Kyxiel Report 5: It's Christmas

This is probably the most embarrassing time of the year for me. More so now that I think of myself as an individual, rather than being as a part of another person (which sort of makes me anxious whenever I do think about it). When I remember the events of last Christmas (events that Keily did not transcribe onto this blog) I have this terrible urge to bash my head against a table. It's no secret that Keily held a torch for Severus. Even when they first met and got off on the wrong foot. Well, last year she was already dating someone. Yes, I know what you're thinking....she was cheating on him! No, no...Keily is extremely faithful to that one person she finds special, even if that person isn't faithful with her. And, at the time, she had only just begun to get to properly know Severus for who he was and not what she thought he was. But that's not what I wanted to tell you...the reason she left out a holiday post was because of one particular embarrassing incident where she wanted to visit her boyfriend to give him a Christmas present, got lost, wound up getting saved by Severus and wound up putting the present into her closet never to be seen again--especially when she and her boyfriend broke-up. Until now. While cleaning out her closet (it's a frightful mess) I found the present and the memory kicked in and I began to plot…

“Are you ready?” Severus asked, wrapping William up warmly in his newly bought winter clothes. I watched him a while still only halfway done with my coat. I wouldn’t have felt the cold that acutely, but for his sake I dressed up for the occasion in seasonal colors and a warm jacket. He looked up, then turned to face me, looking rather peeved that I hadn’t budged an inch since the last time he had asked me if I was ready to go.

“You aren’t finished.” He stated. “The party will be starting soon.” He added, to urge me to hurry up.

I nodded. “Just one last thing.” I said. I reached into my coat pocket and produced a little box. I held it out to him. “Merry Christmas.”

He stood there, dumbfounded. His snake like red eyes (remember everyone, he’s STILL trapped inside Voldemort’s old body) narrowed at me in distrust in the way Keily and I only knew him to do. I picked up his hand, then deposited the present. Not exactly the most graceful or elegant way to give someone a present. Nor was it romantic, but…I suppose I was reminding him that Keily and I are the same, even if we aren’t. I quickly did up the rest of my things, picked up William (while he cooed into my ears, which somehow made me feel rather glad) and began to walk out the door.

Severus and I did not talk to each other during Kenya’s party. William was passed around a few times and he seemed to be enjoying himself. He also tried speaking word which made me smirk. I wonder how Vader would react to little William always calling him ‘Bay-ba’ until he got his consonants right? I suppose it was pretty cute. I watched Vader, Kenya and Severus interact and somehow, deep within me…I couldn’t help but…feel a little relieved.

And then I heard the bagpipes.

Now don’t get me wrong…Zack can play. I just don’t like bagpipes. At all. But I did have to leave so my ears could stop ringing so I could get up and do my song later. ‘Carol of the Bells’. It wasn’t a song I knew well…but I think I learnt it well enough, fast enough for the day.

Still…thought it was too cheerful sounding for me. Depressing aren't I?

But I suppose it did the job for everyone else.

Hark how the bells,
sweet silver bells,
all seem to say,
throw cares away

Christmas is here,
bringing good cheer,
to young and old,
meek and the bold

Oh how they pound,
raising the sound,
o'er hill and dale,
telling their tale

Gaily they ring
while people sing
songs of good cheer
Christmas is here

Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas,
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas,
On on they send ,
on without end,
their joyful tone to every home
Dong Ding dong ding, dong Bong