...

When Blake and Amy returned to Lake Miranda the week before Christmas, snow blanketed the compound.  After the lake froze solid, and Scotts students either hiked to the island or were shuttled by snowmobile.  

His last session before the holidays ended just before Blake and Amy came home, but the lodge had guests scheduled throughout Christmas and New Years.  Trina and the restaurant staff came up with a festive holiday menu, and Walkers on the Lake was completely booked for both holidays.  

When Jackie called her parents to ask about their holiday plans, she was surprised to find out that the elder Walkers had reservations for a Christmas cruise to the Caribbean.  Your father just couldnt stand the thought of all that snow, Ann laughed.  You all have a wonderful holiday!

Blake and Amy agreed to spend Christmas at Jackie and Scotts house, the better to enjoy the kids excitement on Christmas morning.  The day after they returned, Scott and Blake took Grant and Emma snowmobiling in the forest to find a proper Christmas tree to set up in the window of Scott and Jackies family room.  

  On Christmas Eve, after the kids had gone to bed, the adults gathered around the enormous festively decorated white spruce.  Light Christmas jazz played in the background, and outside the floor to ceiling windows, snow swirled lazily in the half moonlight.  

Jackie handed Amy a mug of warm mulled cider and settled beside her on a leather sofa with a mug of her own.  On the floor, Scott and Blake sat amid the scattered pieces of a pink Barbie house Santa had found on sale months earlier and had put away until now.  

Winking at Amy, Jackie suppressed a smile.  Did you guys read the instructions?

We dont need the damn instructions, Blake huffed, pushing a stray lock of dark hair out of his eyes.  Were two intelligent, grown men.  We can figure out how to put together a dollhouse.

The women clinked their mugs and giggled gleefully.

Amy looked from Blake and Scott to the twinkling Christmas tree, and to Jackie.  I love this.  Her voice was soft, and though she smiled, a tear was in her eye.  This is the Christmas I always wanted.

Jackies heart melted, and she reached for Amys hand.  Im so happy youre here.

Blake pushed up from the floor and pressed a tender kiss to Amys temple.  This is our life, kitten.  This is our family, your family.  You belong here.  

Jackie smiled across the room at Scott, who winked at her, and she felt a familiar tummy flutter.  She loved the man more than shed thought humanly possible.  And when summer came, shed marry him.  

After Blake and Amy retired to the guest room, Scott and Jackie went to bed, quietly making love, then holding each other until late into the night.  

They awoke to a bright sunny day, the sky crystal cerulean, the sun reflecting brilliantly off the sparkling snow.  Emma and Grant squealed excitedly as they saw the mountain of gifts under the tree.  Scott sat at the end of the sofa and Jackie snuggled up beside him, each of them sipping steaming mugs of coffee.  Blake and Amy sat opposite them on the sofas twin, smiling as they watched the children tearing into their gifts.

Once they were finished, the kids had fun delivering gifts to the adults.  Finally, all the gifts were opened.  Blake and Amy gave each other a conspiratorial look.  We have a few more gifts, Amy said.

More? Jackie echoed, thinking of the extravagant handbag for her, and the top of the line boots for Scott.  Youve done so much already, seriously.

Blake reached behind the sofa and picked up four identical shirt boxes wrapped in metallic red paper.  He glanced at the tags and handed one to each of the children and to Jackie and Scott.

Amy leaned forward excitedly.  You have to open them all together.  Ready?  One, two, three!

With a bemused glance at Scott, Jackie carefully opened her box.  Grant and Emma ripped theirs open.  Its a shirt, Emma said, holding up a pink t-shirt.  

Grant peered into the box.  Thanks, Aunt Amy, he said, making an effort to sound enthused about a shirt.  It sure ispink.

Scott tilted his head as he looked at his, then elbowed Jackie lightly.  She looked at his, then gaped at hers.  In sparkling letters across pink cotton, she read, Worlds Greatest Aunt.

Jackie gasped.  I knew it!  I knew you were pregnant!  Im so excited for you! she squealed, rushing over to give Amy and Blake a big hug.

 We didnt want to tell anyone until we knew everything was going to be okay, Amy explained.  

Cool, Grant said, pulling his new shirt over his head, were going to be cousins!

Aunt Amy, are you having a boy baby or a girl baby? Emma asked.

Blake grinned.  Its a little girl.  Thats why we gave you pink shirts.

Congratulations, man!  Scott grinned as Blake stood and the two embraced.  Thats great news.

I cant believe it.  He shook his head.  Im going to be a dad.

Jackie sank onto the sofa beside Amy.  A little girl, she shook her head smiling.  Thats fantastic.

Amy nodded, eyes shining.  Do you want to see the ultrasound pictures?

Ill get them, Blake said, heading in the direction of the guest room.

Grant and Emma returned to their new toys.  Scott perched on the arm of the sofa next to Jackie.  Im so happy for you two, he told Amy.  She laughed happily.  

From the direction of the guest room, they heard a tiny yip.  Jackie frowned.  What was that?

Eyes wide, Amy gave an exaggerated shrug.  I have no idea.

Uh oh, Blake called from the guest room.  I think I found another present.

Jackie looked up to see a shaggy black puppy with a huge red bow come running into the room.  He ran straight to the kids, yipping excitedly.

A puppy, Emma squealed.

Grant squinted at the tag on the big red bow and gasped.  Mom!  Its for us, from Santa!

Blake leaned against the doorway looking pleased with himself.  

From Santa, huh?

I think Grandma and Grandpa might have mentioned it to the big guy, Blake grinned.

Oh, for f Jackie glanced up at Scott.  Did you know about this?

He raised his hands in surrender.  I promise, I knew nothing about a puppy.

They love Bear so much, they need one of their own, Amy said, smiling.

So, what are you going to name him? Blake asked.

Brow furrowed, Grant watched the Newfie puppy for a moment.  Max.  He looks like a Max to me.

Ruffling the puppys ears, Emma nodded enthusiastically.  Yeah.  Max.

Jackie shook her head.  Hes cute, Ill give you that.  But I still want to see those ultrasound pictures of my niece. 



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1,208Chapter 13: Christmas at Slytherin Manor
What if Lily was not muggleborn
by Teddylonglong

All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not making any profit by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.

Warnings: Completely AU, partly OOC, Dumbledore/Weasley bashing

"Lily and James are dead," Minerva hissed in an angry voice. "Whoever you are, don't think you can play with my emotions."

"It's really us. Please let us explain," Lily said, calmly, as she quickly slid her ring off her finger, seeing from the corner of her eyes that James did the same.

"Lily? James?" Minerva asked, incredulously, putting her wand away like in a daze.

"We can explain everything," Lily repeated. "May we take a seat?"

"Of course," Minerva agreed. "Sorry, I was just too stunned. I still can't believe it though."

After hearing a couple of stories about the Gryffindor Quidditch team from a few years ago in combination with some tales about the antics of the Marauders, Minerva seemed to finally believe them – much to Lily's relief.

Apparently assessing that her office was not safe enough, she ushered them into her private quarters, where they took seats on comfortable sofas in front of the fireplace, which the teacher shut off right away.

"Malcolm," Minerva called her personal house-elf and asked for tea and biscuits, which popped up on the table an instant later. "Now please tell me everything from the beginning," she instructed Lily, who gladly complied.

She informed her former mentor about finding out that she was not muggleborn but a descendant of Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff. She explained how they had cheated death on Salazar's advice, and how Baby Harry had managed to save both their lives by making a copy of her, when she couldn't. "Amelia Bones helped me with everything," she admitted, smiling.

"So little Harry at the Dursleys was not real?" Minerva asked, incredulously.

"No," Lily admitted, smirking. "Real Harry has been with us the whole time. It was only a copy, and he just vanished into thin air. Later than we expected him to," she added as an afterthought.

"He had a curse scar on his forehead, which according to Unspeakable Raros housed a Horcrux of Voldemort, and Godric confirmed that Dumbledore was aware of the fact and did nothing about it," James spoke up in an upset voice. "When Copy Harry vanished, Voldemort's spirit was set free and possessed Petunia, who ended up killing her husband and vice versa." He shrugged. "At least that's what we believe happened."

"Oh Merlin," Minerva breathed in clear shock. She rose from her chair and stepped around the table to pull Lily into a bear's hug. "Thank Merlin the three of you are safe," she blurted out. "I was devastated upon hearing of your supposed death."

"We're four of us by now, by the way," Lily informed her. "While Harry is five, his younger brother David is three, and the two of them are growing up together with Neville and Aidan Longbottom, Susan Bones and Niamh Black-Bones."

"Professor, will you be able to get away from Hogwarts on Christmas Day?" James enquired. "We'd love to have you back in our family as the kids' grandmother, and we wish to invite you to spend Christmas Day with us."

"I'd love to," Minerva blurted out. "Albus won't be happy, but I don't care. He should be ashamed of himself trying to take Harry's matters into his own hands although he didn't have the right to do so. I'll tell him that I'm going to spend Christmas with family this year."

"I hope Slytherin Manor will become a home for you," Lily said gently, as she handed her old mentor the parchment with the address of the manor. "Feel free to stay until school begins again in the new year."

HP

Lily was so happy to have her old mentor back in her life that she almost forgot to speak with Minerva about the Lily Potter Foundation. Fortunately, James recalled that the topic had originally been the reason for their visit and brought it up.

After a short discussion, Minerva and the Slytherins agreed that Minerva should choose one or, if available, two new muggleborn first-years for the scholarship every year.

"It doesn't only have to be muggleborns," Lily informed the professor. "I suppose that most of the purebloods don't have any financial problems, but if there's anyone who is in an unfortunate situation, we can always speak about the matter."

"Thank you so much," Minerva replied, seemingly grateful. "As you know, I always go and speak with the parents of muggleborn elven-year-olds, and it happens every now and then that they tell me they didn't have the means to send their child to Hogwarts."

By the time Lily and James returned to Slytherin Manor, Lily and Minerva were both outright happy.

"Thank Merlin we told her the truth," Lily blurted out, when she stepped out of the fireplace at the manor. "Thank you so much for accompanying me."

"You're welcome love," James replied, smiling, as he pulled his excited wife into a long kiss.

HP

"When is Granny Mina going to come?" Harry asked for the umpteenth time, making Lily roll her eyes in exasperation.

"Susan, why don't the three of you go out into the greenhouse and pick some nice flowers to put into a small vase for Granny Minerva's room?" Lily suggested, causing the three children to rush out of the room.

"I just love the excitement on Christmas morning," Helga spoke up from the painting, just when the younger trio stormed into the dining room.

"Niamh, David, Aidan, please go and wash your hands," Lily instructed them. "As soon as Granny Minerva arrives, we're going to have breakfast."

"Pwesents?" David enquired, wide-eyed.

"After breakfast, you may open your Christmas presents," Lily replied, wondering where the other adults were.

Just when the children had left, Spirit popped up in front of her. "Mistress Lily, Professor McGonagall has arrived," the elf informed her.

"Thanks Spirit. Your Christmas attire looks very nice by the way," Lily said, smiling upon seeing how the elves had changed their usual one-pieces to Christmas dresses, apparently knowing that she would approve of it.

"Thank you, Mistress Lily," Spirit replied, grinning broadly. "I hope it was all right for all the elves to do that."

"Of course," Lily said, gently, before she strode to the entrance hall to greet Minerva.

Once she showed the older witch to her room on the second floor, she warned her, "The children are extremely excited. While the older ones can't wait to meet you, the younger ones are eager to open presents."

Minerva chuckled. "I can imagine," she said. "Just let me take some Christmas presents out of my bag, and then I'll be ready.

HP

Ten minutes later, everyone was assembled in the dining room for breakfast.

"I suppose that Hogwarts is quieter than this," Augusta Longbottom, whom Neville and Aidan had efficiently persuaded to join them at Slytherin Manor for Christmas, spoke up.

Minerva looked at the six children, who were shouting and laughing instead of eating their breakfast, with amusement.

"The students are more annoying," she replied in a firm voice, "and not as sweet. Harry dear, would you mind passing me the marmalade please?" she turned to the boy.

"Of course, Granny Mina," Harry replied, eagerly handing over the requested item.

"Granny Mina, please try this one as well," Susan spoke up. "It's yummy."

Lily observed in amusement how the older trio began to fuss over their honorary grandmother. 'They're good kids,' she assured herself.

"Gwanny Mina," Niamh suddenly spoke up, "how is Ama?"

"Ama?" Minerva repeated, giving the two-year-old a questioning look.

"Amaterasu," David translated, helpfully.

"Who in the world is Amaterasu?" Minerva asked in surprise.

"Amaterasu is the basilisk who lives in the Chamber at Hogwarts," Harry explained. "She's very nice. Mummy visits her every Sunday, and sometimes, we may go with her."

"A basilisk?" Minerva asked in apparent horror, giving Lily a terrified look.

Lily let out a long sigh, before she explained, "Amaterasu is Salazar's familiar. She's a basilisk and lives in Salazar's secret chamber at Hogwarts."

Minerva's eyes widened in shock, and she blurted out, "The monster in the Chamber of Secrets." Seeing the whole extended family stare at her in disbelief, she explained, "Forty years ago, a student died at the hands of a so-called monster that is said to be living in the Chamber of Secrets."

"Amaterasu is not a monster!" Salazar suddenly hissed from the painting. "Her view is deadly, but that's not her fault. Someone must have forced her out of the chamber to kill a student. She'd never willingly endanger anyone."

"She's an absolute cutie," Lily agreed. "Right now, her view isn't even deadly, as we cast a spell over the school grounds to keep everyone safe from her eyes. Salazar taught us the spell, which he always used in his time, and we're renewing it every other year."

"Oh, that's good then," Minerva replied, sounding slightly consoled.

"Can we open pwesents now?" David interrupted the conversation.

"Yeah, pwens," Aidan agreed.

"I want pwens, too," Niamh spoke up. "Susu come wif?"

Deciding that there was no way to make the children eat a proper breakfast before letting them open their presents, everyone headed to the Parlour, where a huge Christmas tree was occupying the centre of the room.

Lily noticed in surprise how Frank unobtrusively pointed his wand at a spot next to the tree, and a castle, which looked like an exact duplicate of Hogwarts, made out of small pieces, which she knew from her own childhood as Lego blocks, appeared next to the tree – much to the children's delight.

'Ah, that's why all the adults were gone this morning,' she realised. 'They built Lego Hogwarts. It completely slipped my mind that James told me they were going to do that.'

Before she could warn the children, however, Aidan and Niamh had already managed to make the towers of the castle collapse, and David began to cry in disappointment.

"It's all right, David. We'll just build it again," Neville told him, reassuringly, much to Lily's amusement.

'Good luck with that, Nev.,' she thought, assuming that it had to be a lot of work building all the different towers.

"Let's open our presents first," Harry suggested upon viewing a large present with his and Susan's name on it.

Together, the two five-year-olds busied themselves tearing the wrapping off, only to shout in absolute delight, "The Hogwarts Express!"

During the rest of the morning, all other presents remained forgotten, as the six children busied themselves making the people and small animals, which were included in the present, travel from London to Hogsmeade and back.

The adults used their quiet time to exchange their own gifts and speak with Minerva about the happenings of the last four years.

Lily received many books, a large bottle of her favourite perfume as well as a beautiful necklace equipped with a pendant, in which the Slytherin family crest was engraved.

"It's beautiful," she breathed, when James gently placed it around her neck. "Thank you so much."

HP

Several hours later, Spirit popped up in front of Lily carrying an envelope. To her surprise, it was from Severus Snape.

'Dear Mrs. Slytherin,
thank you so very much for your breath-taking gift. It is just incredible. My colleagues, first of all our esteemed headmaster, were extremely jealous upon seeing the ingredients. I take it that you have a basilisk or a similar kind of large snake at hand? Considering that your gift is worth at least one thousand Galleons, there is no way for me to properly return the favour. Please accept this small token, and I hope that we will be able to speak about our work and a possibility of working together in the future. I wish you and your family a very happy Christmas.'

"Attached is a voucher from the Potions Pottery," Lily explained, smiling.

"Mummy, what is de Poshuns Pottewy?" David enquired, looking up from Hogsmeade station, which he entertained together with Niamh and Neville.

"It's a shop, which is specialised on tools for the brewing of potions, like cauldrons, phials, scales and so on," Lily informed her son, smiling.

Minerva chuckled, when Lily read her letter aloud. "Poor Albus, he will be so miffed – like always when he hears your name," she admitted in apparent amusement.

"Oh well, let's hope he didn't throw a temper tantrum again, because my wife sent his Potions professor a Christmas present and didn't deem him worthy enough of as much as a Christmas card," James spoke up, smirking.

"Poor Albus," Minerva muttered, however, seemed to be highly amused.

HP

During the afternoon, Minerva observed the adults in amazement. She knew each of them quite well, as everyone, except for Amelia and Regulus, had been her wards during their seven years at Hogwarts. Augusta had been one of her classmates. 'They seem extremely happy,' she thought, feeling delighted at the invitation to belong to the family as the honorary grandmother. Letting her eyes wander to the children, she could not help smiling at the cuteness. 'I'm so glad that Harry is able to grow up here amongst his loving family, together with five siblings, in contrary to what Albus was to condemn him to,' she thought, before she was brought back to reality, when little David was standing in front of her holding out a broken tower.

"Pwease fix it," the child demanded, and Minerva happily complied, smiling at the excited boy.

Looking at the large Christmas tree, she realised that among the beautiful Christmas ornaments, there were several baubles, which were clearly hand-made. 'If Lily made them, they'd be perfect,' she thought in surprise, realising that one or several of the children had to have made them.

"Who made these baubles?" she asked in surprise, pointing to one with a large, black dog on it.

"Susan, Harry and Neville," Alice, who was sitting next to her on the sofa, supplied, sounding very proud of the kids.

"How?" Minerva enquired, incredulously, causing the younger witches to chuckle.

"Salazar and Godric have been teaching them all kind of things, among them wandless magic," Amelia informed her, smirking.

"I can't believe it," Minerva groaned, torn between admiration for the work of the five-year-olds and annoyance at the question of what to teach these children when they were going to arrive at Hogwarts as eleven-year-olds.

"They're going to be a hand-full, when they come to Hogwarts," Remus spoke up in clear amusement, "especially the little wonders, as they're not only being taught by Alice, the founders and myself, but also by their big sister and brothers."

"Don't worry," Sirius voiced with clear eagerness, "before they'll go to attend Hogwarts, we'll teach them the Animagus transformation and make them the Junior Marauders."

"Oh Merlin, no," Minerva groaned, remembering the mischief that the Marauders got themselves into all too well.

"Snivellus is going to have so much fun," Sirius roared in apparent excitement. "He won't know what happened to him."

"Minerva," Lily addressed the older witch, pensively." Do you think that Severus is happy at Hogwarts? When I met him once at the apothecary, he told me that he owed Dumbledore and thus had to teach at Hogwarts, but that he didn't really like teaching."

Minerva let out a long sigh, before she explained. "As you all probably know, Severus once joined the Death Eaters' ranks; however, at some point, he changed sides and became our spy." Seeing everyone nod in understanding, she continued, "After the war, everyone wearing the Dark Mark was threatened to be put in Azkaban, and while some people feigned having been forced to take the Dark Mark due to the Imperius curse, Severus did no such thing. Only Albus' word kept him out of the prison, which is why he thinks that he owes Albus."

Amelia scoffed. "Don't you think that two famous people like the Slytherins, the four founders of Hogwarts in their paintings, three Aurors and one Unspeakable as well as the heads of six noble and ancient houses would be able to do him the same favour of protecting him from the law?"

"Probably yes," Minerva admitted, smiling at the young Auror, who had quickly advanced to become the deputy head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. "I know that Lily would be a much better Potions professor. In fact, Severus, as brilliant as he is at Potions, is a horrible teacher. My Gryffindors are really suffering from his biased behaviour," she added, letting out a deep sigh. "However, we can't simply kick Severus out of his post and hire you, especially against the headmaster's wishes."

"I wouldn't even want to live at Hogwarts," Lily replied in a firm voice, "at least not before the young trio turns eleven. I'd only be available during the day, when Alice and Remus are teaching the kids."

Nodding in understanding, Minerva suggested, "You could consider working together with him or even opening your own apothecary together. Having a very much alive basilisk who's willing to provide you with ingredients should provide the necessary funds I suppose."

"Very well said, young witch," Salazar spoke up from the painting. "Lily, I suggest you consider that advice well, and put a large painting into the lab for me to join you."

"You should also have one in your sales room, where Salazar and Snape can scare off your customers together," Sirius added, grinning.

"I will consider the matter, but I don't think that it would be such a good idea," Lily replied, letting out a deep sigh, before everyone became distracted by a mistletoe floating through the air into the direction of the children.

'Beautiful decorations,' Minerva thought, while she followed the mistletoe's movement, wondering which of the children had summoned it. 'They're so cute though. The students are much unnerving,' she mused, before a sudden idea crossed her mind: 'Only five and a half years, and the oldest three of them are going to be my students.'

She was brought back to the present, when Frank suddenly blurted out, "I have an idea," causing everyone to look at the Auror in expectation.

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