cris • tee • nuh (cristina_lacosa) wrote,
@ 2012-12-19 02:43:00

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not your average douglas fir
Nicodemo & Nora

In all her years of worldwide treks and dangerous on a whim adventures, Nora had managed to never miss a Christmas in England. The holiday season was very important to her mother, who was raised in a muggle household. Every year starting in September, Nora received reminders in the post about making sure that whatever research assignment she was currently on would be done by the twenty-fourth of December. She’d missed out on a trek to the actual North Pole because it ran through the New Year, but being home with her parents and siblings always melted away any resentment she may have developed.

This year she’d received the same kindly worded threats from her mother, but a fluke monsoon in the jungles of Indonesia had left her and her motley crew stranded while the river waters overflowed. Apparation was dangerous in the area because of the magical tribes that still maintained most of their territories, and the portkey back to England had been swept downstream. Supposedly there was a rescue team making their way through the flooded jungle, but for now the small group was stuck on a hill in the middle of nowhere.

From her squatted position in the center of the campsite, Nora poked a thin stick at the small flames of the fire she was kindling. It was far past midnight meaning that it was Christmas in Indonesia, but she still had a few hours until the holiday hit England. Even though she’d sent a profusely apologetic owl, Nora could envision her mother still anticipating her arrival in the morning, that the message of her failure to be home was simply a joke. Nora wiped away a few loose tears at the thought of her mother being so terribly heartbroken and she let out a tired breath. The camp was still bustling even with the weather, so it didn’t feel like it was three in the morning. Most of the teams’ bodies were still on England time, so really they could be up for quite a while more before feeling weary.

She, however, had mentally exhausted herself and finally left her fire alone to go to bed. Nora dejectedly started toward her tent and only paid a little notice to the jarvey that was patrolling the front flap.

“Bed, Kenneth,” Nora said, bending slightly so that her pet could jump up onto her knee and clamber up her arm to her shoulder. It was nearly second nature to drop into this position and when she didn’t feel the familiar weight of the jarvey bouncing onto her, Nora faltered. “Bed time.”

“You’re an impatient bint!” Kenneth snapped, continuing to walk back and forth in front of the tent. Nora straightened, having never seen the jarvey’s tail pointed up so straight. He looked like a four-legged soldier on patrol. “Stupid, nosy, ginger.”

Nora frowned, and not only at her pet’s use of ‘ginger’ as an insult. Kenneth was the most stubborn creature on the planet, but everything had its weakness. Always prepared for one of her jarvey’s mood swings, Nora procured a tasty treat from her pocket: Kenneth’s favorite, peanut butter grasshopper chunks. The jarvey caught the scent of the grasshoppers immediately and stopped his pacing. Nora wasted no time into throwing the snacks into a nearby bush, and Kenneth darted into the underbrush after them. Deciding that she would attempt to question him in the morning, she entered the tent.

She gasped at the sight before her. The tent, which was much larger on the inside than it appeared to be on the outside, was covered in Christmas decorations in the most lopsided of manners. Candles charmed to flicker in a rainbow of colors hung from vines pulled from the jungle around them, magic snow fluttered down from the roof of the tent, and a broken down wireless had been somehow fixed and was blasting a variety of Christmas music. And there, at the center of the tent, was a collection of tall bamboo sticks being wrapped with what seemed to be christmas lights by her very handsome curse-breaker of a boyfriend.

“Nico,” Nora breathed, coming forward and in complete awe of the scene. Her hand went to her cheek, flushed with surprise and excitement. Nico had traversed these jungles before and had happily volunteered to play guide as long as the team didn’t mind if he disappeared for strange periods of times to explore ancient caverns. Nora had been so torn up about not being able to go home that she had not noticed that she hadn’t seen Nico in at least two hours. He turned to look over his shoulder, and instead of being surprised by her appearance, he grinned that mischievous grin she adored and beckoned her closer.

“Not your average Douglas Fir, eh?” he said, turning back to continue to drape the make-shift lights. Nora stopped by his side, gazing up the tall bamboo and getting lost at the twinkle of the tiny balls of flames he’d somehow charmed to hover daintily along the vines. They twisted high up to the very top of their tent and crafted its way back down, a marvelous effect.

“How did you...?” she tried to ask, but her voice was lost and Nora shook her head, deciding to simply appreciate the sights. She now understood Kenneth’s stationing at the entrance of the tent. Nico grinned, quite proud of himself, and draped an arm over her shoulders.

“I was shooting for tears, not silence!” he laughed, giving her a shake before pulling her into a tight embrace. “Cry, cry tears of joy!”

Nora’s laugh as she pressed into his chest let loose her tears and she hugged him tightly. They stood in the embrace for a few long moments, Nora unable to loosen her hold. This meant so very much to her that it made her chest ache.

“I’m taking you everywhere with me,” she whispered, completely enchanted. Nico’s eyes crinkled with his wide smile and he kissed her amongst the twinkling lights.

you can't catch me!
The Spinnets

Charlie let out a shrill laugh and jumped up in place, the sound of his gloved hands clapping together creating a muffled noise.

“Get her, Danny!” he shouted through the scarf that covered his mouth. He cheered as his older brother swept Delilah up into his arms and with a dramatic spin, dropped backwards into the snow. Charlie bounced up again, trying to trudge toward his siblings as fast as he could though it was taking quite the effort. He needed to help Danny bury his twin in the snow! Delilah had teased, loudly and over and over, ‘you can’t catch me, you can’t catch me!’ and Danny had done it! He’d caught her and quite easily, too.

“Let me goooooooo!” Delilah shrieked between her laughter as Danny sat on her chest, pushing her further down into the snow. Charlie grinned madly, and while he was grateful for his older brother’s swift moves at capturing Delilah, it didn’t mean that he was completely off the hook. Finally getting close enough to the two, Charlie launched himself into his brother’s side and knocked Danny quite deeply into the snow.

“Traitor!” Danny roared, “I’ll show you what we do at Hogwarts to traitors like you!”

“Nooo!” Charlie squeaked, having in his moment of glory, forgotten that his brother was much bigger than him. He was thrown off Danny’s chest and landed a bit away on his back. That wasn’t so bad----but a moment later Delilah’s red face appeared and she dropped an armful of snow onto his head.

“Charlie the snowman!” she yelled. The world disappeared into the flurry of snow and the loud crunches of his siblings dropping down beside him made Charlie sit up and dust himself off with a great shake of his body.

The trio laughed, sitting or lying in the snow in silence for a few minutes and enjoying being together. It had been strange, having Danny away at Hogwarts these past few months. Charlie wrote his brother constantly, missing him and the extra leverage against Delilah. It was easy when there were two brothers, but facing his twin on his own was a handful.

“Do you have to go back to Hogwarts?” Charlie asked his brother, trying to seem like it was merely a whine and not a great concern. Delilah whimpered and sat up as well, looking miserable.

“Don’t go back!”

“I have to!” Danny said, taking off his hat to knock off the snow. The twins let out identical cries of frustration and their brother laughed. “If I don’t go to school, how am I supposed to learn how to apparate so I can take you guys places?”

Charlie’s eyebrows rose and he shared a quick glance with Delilah. That was true. Danny had promised he would take them wherever they wanted once he had his apparation license.

“You’ve got to send more presents,” Delilah conceded, her hands rolling up a snowball as if ready to use as ammo if her brother denied her request. Danny put his hands up and nodded.

“Of course! I’ll try to get some of the pumpkin pasties,” his voice lowered to a whisper, “they’re better than mum’s.”

Charlie and Delilah squealed with laughter and soon the snow fight began again, this time with the twins chasing their brother, though they all knew that they’d never be able to catch him. Still, it was the most fun they’d had in months.

chestnuts roasting
Thomas & Samantha

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