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(Or, If Santa Went on a Diet and Had Better Looking Parents, He Might Almost Be as Incredible as James in a Santa Costume. But Probably not as Terrifying.)
Author: doraeazure
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Prompt: James has an idea on how to make Harry’s first Christmas special by dressing up as Santa by fwittney
Wordcount: 3,764
A/N: So this is kinda long. I tried to keep it short because it's a comment fic, but it ran away with me. Oh well. fwittney, this prompt was exactly the type of thing I like best to write. I hope there's enough fluff, humor, and James & Sirius banter for you ( ... )
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“You’re an arrogant little toerag, you know that?”
“I worked hard for these muscles, Padfoot. I see no reason to deprive the rest of the world of my awe inspiring figure.”
“Right. Well, I suppose you have a point. I mean, what would the world be like if I went fat Muggle for a day?”
“Exactly!”
“So you’ll be a skinny Santa, then. Harry’s not even five months old, he won’t know the difference anyway. We’ll charm a beard on you, give you a sack of presents, take a couple of pictures of your unbelievably beautiful family, which I promise not to sneak into the background of. At least half the time, anyway. And Lily will be putty in your hands.”
“Lily is already-”
“Yes, okay, more than usual. Stop trying to make us poor pathetic bachelors jealous.”
“I can’t help it, Pads. I lead a charmed life.”
“Yes, you and your gorgeous wife and your gorgeous son and your gorgeous best friend. How does the rest of the world not hate you ( ... )
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“Hey there, little me,” James murmured to his son, hefting the baby a little closer to his face. He was smiling when Harry looked up and met his eyes.
And promptly burst into loud, unhappy tears.
“Oh, hey!” James exclaimed, bouncing his son gently. Harry’s cries abated a little at the sound of his voice, but when he looked around and didn’t see his father’s face, the cries resumed at an even louder volume.
“I don’t think he likes your costume, Jamie,” Sirius told him.
“But why not?” James asked, distressed. “I thought all children loved Santa! They do in all the stories!”
“James, those are children old enough to have heard and understood the Santa myth,” Remus explained. “Harry’s too young to understand Santa.”
“So you think, what? It’s…it’s the beard?”
Sirius snickered a little. “Well, the beard scares me, so ( ... )
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