Harry Potter Imagines ⚠️Includes Smut⚠️

Caught- 🥺🎄

Summary- Your children are caught sneaking presents on the night before Christmas day.

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Year- After Hogwarts

House- Doesn't matter

Warnings- none :)

Merry Christmas everyone! Here is a cute little (and very short) imagine for the one and only Harry Potter

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Christmas was in motion. You and Harry set up the presents under the Christmas tree after the kids went to bed and got everything else set up. Now all you had to do is sleep the whole night through and wait for your children to wake you up so that they can go downstairs and open presents from Santa.

"You think they'll like their presents?" Harry asked you at 1 in the morning while you two were laying in bed, having just finished putting the rest of the presents under the tree.

"Hopefully," you chuckled and adjusted the pillow under you to be more comfortable.

Harry chuckled too and moved a strand of hair out from your face before turning to face the ceiling. "I can't wait to see their excited faces when they see their presents in the morning," Harry said, you could practically hear the grin in his voice.

"Me too," you giggled and leaned over to give him a kiss, "night Harry." "Night," he responded back and the sound of shuffling in the sheets echoed throughout the room before it fell silent, sleep no doubt consuming you both already.

Right when you closed your eyes you heard a creak on the floorboard, making your eyes go wide.

"Harry, Harry! Did you hear that?" you whispered and shook him. "Yeah," Harry whispered back and sat up to go investigate.

"Harry! What are you doing?!" you whispered-yelled, watching your husband grab a flashlight and walking toward your bedroom door.

"Come on, I don't want to leave you in here by yourself in case there is someone in the house," he told you and held out his hand, sending shivers down your spine.

You quickly got up and latched onto his arm. You both walked out of the room cautiously and jumped a little when you heard giggling downstairs.

You both looked at each other and relaxed a little when you both realized what was going on. You both slowly walked down the stairs to a scene that you knew was going on.

"James, Albus, Lilly! What are you three doing?" Harry asked your children who were sitting around the tree, shaking presents to see what was inside. All of their heads looked in your direction, no doubt flying off if they weren't attached to their bodies.

They all started stuttering and looking at each other trying to come up with a joint excuse, but it wasn't working out so well. "We just-"

"were hungry!"

"needed to go to the bathroom!"

They all looked at each other once more groaned, knowing that they were in trouble. "We were sneaking Christmas presents," Lily confessed, the boys getting mad at her in response.

"Thank you for being honest, Lily. You guys know that you shouldn't sneak presents. It makes Santa very sad and it can also get you on the naughty list," you told them and walked over, bending down to their level, "now let's go to bed before Santa isn't forgiving anymore about the fact that it's Christmas and that you guys are excited and puts you three on the naughty list.".

All of their eyes went wide and they darted up the stairs and back into their bedrooms all shouting, "Night mom and dad!" followed by shutting doors.

You looked over at Harry and started laughing, Harry laughed too. "These kids are gonna be the death of me," he chuckled and slung an arm around your shoulder, looking down at the messed up presents on the ground.

"I love them though," you smiled and looked up at Harry. He looked down at you and smiled too, "Me too. More than they'll ever understand.".