SIXTH DAY
On the sixth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
It was lunch time on the 30th December and Hermione, Blaise and Draco were walking down to Hogsmede. Hermione and Blaise were snuggled up and Draco looked like a third wheel and to be honest he felt like one too.
"Guys can you two, like separate yourselves a little I'm feeling like a third wheel," Draco begged.
"Sorry mate its cold and I want to keep my girlfriend warm," Blaise joked.
"Well I'm off then," Draco sighed, "I'll see you back at school later."
"Bye Drake," Hermione called.
Blaise placed his hand under Hermione's chin and pulled her face toward his planting a magical kiss on her lips. After a few minutes Blaise pulled away and smiled at Hermione.
"Come along Princess, we have to get your present."
"Another one, Blaise you shouldn't be spending so much money on me," Hermione complained.
"Why not you're my amazing, beautiful, cute, edible girlfriend?" Blaise purred.
"Edible?" Hermione questioned.
"Yes, you look so delicious that I can't help myself from wanting to nibble on your soft skin," Blaise purred.
"Maybe if you're a good boy I'll let you later," Hermione teased.
"Well, then I'll be extra good," Blaise smirked.
"And if you're a bad boy then I will have to punish you," Hermione purred.
Blaise let out a little moan, "eerr I think we should go get your present now Hermione."
Blaise led Hermione to a little book store, and took her inside.
"I'd like to pick up my reserved copy of Six Laying Geese poem book," Blaise said to the man behind the counter.
"Omg, which the new set of poems by my favourite poet," Hermione squealed.
"Well, I never," Blaise smirked.
