b Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter, Zilch, None, Zero, Not-A-Thing. So, naturally, I made a fanfic!! Enjoy:P /b

Dear Santa,

I want to have these things please:

1. A Firebolt

2. Scratch #1, I want an Instant Sleeky Hair Potion

3. No, Scratch all of the above - I want Harry Potter to be my boyfriend. Not kidding. I've liked him since I first set eyes on his beautiful face. Please. Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?

Please?

Draco Malfoy

HPDMHPDM

"Malfoy."

"Potter."

"Come over here please."

"Why?"

"Because I want you to."

"Fine."

"Now, Malfoy, I got a very interesting letter this morning at breakfast."

"Did you now? Can I go now?"

"No."

"Why, Potter?"

"Because."

"Because..."

"Fine. I'll show you the letter."

"..."

"..."

"...That's my letter to Santa! How come you've got it?!"

"Dunno. Lucky I did though."

"Lucky?! This is the most humiliating thing in my whole entire li-"

"You got want you wanted for Christmas, Draco."

"What?"

"Me."

"But, I never ask-"

"Draco, will you go out with me?"

"Y-yeah, okay, sure."

"..."

"..."

"Look, mistletoe!"

"Where?"

"Right above us..."

"Oh."

"Merry Christmas, Draco."

"Merry Christmas, Harry."

b THE END!!! Please review!! I don't write storied every day (Not my type of thing), so reviewwwwww:P /b