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Charlie sat down beside him and began to tell Fred the fact that it thirty years ago been engaged, was a Romanian. They had met at work and quickly fell in love. When she realized she was pregnant, Charlie had spontaneously made her a marriage proposal, she had happily accepted. Shortly before her departure to England a month later, where they wanted to introduce Charlie to his family, she was inadvertently caught in a magic duel in a bar and was killed by a spell.

Charlie had overcome this loss and it never even managed to not to tell his family that he was once engaged to be married and almost became a father was.

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6th December: Charlie / Mara

1999

? "And you're sure that your family will like me," Mara Charlie asked for the tenth time uncertain.

Charlie smiled. He was sitting on her bed and she stood in front of the closet. She thought the whole week, what to bring everything if they would come to Charlie in the Burrow. She wanted to make a good impression. She turned to him and put his arms around his shoulders. Charlie wrapped his around her waist and kissed her flat stomach, which was covered with a thick sweater.

"I've said a hundred times that my family will love you. My mom is thrilled to be like this, that we will get married. "He said firmly.

She frowned, and a few brown hair from her eyes. "Although it is such short notice? They know me not. "She liked this secrecy at all, to Charlie was. But he was so love. It would be a fantastic surprise. After Fred's death

he was as fast as possible, went back to Romania. He had used his work to distract himself. He was not happy, but by his time in Romania, he had been estranged from his family. The rest of the Weasleys took each other to cope with this loss, but he had had the feeling of being overwhelmed by their grief. He felt be best if he could be alone with the dragon. You were his remedies.

And then there was Mara came into his life and he had given a new meaning. She was fantastic. She was funny, nature's, had a good heart and loved dragons so much like him. She understood him like no other. He was initially detained because she was six years younger than he (and the twenty-five still seemed like quite a few), but ultimately was the demand was too strong for her. And these six years really did not mind. They loved each other and that was the most important.

He had been trying to tell Bill about his relationship, his great Brother, his best friend, but he had not been able to describe in a letter really meant a lot to like Mara him. He wanted to personally tell Bill. And the rest of his family, too.

But then Mara had discovered a few weeks ago that she was pregnant and that changed everything. Charlie had her without hesitation made a marriage proposal. Even though everything happened very fast, but he knew that it was the right thing and maybe the baby was his indication was that he should take his courage and take the step. But he could tell his family everything impossible in a letter. So they decided to to come together in the Burrow at Christmas and tell them personally. And how do Charlie knew his mother, it would mean they were married in England, where the whole family could be there. Of course, even before the baby was born. So he came up with the idea to propose to his family that they should get married right after Christmas there. Then all together and could share their happiness with them. It would also help them not so much to have to think of Fred's death. Holidays without him has been most serious.

"My family is just as you love them very much like me. "assured Charlie convinces her. "They will not otherwise. You'll see. "Mara looked at him uncertainly.

Charlie sighed. He leaned back and pulled his fiancee with him until they lay side by side on the bed. With one hand he stroked her hair, his other was on her belly. "Do not worry."

Mara bit her lip. "I do not know. What if they think that I'm intentionally become pregnant, because I wanted you to marry me? "

Charlie shrugged. "So what? Then let them think that. We both know, but that it was not. "Moreover, his family would never do that. They would be happy that he had finally found the woman with whom he wanted to share his life.

"And if they reject the baby?"

Charlie shook his head. "They will not. My Mum loves babies. You will be pleased. In addition, the their first grandchild will be. Besides Bill and Fleur we come before. "A few weeks ago he had received a letter from Bill, in which he had reported to him much that he would be a father. He had, however, not written, as far Fleur was, so it's entirely possible that Charlie's baby would come sooner. Thus, it is possible that Charlie would for the first time in his life to his big brother come before. It was a better feeling than Charlie had thought, and if he had not been so lucky, he would therefore perhaps even ashamed. So it was just a nice side effect.

"Either way, they are happy. Trust me. Everything will be fine. "He said confidently, kissing them. "If the new millennium dawns, we are already married." He kissed her again before he slipped to lower, her sweater pushed up and kissed her belly. "And the next Christmas, we celebrate it a threesome."

Mara began to shine. His heart melted away. "That sounds fantastic."

"Is not it?" He could not wait. That would be the best Christmas he had ever experienced.

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5. December: Bill / Fleur

2007

"So now you is beautiful in a Rei'e. Before your father. Dominique, would you please läscheln? This will be a fun map. "Fleur looked at her six year old daughter encouragingly. In response Dominique twisted her face into a grimace. "Dominique!" Fleur put his hands in her hips. "Would you please do what you said and severally abe!" Dominique stubbornly folded his arms over his chest.

Fleur looked helplessly at their Man who put as much enthusiasm in the day as his youngest daughter. He tried to suppress a yawn, hoping that his wife would not see it, but she knew him too well. She rolled her eyes and looked at her two other children. Victoire looked very happy, but she threw herself on every camera that they saw. Louis was not even particularly thrilled, but he would make her a joy and had a polite smile on their face.

Fleur sighed. "The more you will take Eusch refuses, the longer it" threatened them. Bill seemed to contribute to this argument, but Dominique seemed today to be particularly stubborn to do.

"Mum, why do we have to make such a crap? No one I know makes such a crappy photo for their Christmas cards. "She complained.

Fleur took a sharp. Dominique's eyes widened and she opened a hand over her mouth. "Nadine Dominique Weasley, what ast 'you just say?" She took a step toward her and she glared at her.

"Nothing," she mumbled sheepishly and looked for help to her father.

Bill had the All observed cheerfully. He hated those stupid formal photos, which was his wife at Christmas time, but it was not worth the effort, they talk her out, so he had always endured. He could not be mad at Dominique, just because they had little left for it just like him. But she could swear that even with six years so ... He expressed his pride and tried to stand on the side of his wife.

"This should not really say, Nicki," he chided her gently. More was not possible. Especially because he too often the word itself used.

Dominique opened his mouth to protest, but after a look from her mother, she joined him, but rather again.

"Can not we just make this stupid photo?", Mixed them Louis now. "I wanted to still go to Brian to play." Brian was the boy next door. Louis was often with him to play, to escape the many women in the house, as he had confessed to his father again. Bill had it fully understands.

Fleur nodded and began fumbling around in the camera that she had placed on a tripod. Nevertheless, they threw Dominique angry Gaze. "We'll speak between nosch, young lady," she threatened. Bill was sorry for his daughter. But it is the soup itself had brewed. Before her mother could not curse you, they all knew.

"And now läschelt kindly to this photo shoot and severally endlisch can." She looked sternly at the turn. Obedient they all sat down to a smile. Fleur pressed a button and then hurried to her husband, who was standing behind her three children and put an arm around her. Despite her anger, she smiled brightly at the camera.

Louis left his place immediately after the photo was shot. He pulled the sweater over her fine head, which he hated because he was so scratchy, and he had only attracted because his mother had forced him to do so. He ran down the hall. "I'll be back by five," he cried to them, even before he took his jacket and slamming the door behind him did.

Dominique pulled the bow from her hair and ran as fast as possible up the stairs to escape her mother.

Victoire only remained in the living room and helped her mother in the process of storing the camera. "May I watch as you develop the photos? "she asked, interested and looked at her mother hopefully.

Fleur smiled happily and nodded. "Of course, my darling. You can put the camera back to the darkroom. I get to gleisch. "Victoire took the bag carefully in the hand and left to the living room, to bring them into the cellar.

Bill was with a sigh of fall on the sofa. He put an arm around Fleur and kissed her on the cheek. "You know we all hate these photos. Besides Victoire. "Remembered them.

Fleur nodded. "American white. But we 'ave so few photos in which we all susammen are like. And the children grow so fast. My mother always says that she recognizes über'aupt nothin 'back when she sees them in the summer. Eastern Möschter to see my parents how glücklisch we are. Eastern Möschter that they can teil'aben to it. When we celebrate Weihnaschten susammen have nothin '. "

you had tears in his eyes. Bill swallowed hard and embraced it. Fleur had given up much for him. He knew she enjoyed living in England, but he also knew that their family missing. Especially during the holidays. They had the children proposed last year, but once Christmas with their other grandparents in France to celebrate, but were met with violent protests. The children did not want to do without the hustle and bustle at the Burrow. And Fleur had given up their wish and celebrated with his family instead of with her.

Bill stroked her gently on the cheek and smiled at her lovingly. She was an amazing woman. He would not have wished for better. And it was a fantastic mother. They could really lucky the children and himself.

And the least they could do for Fleur was this lousy photo.

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4th December: Remus / Tonks

1997

"Dora? Is everything all right? "Remus looked at his wife anxiously. Tonks was sitting in the living room in her mother's home on the sofa. She had set up her swollen feet and spread a blanket over her big belly. She clutched a cup of hot chocolate and stared out the window into the darkness.

"Do you think he's all right?" She asked softly. At that moment she looked at him more like a frightened little child and not like the tough Aurorin they always wanted to be.

Remus sighed and sat down at the foot of the sofa. He lifted her feet and placed it in his lap. He began to massage her. "Your dad is smart. He gets along. "

Tonks gulped. There were tears in her eyes, but she refused to let them run free. She would soon be a mother be. She had to be strong. She put a hand on her stomach. She felt the baby kicking. "I just wish he were here. I've never celebrated Christmas without him. "

Remus smiled at her encouragingly, even though he was not as hopeful as he would think to see his wife. After the first war he had had no one. anyone. He hoped that this time would be different. With all his might. But the reality was almost always different. Dreams were never true. At least not the way you wanted it.

"Next year, when the baby is there, then we will all celebrate together. A large family. Without war. "He said convincingly. When he closed his eyes, he saw it exactly right. And if he was lucky this time only, then it would really be so.

Tonks managed a small smile. "It would be nice." She said, wiping tears from a few furtive corner of the eye. She looked at her wedding ring. He had Remus' mother heard. They had to marry secretly been in silence. Hardly anybody had been there, to share their happiness with them. They had to hide their love. They could not be pleased about her pregnancy. Remus had even left out of fear. Nothing was as she had imagined. And now her father was not even there. She had no idea how he was and whether he was alive.

She had thought that the last Christmas would have been crappy. Remus had ignored her and her heart was so broken as never before. She had thought that it would not have been worse may be. Now she was married to her love and got him a baby. She should make capers should. Instead, it all seemed so much worse. She felt powerless and that was a feeling that could not bear Auror.

"What are you doing because of sorrowful faces?" Her mother said happily. She wore a small dusty plastic Christmas tree under the arm, which once saw Tonks years ago in the attic had. It had been the first Christmas tree, which her parents had had. After her marriage she had had so little money that they had no real can afford - not to mention jewelry altogether. Therefore, they had bought the plastic fir tree with the tinsel and flashing lights and placed him in the first years of their marriage.

"It's Christmas! But rejoice, "she continued in good spirits and placed the tree next to the fireplace. "Look what I found in the attic, Dora. I thought, since it is not safe to go out and fetch it, this is very good here. "She waved her wand and the lights began to shine.

Dora sighed. Previously she had loved Christmas. But now she was so little to celebrate as never before felt in their lives. And she knew her mother well enough to know that she felt the same. She put on a happy face only, because they did not want the bad mood, they slew.

Andromeda rightly drew the tree until they are satisfied with him. Then she watched her daughter and son. "Now come on. I really try to do my best. But alone I'll manage it. "

Dora swallowed. "Mum, I do not think now is the right moment -" she began carefully.

"Oh, Fiddlesticks!" Protested vigorously Andromeda. "Now is the right moment. It is Christmas. We should be grateful for everything we have. That we are alive are. That you are about to put new life into the world. Your father will certainly not, we mope, Dora. would say if he were here now, he: Vengeance "You looked at them encouragingly.

Dora was finally beaten. Maybe it turned out, it would be something and they cheered. If she was lucky, on TV Three Wishes for Cinderella would run. In the film, she always came into the Christmas spirit.

When her mother loudly and sang a Christmas song wrong, she clung so strongly in the hope that Remus had given her. Next year. Next year they would all celebrate Christmas together.

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third December: James / Lily

1980

"Look, Harry, is it not great?" Said James enthusiastically his five-month-old son and gave him a little snitch in the nose, the fluttered wildly, trying to free themselves from James' hand.

Lily looked at the Snitch, shaking his head. "Really, James, where did you to get that? Sirius has stolen it for Harry? "It would be the best friend of her husband's trust quite possible to do this for his godchild. James would also have been able to if they did not need to hide. The two would never grow up.

James shook his head. "Where do you think back then, my dear? By the time I've played with the OWL exams. You know, as if you had told me that you'd prefer to sleep with the Kraken as me. "He looked at her, grinning.

Lily rolled her eyes. "I've never said, James. I only said I'd rather go out with the Kraken as with you. Of sex was never mentioned. "She knelt on the floor next to James and tickled Harry, who was on a gaming floor, under the chin. His attention was, however, all the Snitch, which held his father in his hand. His mother, he ignored completely.

"He will once again be a great viewfinder," James said dreamily. "At Hogwarts, he will destroy the other teams. And then he will revolutionize the British Quidditch League. I can see it right in front of me. "

James kissed Lily laughing on the cheek and grabbed him off the Snitch.

"Hey!" Said James surprised because Lily had managed him wegnzunehmen the winged ball. "Give the restore immediately! That was my Christmas present to Harry! "

Lily Spang on nimble and fled from her husband She ran laughing through the living room and almost had the little Christmas tree knocked over, stood on the dresser. James had caught up quickly. He wrapped his arms around her. However, he had such a momentum that they both ended up on the sofa. Lily held out her arm as far as possible James gone, but he was almost two heads taller than she and, accordingly, longer arms. When he reached her hand almost, Lily opened it quickly and released the Snitch.

James looked after the Snitch, which fluttered like a startled chicken throughout the living room. "Thank you," he muttered grimly. laughed "And how do I catch the now?"

Lily. She reached up and kissed him tenderly on the lips. "Ever heard of a magic views, you genius?"

James looked stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly going on. He bent down to her and kissed her stormy. "Then I really would not come," he admitted, and pressed himself close to her. Her hands went through his tousled hair and her even more.

A loud scream made them to move apart. James jumped up and pulled his wand was stuck in the back of his jeans. Alarmed, he looked around. While James was still searching for the cause of the noise, Lily had found it long ago.

The Snitch flew to Harry's head around and seemed to not like. He tried the ball with his little hands to scare me, but that seemed to incite the snitch even more.

Great strides Lily crossed the living room. She let him drop to his knees next to Harry, grabbed the golden ball and had it disappear in your pocket. Then she picked up her son and covered his face with kisses. Harry stopped crying and smiled at his mother toothless.

Lily gulped. They never thought that she could for some people to feel as much love as for her son. He was the most perfect being who she knew and she would do anything for him. Absolutely everything to ensure he was safe and happy.

"I think that was the Quidditch nothing, James," she said with a grin to her husband

James sighed theatrically and then settled next to the two-legged. He put his arms around her and pulled her to him. Harry grabbed for his glasses. "Then I think about something else for him. Maybe he can be Minister for Magic. As long as he is famous. "

Lily rolled her eyes. "He has yet not be famous, James, "she said resolutely. She stroked the black hair from his forehead and pushed him a kiss on it. "As long as he's happy."

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second December: Lucius / Narcissa

1990

"Well, Draco," Lucius asked with raised eyebrows.

Draco felt that the new Nimbus 2000, he had just freed from the precious gift of paper manufacturing company. He shone in the light of Chandelier and candles that were attached to the three-meter high Christmas tree. He was just as Draco had expected. He had no doubt of getting the broom. He was new to the market and his father would make that fact alone, not with old broom. He wanted only the best of the best.

He had thought that Draco's flying skills should be improved so that he would do in Hogwarts for the next school year, the family has no shame. Although he had not hinted at, but Draco was nevertheless clear that it was Lucius' request that he as soon as possible included in the Quidditch team should be. It did not matter that it was for a century any more students succeeded in the first grade to make the team, not even Lucius himself, as Draco cried like to be in memory. It would show that her family was not usually .

That was the most important: Nothing, absolutely nothing, should usually be at the Malfoy family. Neither the dishes from which they ate, even the bed linen in which they slept. And certainly not Christmas.

For this reason, they had the largest tree in the area, which was set up in the impressive foyer and up stood up to the first floor. He was decorated with real gold. The rest of the decor was tasteful, elegant and of course expensive. Malfoy never gave the second best pleased.

"He is perfect, Father," Draco was exactly the response that was expected of him. He would like to try out the broom, but it was clear that was not the time for that now. If he wanted to really enjoy it, without the watchful eyes of his father, who criticized his every move, then he would have to wait, not until his parents were there. His mother was anyway the view that flies for it was too dangerous. But his father did not agree and that is what counts.

Lucius looked at him still invitingly.

"Thank you," he added.

His mother came from the kitchen. She held a teacup in his hand. "This incompetent house elf has tilted lots of sugar in the tea. I even had to make it new. "She said disapprovingly. She sat on the leather sofa and stroked her green silk dress smooth. Lucius and Narcissa would never have thought to unwrap the gifts in their pajamas, as it would have been really usual. They insisted on a fair, ceremonial clothing.

you looked at her son, who was sitting on the other sofa, holding the latest and most expensive racing broom in the world in his hand. "Do you like it?" She asked, smiling.

Draco returned her smile and nodded. "Yes, very. Thank you, mother. "He stood up and kissed her on the cheek. "I better stash him in the broom closet.", He added, holding up the broom.

Lucius nodded in agreement. "Remember the Door finish. I do not want any house elf sniffing around there. "He called to his son too hard.

Draco rolled his eyes. As if he would have forgotten it ever!

"The gift has not missed its effect," said Lucius, with satisfaction, and leaned back. He raised his hand and stroked her blond hair out of Narcissa's face. His fingers lingered on her earlobe. "Do you like them?"

Narcissa nodded. "The earrings are wonderful." Lucius had given her diamond earrings for Christmas. You had been outrageously expensive and you could see them. "Thanks." Lucius nodded. "For you only the best." Something else was at the Malfoy family is out of question.

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first December: Molly / Arthur

1981

looked sad Molly Weasley the puny Christmas tree, decorated only with a few stars, was slanting. Your boys, they had cut out of old Daily Prophet, which Molly had brightly colored. They had the right had jewelry, but Fred and George had made him at one of their illegal raids destroyed the attic and tried to hide the damage. When Molly had discovered the problem, it was too late was to buy new jewelry.

She had all the money they had saved up a chore for Christmas, already spent on Christmas gifts. It was less this year than in recent years, but Bill would come next September to Hogwarts and they would have to buy the entire school equipment new to him. Then were the things at the other children be passed, but the first time would have to buy them all. Although only second hand, but even that was actually already more than they could afford.

Molly swallowed as she watched her oldest son, who helped the other children while cutting out the stars. Charlie was the work has become too stupid and he had flung his scissors impatient. Percy worked at the most conscientious of all, and cut out the stars with a precision to the self Molly would not have been able to do. Fred and George made a game of it, the stars so crazy shapes as possible to give and Ron sat in his chair, chewing on a biscuit around and looked wide-eyed with his brothers. Molly was happy that Bill made sure he got in no scissors. She wanted to not imagine how it would be if Bill would only be in Hogwarts. He would miss them all terribly.

It was the last Christmas, where would it all together. Bill's last before he would go into the wide world. And Ginny's first. She was of course too young to understand what was going on, but it was still something special. The first time was always something special. Therefore had Molly is also taken the time to knit a Christmas sweater for her four-month-old daughter. Just as she knitted a sweater for all their sons.

Molly knitted sweater every year for their children. This made them, since Bill was in the world. It was a simple gift. Wool was not expensive. The owner of the store where they bought the wool always had a heart for her family. The more wool Molly bought, the cheaper it was. They also could bewitch her knitting needles, so that most of the work completed for them. Only the complex patterns produced Molly himself. So they had enough time needed for all the other things that are absolutely done. It was also a practical gift, for she could ensure that their children had something warm to wear. And above all it was a gift that came from the heart.

Molly loved her children more than anything and wanted to be in a position to give them everything they wanted. Unfortunately, they could buy them anything complicated, so how would they like to do sometimes. But she gave them love, warmth and security. And these were but the greatest gifts that could give it. How many children were without Commented out.

were tears in her eyes as she thought of the many orphans who would not even get a sweater. No one had, who loved her and was there for them. Their children were happy and satisfied, even if not ready would be the latest racing broom under the Christmas tree for them.

The door opened and Arthur came. Snowflakes had soaked his tattered cloak. Molly sighed with relief. She was relieved every time he came safely home. She had not yet got used to it, whose name can not be named, not longer there. It would be the first Christmas that they would celebrate in peace.

Arthur expressed his sons each a kiss on the head before he got to her, wrapped an arm around her waist is no longer present and kissed her. Then he leaned over to Ginny, who held Molly in his arms and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Merry Christmas", he wished her, smiling.

Molly nodded. They were all together. They were healthy. They loved each other. You could live in peace. It was a Merry Christmas.

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Introduction and Table of Contents

Hello, my dear readers!

I am glad that you found on this page. How many of you probably know, I have in the past four years, always in December posted an Advent calendar, to sweeten the waiting time for Christmas. This year I had in the absence of time actually not planned to make an advent calendar, but last Thursday I had an idea that I was not released and therefore I have written by this weekend.

This advent calendar is different from my The Weasleys are waiting for Christmas FFs and the consecutive chapters of the FF In Ginevra Molly Potter words that I translated from English. There will be no FF, when there is a continuing story and build the chapters together. This time was not enough (to the Weasley FFs have started to write always in August).

This Advent calendar is a series of small snapshots (no longer than 1000 words) which would be located in the Christmas period (either before, during or after Christmas). In each snapshot to another couple or another character will be at the forefront. Some snapshots from play, some during, and after many of the books.

All Snapshots, which deal with the next generation, in my 10 little things - located universe. You have the Ten small things do not know to enjoy this Advent calendar can, but of course it does no harm. If it is necessary to know the background, I'll post in advance the small passages that are important to understanding. So do not worry you will understand, her everything.

I will this FF both ff.net , ff.de and hp-Xperts post, as every year, and also here. This site I have a very simple Opened specifically for this reason FF:

How many of you probably know, I have begun this fall to study. As a result, I will sometimes be up late at night in the university and are not able to upload a new chapter in time to the fan fiction sites. So that you can still read the chapter but on the right day, I will upload the chapters in advance here and on the right day to unlock. This is faster than the other pages. So if until the evening on the other sites has turned up nothing, it is worthwhile to stop by here once. As an added treat, I will also here also post at any snapshot of an image.

you can leave comments here without having to be registered with Live Journal. Furthermore, I would be very happy.

And now enjoy reading and a great December!

Chapter:



first December: Molly and Arthur
second December: Lucius and Narcissa
third December: James and Lily
4th December: Remus and Tonks
5th December: Bill and Fleur
6th December: Charlie and Mara
7th December: Percy and Audrey
8th December: George and Angelina
9th December: Fred
10th December: Ron and Hermione
11th December: Harry and Ginny
12th December: Draco and Astoria
13th December: Teddy and Victoire
14th December: Dominique and Steven
15th December: Louis and Annie
16th December: Molly and Justin
17th December: Lucy
18th December: Fred and Ellen
19th December: Roxanne and Oliver
20th December: Rose and Scorpius
21st December: Hugo and Clara
22nd December: James and Julia
23rd December: Albus and Tia
24th December: Lily and Henry

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My secretary claims that quote, not everyone who Goethe, so even as a cultured person to did apply, but still much educated Italian traveler I can not not help but think as to Wilhelm Meister:
know "you know the land where the lemons bloom,
glow in the dark leaves kumquats,
A gentle wind from the blue heaven blows ,
Myrtle silent and high the laurel?

you know it? There, there,
Would I go with you, O my beloved! "

So, my Beloved man, the rest of the Lions family and I are now in Italy. To be precise: We are in Turin. But what the flowering lemons and oranges, together with myrtle (have all the credit we deserve anyway so itself) is concerned: Nope! For we are in Northern Italy's disgusting and right now is 7 ° C cold and instead of the soft sky, which blows from the blue sky, we have drizzly weather with fog. Since you have not yet heard of lemon trees, when, what I would of course be much more sympathetic than lemons, steaks would grow on them.


But that in Italy the weather is bad and I Jana (and venison) is missing, I met old friends again! Although I arrived here in a closed car - like us are so sensitive to train and would therefore not like to drive convertible. In addition to sleep in a closed car better - I smelled it once and I was happy. And when I am regally took my newly refurbished exhibit in possession, I saw it too - or rather, I first heard them. Chico, Tino, Joe and Charlie are in fact very communicative guys. To be quite honest: Sometimes they have me too communicative. They yap nälich the dear, long day and they have pretty loud voices. Sometimes, when they clean tubes in my dreams, I'm about to have a vigorous' Stop times up! " to shout in their direction. But that would not help much - presumably they would talk in detail then the first time (and loudly) about why I like their song performances and interviews now and not do what they can so I goutieren. On the other hand, the quartet is so cheerful and funny, that I give her cries can not really blame.

We are somehow related. Biologists would disagree, of course, because I belong to the genus yes Panthera leo , while four are scientifically known as Zalophus californianus . But we all are carnivores (meat eaters = - where the "meat" with the boys, fish) and we are all lions - only they have a "lake" in front of the lion. But their teeth are not bad and I have to admit: they can swim better than me. On the other hand ... in the summer I sometimes envy them already a little about her great swimming pool (59 m3 of water - because you can splash not only, but really swim), but now I remember always that small-Erna-joke from Hamburg, is in demand in the small Erna, whether they like would be a swan. She replies: "All day with the belly in the cold water Ne?" But Chico & Co. have plenty of fat to keep them still warm.



My friend Chico - a lot of tricks he can.
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This is Tino. He and his friends were the way television stars: They played together "Robbie".
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addition, Chico, Tino, Joe and Charlie Incidentally, very nice people. Petra and Roland Duss care very affectionate to her "boys" - and they flirt with me and I think they would give me even now and then a fish. I think I have to talk to Martin about it sometimes. But first I have to get some sleep. We have today are Premiere and I love the enthusiastic, Italian audience! So I must be quite fit here for our first show.

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Actually I am speaking not happy about it. On the other hand, it is sometimes easy to get out. And besides, it's not that I do not think people would love. On the contrary. He is my absolute favorite person and I would at any time with teeth and claws take in protecting against any attack. must also concede to him for having the species is Homo sapiens, he does not know very much about lions, but also has so much understanding and feeling for us that he was already almost a Panthera Leo appoint honorary might.

But even the preface I regret to admit that creep in due to a particular topic always easy disharmony in our otherwise loving relationship. Martin and I can us the theme "water" and its additives are not simply agree.

So, basically it is like I love water. I shower like I love to swim and I drink, of course, prefer water (I may here say in passing that I, like all cats, am a teetotaler?).
Well of course there are people who think that only water "boring" was. But that's not true - at least not for a lion. Because our taste and smell is better developed than that of men (okay, okay, with one caveat: We the taste buds are missing for sweet But this has also the advantage that we do not eat chocolate, and thus not as problems with the slim line. have), it tastes to me water is not always the same. Sometimes I can even taste small differences from place to place. And sometimes ... So, even your people with your under-developed Sense of water notes so that there is a difference between the water that flows from your lines and that falls from the sky.
That is but part of my problem with Martin.

(c) Julia Birkmann
sometimes I like puddles of water. You often get very interesting. But every time I drink from a puddle, scolds Martin. He says, puddles of water was "dirty" and I should still prefer to drink the fresh, clean water, which he provides for me. And these are the moments where I realize that but he just is not a lion, and some things will never understand. Too bad, no?



(c) Julia Birkmann



's is even worse, however, when it comes to water for washing. As I mentioned, I love showers. Nothing is more beautiful than to get on a warm day, a refreshing shower. And when the cold water will be so beautiful belly tickles or cools my feet - wonderful! I can not get enough of it. Martin
but - again not really lion, but man - said repeatedly that showers should be not only a pleasure but is used to clean! As if I would have needed! Bitt'schön, Mr. Lacey: I am a lion. I can clean itself ...


(c) Julia Birkmann

Be honest: see I do not clean enough in the picture from? I think so. But Martin does not like it. And worse, I just see in his eyes that he once again has planned! We travel that is soon to Italy - and Martin says that if he comes with me to the Circus Medrano, I would shine in the shining white beauty. Say: Martin wants me shampooing the days!

I think that is absolutely unworthy of a lion to me. Not only that I screwed up the entire shower fun, then when he comes with the stupid foam, no: We can agree about the smell before. He claims that he quite neutral, mild use. But I think if he shampooed me already, then he could at least take something that smells good as Eau de Cologne or venison steak with a light thyme-head and a little more rosemary Middle notes. Just a little smoke smell was not bad either. So, I would like very much. But something he never offers me! Instead more of this supposedly neutral smelling stuff! And that he washed me with it (the fire in his eyes, honest! Even though he always maintained that I should not do that!), It's not even the worst. The worst is that he believes that we could do not let air-dry in this weather. So he intends to grab me after washing and shampooing in the mountain sun. The crown-Winter Quarter's something like that, but of course it is not meant for lions, but for horses (I've mentioned this before, that horses in crown always get preferential treatment? Not only do you eat and may not Jana complaining already, if only once a a bit threatening - are also clearly in the majority here and they have a sun lamp).!. And then there's always smells totally like horse (because the men stallions so, unlike me, are not even house-trained) and I find it totally unworthy, that I should be dried under a certain height for horses sun.

But what can I do? Martin is my best friend, so I leave it like me. But somehow ... So, at some point we need to work on this aspect of our relationship yet, and introduce at least one lion suitable shampoo!

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autumn mood

Actually, I like the autumn. I like it when colorful Blätterschiffchen in the wind to sail there, and I enjoy it, I trot in the evening on my straw bed under the heat lamp, and I've liked if the whole world smells after rain washed as fresh and you to no longer with every movement sweating comes. And I even like the melancholy that comes with autumn. In the circus that is autumn means goodbye: The tour comes to an end and from the daily routine of two shows are suddenly shows, which are counted: "Only six, then we are by. "And in that, that people count down around me the ideas that sound sadness, but often a bit easier with. autumn and" tour to an end "means that the Force, the seven months together traveling separate themselves . is workers who were hired only for the season sweep - laden with gifts - return to their families, the permanent staff of the circus is looking forward to returning to Munich and the winter break, artists say goodbye to go to another engagement.


At Circus Krone is this year even a great farewell. We are now a few years together with the Jubilee program been on the road, but next year we will something completely new - and therefore go some who have now heard it for a long time to us. But this is circus life: Farewell and a fresh start. But, as Hermann Hesse wrote? "It's the heart must be ready for parting, new ... Only he who is ready to go and travel, may be debilitating habit entraffen. At every stage of life calls" * We are ready.


However, I admit that I have this one advantage: No matter where I travel, my man and the family are always with me. If my pen somewhere on a German place in Munich winter home or anywhere in Italy is - Martin is there and the rest of the troops facing me. Yes, I even take my usual habitation on the road. Therefore, if I may say on the edge, it annoys me like always, back when someone said that travel "stress" is for circus animals. Completely wrong: Travel is variety and ensures that we do not get bored. And for that matter, I am even on our next trip. We are affected by mid-November to February in Italy at the Circus Medrano. A long winter break, we can not afford to do that is. Namely we need approximately 200 kilograms of meat every day and if we did nothing to deserve it, we would eat in the winter break, our human hair from the head. That's what words to Medrano - and so much I'm looking forward to Italy, I am but a bit sad. Jana and Martin's son, we can take do not need. Jana is in fact took place in Munich from their horses and the junior is the first time in his life go in a kindergarten, and I hope that is not in the scuffled as much as in our (and I am now somewhat punitive to the men's junior , Frosty and Prince Benedict across, which look just as if it could not hurt a little water, probably hatched but already the next dementia). They are us - my people and me - and certainly not missing much just because Jana is cooking so wonderful and I will miss her venison. But we are in Italy firmly to them think and when Martin phoned Jana, I tube in the background so that they do not also forget.

And I promise you we will contact you regularly from Italy. And then when we returned in late February in Munich and in the crown-building experience, I expect a lot of you! If I then weighed care of you and enjoy the autumn!






* From Hermann Hesse's poem "Steps"