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A/N: Very weird, but still!

Hogwarts.
Christmas Eve, 1957.

The teachers and students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were having a good time in the great hall this Christmas Eve. There was a Christmas Ball on the school this year and therefor nearly all the students above third year had stayed. The triplets Lily, Violet and Dahlia Evans were no exception, though they did not attend the ball.

They had been adopted by muggles at the age of five months, and hadn't known they were magical. Their mother hadn't told anyone she was a witch. She had been sixteen when she met a man. They were together for six months and then he left her, not knowing she were pregnant. She had the triplets, but couldn't keep them and gave them up for adoption after naming then Lillian, Violet and Dahlia.

There were many reasons the girls did not attend the ball. One were that they didn't feel quite like they fit in, and besides, they didn't have dates ... Thought there had been quite a few asking them, all had been declined. They had the feeling something else was going to happen. And as the party were going on inside the girls strolled around in the School Park. They headed for the forest when something Dark seemed to enter their thoughts. A Dark shadow seemed to follow them. They turned into one of their many Animagi forms. Lily became a lovely deer; Violet turned into a huge, black dog and Dahlia turned into a white wolf. They ran as fast as they could through the darkening forest but as they came to a glade they stopped as by magic, and by magic it were. They were levitated into the middle of the glade and couldn't move at all. A golden light pulsed around them and they were brought back to their human shapes. Then a ghostly white mist engulfed them and they could feel themselves changing. The Darkness disappeared and they were left in the mist, not knowing what happened to them. They could feel their bodies twisting and bending. And when the mist floated away there was no one in the glade. Only three tall trees. One had Lily's auburn hair as leaves, the second had Violets dark curls as leaves and the third possessed Dahlias golden locks as leaves. The girls would have stayed, as trees forever, were it not for the Magic of Christmas. Golden dust seemed to spread over and around the trees, not allowing anything else to grow in the glade beside the three trees and lilies, viols and dahlias. The only thing that would make the girls come back would be their true loves, the boys who would win the girls hearts would be born the following year, if they were able to find the girls were an whole other matter.