ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs (ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴀ ʜᴀʟʟᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴄʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ

single dad James Potter is urged to help a neighbor in need

Y/n sighed, hands on her hips, as she stared at the bucket of tangled Christmas lights. She thought hard on how she could possibly do this, the years before she's always had a boyfriend or her dad do it. But this year, not only was she single but her dad was visiting her sister in America this Christmas.

'If only magic was real,' She thought while shaking her head and beginning to work on the Christmas lights.

Y/n struggled to pull out a single strand, so she decided to just pour them all out instead. She sat on her snowy lawn, thankful she had decided to wear her snow gear before she came out. Y/n sat there, pulling roughly on the lights and fighting off frustrated tears.

After ten minutes of trying she threw the lights onto the snow in annoyance and flopped onto her back, spreading out her arms and legs as if she was making a snow angel. She glared at the snow falling from the sky.

From inside the next door house, a little boy with charcoal hair watched the woman intently from the window. His breath fogged up the window, so every breath he exhaled he wiped his sleeve against the cold glass.

"Harry, it's rude to stare." The boy's dad, James, said as he hugged his son from behind and pulled him up. Harry laughed as James tickled his stomach.

"I think she needs help, dada." Harry mentioned - his lisp making his "s" sound like a "th" - and James cocked an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah, what makes you think that?" He asked his son.

"Look, she can't get her Christmas lights to go apart." He explained and James peered out the window to see his neighbors figure in the snow, struggling to untangle lights.

James ruffled his son's hair and set him back down, "She'll figure it out, bud, don't worry."

Y/n sighed in relief as the Christmas lights were finally untangled. She stood up, her legs cracking loudly, and picked up the connected strands. She connected the end to a long extension cord. Y/n waddled over to the ladder and prayed her driveway didn't have any ice she couldn't see as she climbed up cautiously.

A gust of wind blew past and she gripped onto the sides roughly, closing her eyes and sending a prayer to the universe. She took another step up, and another, until she could finally reach the hooks on the edge of her house. Y/n looped the strand around the hook and brought it over to the next.

She repeated this multiple times until she got to the end. Y/n glanced at her neighbors window and smiled at the sight of the small boy looking at her from inside. He gave her a wide smile, showing his missing two front teeth. She waved at him, instantly regretting her decision.

A large gust of wind blew by and her lights flickered and zapped, causing her to startle and slip from the ladder. A loud crack filled the air and immediately she was in a warm pair of strong arms. Y/n didn't care who it was, she just held on tightly to her savior as she tried to calm her heart.

"Are you okay?" A soft voice asked as he set her down and Y/n finally looked up.

'What in the Hallmark Christmas movie is this?' She wondered as she stared in the framed eyes of her hot neighbor. His front door closed loudly as his little boy ran over worriedly.

"Are you okay, Miss Y/n?" Harry asked, grabbing onto her hand with both his small ones. His snowcoat was on backwards and his scarf was in a tangle around his head, but at least he tried.

Y/n smiled and leaned down to the boy, "Oh, yes, I'm perfectly fine, Harry, thank you." Harry took a step and wrapped his arms around the woman.

"Up, please." He said quietly and Y/n laughed as she picked him up. James watched the interaction with awe in his eyes. He's never seen a woman like that with Harry, not since Lily left the two for America.