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
