Deck the Halls with Bells of Envy
It was fast approaching another Hogwarts Christmas. However, surprisingly most of the sixth years had remained behind at the school. There had infact been more than a few scandalous rumours around the school of all sorts happening. No body wanted to miss anything.
At the head of these rumours was Draco who had recently begun a relationship with Pansy who seemed even squeakier than usual due to this. Most people couldn't care less apart from a certain green eyed Gryffindor. Harry, who was staying at school over Christmas as usual, was almost annoyed at all the extra company around the school, he preferred it when all was empty and he could wander about the school and fly on the quidditch pitch as often as he liked without disturbance.
But what annoyed Harry most was this new relationship between Malfoy and Pansy, he didn't entirely know why but whenever he saw Pansy cuddled up to him in front of a fire or with her arms wrapped around his neck, Harry had the urge to jab her eyes out with his wand. Yet no matter how much he tried ignore it the irrational feeling kept creeping up.
At dinner in the great hall he was sitting next to Hermione, he spotted the blonde over at the Slytherin table sitting next to none other than dear old Pansy. He felt a fire burning inside of him, his hands clenched tightly into fists. Hermione looked up and patted Harry on the back. He had told her about this and she didn't know what to say or feel, she had her suspicions but couldn't bear to talk to him in fear he may shout her down.
Later Harry decided to fly his rage off, so in the middle of the night he sneaked out of his half empty dorm and down to the fields where he was surprised to find a shape already darting over the pitch. The figure stopped directly in front of the moon and looked down.
"Well well well, who do we have here?" came an all too familiar voice.
"Malfoy! What the fuck are you doing here?" Barked Harry
"It would be far too easy for me to ask you the same bloody question Potter, now hold your tongue." Sneered the silhouetted figure.
Draco then swooped down and landed a foot or two from Harry. He couldn't help but notice the way the light glinted off his emerald eyes, it was beautiful. A gentle night breeze rustled the unmown grass which would soon be covered in snow. The two boys stood there silently before the Slytherin began back towards the school past the other boy.
"See ya round Potter" spat Draco.
"Wait…." Harry said quietly
Although he had no need Draco instantly stopped and turned his head slightly.
"What do you see in Pansy" Harry asked.
"What does it have to do with you?" Draco replied
"I just think you could…" Harry mumbled
"Could… what?" Draco gently asked.
"You could do better than her" Harry admitted before turning on the spotting and stopping just not even an inch from Draco.
"You could do much better than her".
Draco felt himself blush heavily and gulped.
"Wha… what do you mean" he inquired as he felt his eyes widen and his mouth drop ever so slightly. He desperately tried to get control of himself but he was hypnotised by Potters eyes.
Harry leaned forwards and rested his forehead against Draco's.
"FUCK OFF POTTER!" Draco screamed before pushing the other boy away and running towards the school as fast as he could. Thoughts were darting through his mind. What had Harry been doing? Why hadn't he stopped it sooner? Why did he want to go back?
As Harry fell to the grass he swore at himself. He readjusted his glasses and stood back up. He had completely lost control of himself but knew what this meant. He couldn't believe it himself but knew it was true. Harry had fallen for Draco Malfoy.
Of all the people why did it have to be that guy! Harry had already figured he did have an interest in men rather than women but never knew it would already effect him. He thought he could at least wait until he finished Hogwarts before he concentrated on any issues such as love.
The next day Draco woke up and for a second he just stretched and relaxed before all of last night came flooding back. He went to the common room to see Pansy squeaking as usual. He remembered Potter's words last night and began to think why he had been going with Pansy. He couldn't think of any reason other than it was better to be with someone than no one at all. He decided he had had enough. He walked straight up behind Pansy and tapped her on the shoulder.
As Pansy whipped around she squealed and leapt at him.
"Oh Drakey Wakey!!!!"
"I told you not to call me that" Draco sneered.
"OOOOH!!! Someone sounds grumpy!!! Well let's just sort that out! How about a huggy wuggy for little Drakey!" she teased
"NO! Dammit enough you crazy bitch!!!" he shouted at her, a strand of his greased hair hanging just over his firm grey eyes.
There was silence. Pansy just stared at Draco, as everyone else did. They all knew Draco was constantly annoyed by Pansy but never expected him to have such an outburst. Pansy then began sobbing slightly before bursting into tears.
"I don't want anything more to do with you!" Draco added before storming out.
At dinner Harry was silent but noticed Pansy and a few of the other girls were absent from the Slytherin table, infact only Malfoy, Blaise and few year fours remained seated.
As Zabini left Malfoy the fourth years all chuckled and followed suit. Hermione asked if Harry wanted to go up to the common room he declined politely and remained at his table scooping up spoonfuls of cold soup and allowing it to dribble back into the bowl. Occasionally he dared a glimpse up at Malfoy a few times to find him doing the same, when this occurred they both flushed and looked away immediately.
Finally Harry realised it was only him and Draco remaining in the hall. He had long put his bowl away but had still remained at the table fiddling with his fingers and running them down the grain on the ornate table. He finally heard Malfoy's chair as it pulled out across the floor and was then tucked under. He glanced up to see Malfoy leaving the hall and quickly followed suit. He didn't know why he had waited but he wanted to talk to Malfoy.
As Draco walked up the stairs he heard Potter following him. At one of the landings he finally stopped and without turning said "Thanks for your advice Potter"
After awhile came "What advice?"
"You asked me what I saw in Pansy… I realised that I didn't see anything, so I ended it with her" Malfoy said.
"Oh…"
Suddenly Draco felt a hand on his shoulder. He wheeled round and attempted to protest but then he was slammed against a wall and his arms were pinned either side of him. He looked infront of him to see Potter looking positively sexy. Draco had heard of his fathers escapades with men so had no objection to homosexual relations but with still rather puzzled as to why Potter was after him.
Suddenly all thought evaporated as Potters lips were pressed firmly into his. At first Draco didn't react but then began kissing back and opened his mouth to receive a wet tongue which massaged his own. Potter pulled back giving Malfoy a chance to breathe.
"What the fuck was that Potter" he gasped
"That's not what you should call me. What's my first name?" Harry hissed seductively right in Draco's ear "Call me by that and I'll give you what you want." Draco's groin ached for attention and he submitted without protest and whined Harry's name as his lust was quenched by Harry forcing his thigh between Draco's legs. Then the dark haired Gryffindor planted soft kisses up Draco's neck and behind his ear.
Draco whined and his hips bucked. He was flushed bright red as Harry's hands ran through his slicked hair.
Suddenly Harry stopped and completely let go. Draco moved forwards longingly but Harry just moved away from him.
"Next time Draco. Don't grease your hair"
Draco wanted to protest but Harry simply walked off. As Harry retreated he pictured the grey eyed blonde wincing in sheer ecstasy. He smirked and muttered to himself.
"The seduction of Draco Malfoy. It's going to be a fun Christmas"
The next morning at breakfast he saw on the Slytherin a certain blonde haired boy staring at him far too blatantly with his normally slick hair lacking in this department now.
Harry chuckled. "A very fun Christmas"
