Harry potter was late coming home from work. It was Christmas eve, and he was dead tired. When he walked into his home, his boyfriend Draco Malfoy was sleeping on the couch, curled up next to the fire place. There were cookies on a plate, with a glass of milk, and a letter. Harry quickly realized that Draco had been waiting up for santa. He, as quietly as he could, placed the cookies back into the jar, and left a few crumbs, poured the milk down the sink, leaving a tiny bit at the bottom, and picked up Draco's letter.

"Dear santa,

It's me, Draco. I know I'm older, I'm almost 20. But… I just can't stop believing in you. You were the one thing that kept me going during the war. You and harry of course. What I want most for Christmas is for harry to be happy. Whether that's with me or not is up to him. Please make my wish come true.

Love always,

Draco Malfoy.

Harry smiled softly and heard a soft thud near the fire place. He looked, and saw a man in a red suit, and a pure white beard standing before him.

"Santa?" he whispered, and the man nodded.

"Yes harry, I am real. I believe that letter belongs to me" he said, and harry gave it to him.

"Lucky for Draco, i don't need to make his wish come true. you are happy with him, aren't you?" he asked, and harry nodded.

"Very happy. I… I was planning on proposing." He said, and santa nodded.

"I know. he'll be the happiest man alive. Now, you need to go to bed, so I can give you your gifts. Why don't you take Draco to bed, and go to sleep yourself?" he asked, and harry nodded.

"Thank you santa." He said, and slowly picked up Draco, and took him to their bedroom and tucked him in. when he laid his head on the pillow, he was asleep.

The next morning he woke up and saw Draco was already in the living room.

"Harry look!" he called, and harry got out of bed, and saw the tree had presents under it.

"I got a letter!" he said, and read it aloud.

"Draco,

After all these years, your belief in me has never stopped. Thank you.

Love,

Santa.

"Santa left you a letter?" harry asked, sitting down next to him.

"Was it you?" he asked, and harry shook his head.

"I saw him last night you know. santa" he said, and Draco smiled.

"Really? What was he like?" he asked.

"Just like in the pictures. Red suit, white beard. He… he gave me some advise" he said, and Draco looked at him.

"Oh?" he asked, and harry nodded, taking out a box from his pajama pocket. He opened it, and saw Draco's eyes widen.

"I… are you sure?" he asked, and harry grinned.

"Of course I'm sure. will you marry me Draco?" he asked, and Draco nodded, and kissing him softly.

"Does this mean my Christmas wish came true?" Draco asked, and harry nodded.

"It already was true. I was always happy with you Draco. But thank you for using your Christmas gift on me. I love you." Harry said, and they sat together, looking at the fire place.

In the north pole, Santa was looking in his magic crystal ball, seeing harry and Draco enjoying their company. He smiled, and slowly started to fall asleep. All was well.

Hey guys. Long time since I posted anything. I want this story to go to the people that died in CT today. Tonight, when your home with your kids, or your brothers and sisters, or your dog even, tell them you love them. Kiss them goodnight, tell them how special they are. You can never say "i love you" enough. It will always mean something to someone, no matter how many times you say it. I love you guys. – Erin.