Drabble 2: One Reason Why Theodore Nott Hates Santa

"Hermione, whose Santa?" Harry asked, coming to sit on the blue carpet in front of the clever witch by the fire.

"Well, Harry, Santa is a jolly old man who gives good little kids Christmas presents and gives the bad ones coal. That's why in the muggle world, kids are warned by their parents to be good little tykes less they wake up that morning disappointed because they got lumps of cold." She informed. Harry nodded, tilting his head in thought and turning once a scoff was heard across the room.

"Really, Potty?" Draco sneered. "You don't even know who Santa Claus is?"

Harry looked down, shaking his head and frowning. Hermione, however, was offended on Harry's behalf and got up from her comfy arm chair to slap Draco in the head.

"Shut up!" She hissed, while Draco nursed his aching head. "Have you forgotten that Harry didn't spend his life in comfort like you did?!"

Draco at least had the decency to look ashamed and mumbled 'sorry' under his breath. He hadn't really meant it to be mean, he was just trying to interact with Harry as they usually did; their banter that usually held an undertone of affection and care.

Harry shook his head, smiling softly at the blonde, and Draco couldn't help but smile back. Going back to sit in her chair, Hermione was not expecting Theodore to suddenly walk out of the bedroom and into the living room, a sneer on his face while he made his way to Harry.

The dark brown haired teen sat right behind the green eyed boy and pulled him into his lap, hiding his face in the boy's pale neck.

"Theo?" Hermione questioned silently. Said boy looked up, his sneer deepening.

"The main reason Santa is so jolly," he began. "Is because he knows where all the bad girls live."

A shocked laugh ripped itself out of Hermione's throat as she looked at the fuming teen.

"Aw, have you had a little altercation with Santa?" Hermione asked, her eyebrows raising in amusement.

"Tch, the old man dared to bypass my home! Daphne, my beloved sister who I really, really love, got an Xbox 360 while I got coal. She's the baddest chick I know! How did she get a present but I didn't?" The teen scowled.

Feeling the teen's pain, Harry leaned back until his head rested lightly on Theodore's broad shoulder and kissed his collarbone.

Meanwhile Hermione couldn't stop the chuckle that ripped itself out her throat even if she tried. "You, Mr. I'm the best person to have ever been born, are jealous because a jolly old man who I quote "is only jolly because he knows where all the bad girls live" missed you for your smoking hot best friend?"

Theo frowned, a blush rising upon his cheeks, but didn't comment.

"This is priceless!" Hermione gushed, allowing herself to slump in her seat.

"Hey!" Theo suddenly voiced. "Did you just call my sister smoking hot?"

Hermione stayed quiet, her cheeks erupting in a deep blush.

"Aw, you so have a crush on Daphne!" He cooed, bringing his head up from Harry's neck and smirking smugly at Hermione.

Hermione blushed, trying to speak past the lump in her throat. Harry's stomach, however, chose that moment to grumble and Hermione took that as her cue as she bolted from her spot on the arm chair to the kitchen.

"Well, Harry's hungry, so let's eat!"

Behind her, laughing could only be heard.

Written for:

Christmas Collection Comp.: Prompt: "The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live."

Ultimate Battle Comp: Matching Accessory Set: Word Count: 634

Fairytales Classroom Assignment 1: Minor Character: Theodore Nott. Prompts: Blue and Care.