A/N: I love Christmas, and for some reason, an idea popped into my mind about it. Maybe this will help those who are suffering in the heated weather of summer feel a bit cooler :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Oh, Draco... If only you were mine... :3


It was another argument like any other.

The other students loved it. The war was over, and all was peaceful outside of Hogwarts' gates, and this was really the only source of entertainment. They didn't really mind that the Head Boy and Girl couldn't get along (save for testing season). The two fought day and night, night and day, over simple matters and stupid matters. It was a bit ridiculous if you were to think of it

If the Headmistress thought that putting the two in a room could help with bettering Inter-House Unity, she was right. Everyone else had seemingly banished their fighting (save for a bit of healthy and friendly competition) to watch the two argue on a daily basis.

Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy still had heated arguments over the clash of Red and Green. One would think the two colours would just mend together like for Christmas, but alas, the Yule holidays were the last on the two young adults' minds. Instead, they decided to agree on absolutely nothing other than to argue.

"I told you, Malfoy, that there should be more RED, and to balance it out, there can be more SILVER!"

"Why not more GREEN, balanced out with more GOLD?"

"Because, Malfoy, I already told you that RED looks better for the Yule holidays!"

"That's complete subjective rubbish, Granger, and you know it!"

"Is NOT!"

"IS TOO!"

"IS NOT!"

The Head positions were certainly taken by extremely mature students, as all could see... or hear.

Their bickering started this time from the Great Hall. The first argument had begun when Hermione marched up to Malfoy, "Malfoy, we have to discuss the decorations for the Yule holidays."

Blaise Zabini, who was sitting next to Malfoy, moved over a smidgen for the Head Girl as a show of good sport, "You can sit here, Granger."

"Thank you, Zabini, but I would rather not. I know Malfoy, here, would use sitting at the Slytherin table as an advantage to getting what he wants."

"Well, I certainly am not going to the Gryffindors."

"Why, are you afraid you'd get scruffed up?"

"More afraid that I'll-"

Ever the peacemaker, Zabini interrupted his friend, "Why not go to the Ravenclaw table? They are known for giving wise, unbiased advise."

It was sort of amusing, the two Heads glared at one another, daring the other to argue against it. When neither said anything after a moment, the two simultaneously straightened up, and marched to the Ravenclaw table. Yes, marched, and in perfect harmony. The two would have made a fine sight for any army, really.

Minerva McGonagall looked up somberly from her seat, asking the rhetorical question: "Albus, whatever should I do with these two?"

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled from his portrait. As usual, he knew exactly how to fix this small problem. Mistletoe.


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