A/N: Sorry about the long wait for this chapter, I've been busy writing Nanowrimo, the story of which is up on my authors page. It's a Marauders story and I would love to hear what you think of it.
Anyways I hope you all enjoy this chapter, sorry it's not a lot more in this chapter, the next one should be updated soon as well.
“Keep that out of my way,” Amelia laughed, trying to push Adam away from her as he brought down one of his Christmas presents to show James as he sat on the sofa with Amelia. It was a jar of pickled rat’s tails that Adam had asked his parents for, he liked to keep waving it in Amelia’s face.
“What teenage boy asks for potions ingredients for Christmas?” James asked frowning as he tried to back away from the jar in Adam’s hand. Adam grinned as he put the jar down on the front room table; Amelia shook her head at her brother and his weirdness.
“The best kind,” Adam said with a smile at them both, “just because you got boring gifts.”
“Normal gifts you mean?” James asked him. Adam scoffed at him.
“There’s no such thing as normal,” he told him.
“Normal is everything that’s the opposite of you,” James grinned at him.
Amelia giggled as she watched her brother and James bicker with each other; they were like an old married couple sometimes. James shook his head at Adam before turning his whole body so he could face Amelia, and have his back to Adam who looked shocked at James doing that.
“So how have you been?” he asked her, Amelia smiled as she looked up into his eyes feeling her stomach filling with what felt like butterflies flying around.
“I’ve been good thank you, got a few gifts, ate too much turkey, the usual Christmassy stuff.” She told him, not wanting to tear her gaze away from his eyes.
“That’s good,” James said with a smirk as he ignored Adam who was trying to poke him in the side so he could pay attention to him. “That’s the same with me; Nan cooked way too much food that me and my family members had no choice but to eat all of it.”
“Of course,” Amelia said agreeing with him.
“I want your Nan’s food, she’s an amazing cook,” Adam said from behind James, Adam poked James again and caused him to laugh loudly and get off of the sofa away from him.
“Well it’s a good thing that she gave me enough to bring over with me so we can eat it all tonight, we’re having a party right?” he asked the two.
“Yep, Adam said he was arranging the guest list.”
“Awesome,” James said clapping his hands and then rubbing them together gleefully. “So who did you invite? I bet they’re really cool.”
“Well,” Adam said with a smile as he stood up slowly, “Only the coolest are allowed at this exclusive New Years Eve party.”
Amelia was beginning to get excited at who Adam had gotten to turn up tonight, their mother and father were going out to their own party, so they had said that Adam and Amelia could have a small party if they wanted to celebrate the new year starting.
“Who are they then?” Amelia asked him.
“Us of course,” Adam told them happily, both James and Amelia let out a groan.
“I forgot you had no other friends,” Amelia said shaking her head and walking out of the front room.
“I do too have friends,” Adam called after her.
Amelia had sent Kelly an Owl earlier on to ask her if she wanted to come to her house and spend the night at hers, celebrating the new year. But Kelly had owled back saying that she was visiting family with her parents, she would have gone to Amelia’s if she had asked her sooner.
Now she was walking down the stairs.
“Are you sure you’re going to be ok?” Amelia’s mother asked as she checked her reflection in the mirror and redone her makeup.
“Yes mother, we’re going to be fine,” Amelia told her mother as she stood behind her, holding her coat out for her. Amelia’s mother put her makeup back into her bag and shut it, before walking over to her daughter and putting on her winter coat.
“Now don’t forget that if you need us you can send an owl to the party, or get James or Adam to apparate over to us, bringing you with them.”
“Just go and enjoy yourself mum, we’re nearly adults - well James and Adam are suppose to be,”
Amelia’s mum turned around to face her daughter and gave her a smile, “Yes but only one of you is responsible love. Try to not let your brother and James get into too much trouble.”
“I’ll try. Now get going dad’s waiting for you outside.”
Amelia ushered her mother out of the front door towards her father, who was quick to take his wife’s arm with a smile, telling her she looked beautiful.
“Don’t forget that you have Molly’s snacks all set out for you, I’ve also brought you all a few bottles of butterbeer and a small amount of alcohol so you can drink it at the countdown. Please don’t go too crazy on it; I’m trusting you all here.”
“We won’t mum I promise,” Amelia said smiling after her, “and thank you for doing everything. Have a nice time tonight.”
She shut the door as her parents walked down the garden and towards the pavement.
“Who’s ready to party?” James cried as him and Adam both came down the stairs, Adam using the banister and James almost falling down the stairs in his haste to beat Adam.
“I’ll go get the fireworks!” Adam cried as he ran to the kitchen to go out into the garden. James followed him to the kitchen yelling that he would get the party hats and party games.
What party games they were on about, Amelia was unsure of, but she knew that it would more than likely be dangerous to either her, her family or the house. Amelia sighed as she too headed for the kitchen and over to the medicine drawer.
“I suppose I best get the first aid kit if you’re planning on setting off fireworks,” Amelia said out loud, although she knew that neither James nor Adam could hear her as they had run off to the garage in their garden. “Please don’t set the house on fire,” she pleaded out loud as she followed them all outside.
James and Adam had set out a seating area for them all on the patio, bringing a few quilts outside so they could all sit on the floor, which James had charmed to be dry and comfortable for them to sit on. It was just above freezing outside and there was still snow on the ground, Amelia placed the first aid kit onto the floor and then took a seat, grabbing a quilt and wrapping it tight around her as they boys set to work on getting everything ready.
As it turned out there was no need for a first aid kit, or the insurance papers for the house, as the fireworks went off without a hitch. It was a nice feeling sitting in the dark garden with Adam and James staring up at the fireworks as they all huddled with quilts over them. They had already used the sparklers earlier, dancing around with them as they left their warm quilts to have the sparklers, which magically changed all different colours of the rainbow and spelt out any words you wrote in the air for a good few minutes. It was amazing fun to write lots of words, which Amelia was sad to admit, got to be quite vulgar, especially because of the two boys.
After all of the words had faded out and the sparklers had finished burning, they got back under their quilts and James and Adam lit all of the other fireworks with their wands. All different shapes filled the air, some depicting scenes from various fairy tales, others just being animals, such as a Rabbit hoping around, or a Dragon blowing fire. Catherine wheels spun in the air around them, giving the firework Dragon chase, they all couldn’t help but look up at them in awe. Amelia was really thankful that her father had put so many charms on their house so the neighbours weren’t able to see the fireworks properly; they would only see regular muggle fireworks if they watched out of the window.
“These were amazing,” Amelia said after all of the fireworks had ended and they began making their way inside, their quilts still wrapped around them. They could have sat out there and used a heating charm to keep them warm, but it felt a lot better to be wrapped up in the cold air.
Adam looked down at his watch after he closed the door behind him.
“Not long now guys and girls!” he cried happily.
“We best begin eating then,” James said, throwing his quilt onto the sofa before making his way over to where the food was. Grabbing a small handful of cakes and beginning to stuff them into his mouth, Adam followed suit.
“You can leave some for the rest of us you know,” Amelia said with a laugh as she took her own quilt off, folded it up and then joined the boys at the table. James turned to her and placed a party hat onto her head, his hands full of crumbs that managed to get in her hair and on her face.
“Thanks for that James,” Amelia laughed wiping her face of crumbs; James gave her a smile before he wiped the crumbs she missed and gave her a wink. Amelia felt her heart melt as he turned away and she tried to contain her giddy smile, telling herself to stop thinking about James in that way, it was never going to happen.
"Who wants to start the first party game?" Adam said with a wicked smile, Amelia wasn't sure if she wanted to know what the game was.
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