Call it Love

Christmas at the house of potter

The air was thick with anticipation as the clock struck midnight on Christmas Eve, signaling the beginning of a new day, a day that promised to be filled with joy, laughter, and the unadulterated magic of the holiday season. At Potter Manor, the stately old house nestled snugly atop a hill overlooking the sleepy English village, everyone was already awake, their excited chatter echoing through the halls like the fluttering of a thousand snow-covered wings. The rich scent of cinnamon and nutmeg wafted from the kitchen, where Mrs. Potter, the matriarch of the family, was busy preparing a feast fit for kings.Meanwhile, in the grand living room, the tree stood tall and proud, its branches adorned with gleaming baubles and twinkling lights, casting a warm, golden glow over the assembled family. There was Regulas, the newest addition to the Potter family, who had only moved in four days ago. He was still getting used to the strange customs and traditions of the Potters, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of belonging here, of home. He sat in a cozy armchair near the fireplace, watching as the flames danced and flickered, the warmth spreading through his bones.Suddenly, there was a loud crash from the hallway, and everyone sprang to their feet, fearing the worst. It was only the children, however, racing in with excited smiles, clutching a large, brightly wrapped present. They hurried over to Regulas, thrusting the gift into his hands and beaming up at him. "Merry Christmas, Regulas!" they chorused, before darting off to deliver presents to the rest of the family.As Regulas unwrapped the gift, revealing a beautifully crafted pipe, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude. He had never expected such a thoughtful present, and it meant more to him than anything else he could have received.

 "Thank you," he said, looking up at the children, his eyes shining with tears of joy. "This is truly a wonderful gift."

The children beamed with pride and ran off to find more people to shower with presents. The living room hummed with activity as everyone exchanged gifts. Regulas watched as James presented a pair of socks to Haylee, making a joke about her being free like an elf now. She rolled her eyes good-naturedly, but there was a twinkle in her eye that betrayed her amusement. A few moments later, Regulas noticed that Haylee seemed a bit distant, her gaze drifting off to the side. He approached her cautiously, not wanting to interrupt anything important. "Is everything alright, Haylee?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle.She looked up at him with a small smile, her green eyes sparkling in the firelight. 

"Oh, hi Regulas. Yeah, everything's fine. I was just thinking about...well, you know how sometimes you see something and it just sort of takes your breath away?"

He nodded, intrigued. "Yes, I believe I know what you mean." He had seen the same expression on her face earlier, when he had first laid eyes on her. He wondered what it was that had caught her attention now. As more of the children continued to bring in presents, Regulas watched them with a mixture of amusement and fondness. They were all so full of life and energy, so carefree and innocent. It was a stark contrast to his own past, filled with pain and hardship. But here, at Potter Manor, he felt like he belonged. Like he was finally starting to heal.Suddenly, he noticed Haylee standing off to the side, her eyes fixed out the window. Her expression was a mix of curiosity and apprehension, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of anxiety for her. "Is everything alright, Haylee?" he asked, his voice low and soothing.She turned to him, her eyes now lingering on the gif in his hand. "Um here Hal thank you for being there for me" he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. 

"what is it?" She shook her head, trying to shake off the unease that had settled in her stomach.. The anticipation in the air was palpable, and even though he didn't know what the locket contained, he felt a sense of excitement building within him.Haylee, gently taking the box in her hands. she carefully removed the wrapping paper, revealing a delicate silver locket. "It's beautiful," she breathed, her eyes shining with admiration"Thank you reggie ".As they stood there, taking in the beauty of the locket, they heard laughter and chatter from the living room. It was then that Regulas had an idea. He gestured for Haylee to follow him, and the two quietly made their way out of the house and into the crisp winter air. The snow crunched beneath their feet as they walked, the mistletoe hanging above them, glistening in the moonlight. They found a quiet spot beneath a particularly large sprig, and Regulas turned to face her, the locket dangling gently from his fingers.Haylee's heart raced as he reached out and carefully fastened the locket around her neck. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but feel a blush spread across her cheeks. For a moment, they simply stood there, gazing into each other's eyes, the silence broken only by the soft rustling of the snow and the gentle swaying of the mistletoe."I've always wanted to give you something like this," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Something that would remind you of how special you are, and how much I care for you."

Haylee's eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him, her heart swelling with gratitude. She reached up to touch the locket, her fingers tracing the delicate pattern engraved on its surface. "Thank you, Regulas," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "This is the most beautiful gift I've ever received."They stood there for a moment, lost in each other's eyes, the mistletoe casting a romantic glow around them. Suddenly, Haylee felt a lightness in her step, as if she could float away on a cloud. She laughed softly and turned to face him, their bodies brushing against each other in the gentle breeze.Regulas smiled at her, his eyes shining with happiness. 

"What's so funny?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

Haylee shook her head, still caught up in the moment. "It's just...I feel like we're in a Christmas movie or something," she said, laughing softly. "It's perfect."

Regulas grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, in that case, I believe I should take this opportunity to do something that's been on my mind for quite some time." Without further ado, he leaned forward, his lips pressing gently against hers. The kiss was soft and tender at first, but soon deepened, their bodies pressed together under the warmth of the mistletoe.

As Sirius and James strolled through the snow-covered garden, their breath crystallizing into white clouds before them, they couldn't help but marvel at the sheer beauty of the estate. The towering evergreens, adorned with twinkling fairy lights and sparkling icicles, seemed to reach out and touch the heavens, forming a verdant canopy against the crisp, winter sky. The air was crisp and cool, carrying with it a faint scent of pine needles and wood smoke, invigorating their senses and filling their lungs with the heady mix of anticipation and excitement. They were on a mission, you see, to find Haylee and Regulas, and inform them that breakfast was finally ready.As they rounded a corner, they spotted Regulas, looking rather sheepish, standing near the ornate stone fountain. He appeared to be deep in conversation with someone, but Sirius and James couldn't quite make out who it was. They drew closer, their footsteps muffled by the fresh snow, and that's when they saw her. Haylee, stood before Regulas, her cheeks flushed with warmth and a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. It was then that Sirius and James realized that Regulas had been kissing Haylee under the mistletoe. The look of surprise on Regulas's face was priceless as he realized he'd been caught.Meanwhile,Haylee let out a giggle, her green eyes sparkling in the morning light. "Oh, Regulas! You shouldn't have done that!" she exclaimed, playfully swatting at his arm.Sirius and James exchanged knowing glances, suppressing their smiles. It was obvious that something had been brewing between the two of them for quite some time. As they stood there, watching the lovebirds, a sense of contentment washed over them. They had always known that their siblings would find happiness, they just hadn't expected it to happen so soon.The mistletoe-kissing moment was quickly interrupted when a voice echoed through the garden. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" It was Fleamont and Eumephia, standing atop the stone staircase that led down from the manor. They both grinned mischievously, their eyes twinkling in amusement."Mom, Dad, we were just-"Haylee began, but was cut off by her father."I'm sure you were just having a friendly conversation, dear," Fleamont interrupted with a knowing smile. "But we thought we'd let you know that breakfast is served. Why don't you two head inside and join the rest of the family?"Haylee and Regulas exchanged glances before nodding in agreement. As they walked hand-in-hand towards the manor, Sirius and James followed close behind, their hearts swelling with pride and happiness. The snow crunched beneath their feet as they made their way through the garden, the laughter of their siblings echoing through the air.

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sorry for not writing im sick and have been cuaght up in school

remeber you are loved and to eat and drink water