Author's Note: Hello! Awful person here! I'm sorry the chapters late but it got to Saturday and I hadn't finished it. Just to let you know I won't be posting the next chapter until after Christmas, I will still be replying to messages and reviews. So I'll see you all then and MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Chapter Seven: Christmas

Phil returned after a couple of weeks and told Draco to leave the photo situation to him. A different sort of situation occupied Draco's mind now - Christmas. It wasn't too long away and he had no idea what to get Phil. Although he had decided on trying to enchant something or give him something magical. He had thought of taking a photo of them together but he needed to find a charm to prevent anyone else but Phil seeing the photo move. Otherwise questions might be asked which they would not be able to answer. He also had the idea to charm something of Phil's or buy and charm something Phil needed, he just didn't know what or what charms he could do. Draco's university courses had been going well and he ended up being the best in both classes, this trend continued with his online courses as well. His self defence classes were going equally as well and had earned himself a bit of a reputation with the other agents training people or being trained. Phil and Draco had put up the Christmas decorations in the apartment and Phil seemed to be more excited about it than Draco.

"I love Christmas." Phil had answered when Draco asked why he was so excited.

"Obviously." Draco said with a roll of his eyes. "But why?" He pressed.

"Normally it's a time of peace and most people are happy at Christmas." Explained Phil. "What's not to like?" Draco shrugged. It wasn't that he didn't like Christmas it's just that he was missing his home, even if his parents had disowned him like he thought, although his father had always made it hard to enjoy as he was constantly worried about what other people thought. It took the fun out of Christmas slightly so Draco didn't really get excited.
"What you don't like Christmas?" Phil inquired dragging Draco from his memories.

"No I do like it. It's just..." Draco hesitated for a moment and Phil raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "It was just hard to enjoy when you have a father like mine." Draco finished not looking Phil in the eye for he didn't want to see the pity that was filling them. One of the things that his father had taught him from an early age was that to be pitied by others was shameful and would disgrace him. They stayed silent for what seemed like an hour but was really only a few minutes.

"What was your dad like?" Phil asked gently. Draco looked up in surprise. This was the first time that Phil had ever asked Draco about his family.

"Uh... well he was - I mean is strict. Very proud as well..." Draco started. It was hard to describe Lucius Malfoy without making him sound like a complete control-freak who was also quite horrible. However horrible he was still Draco's father- even if he had disowned Draco. Phil watched as the teen struggled to describe his own dad. It concerned him that Draco struggled so much to describe his dad.

"What about your mother?" Phil asked even more gently while trying to change the subject.

"She is strict as well. Not as strict as my father though." Draco smiled slightly. "They both believed in the same thing and..." His smile faltered. They probably don't want anything to do with me now. He thought sadly. Phil noticed and tried to change the subject as well.

"Where did you learn your magic? Hogthorth or something?" He asked. Draco's smile returned as he shook his head.

"Hogwarts." He laughed.

"Well? What was it like?" Phil pressed. So Draco described the magnificent stone castle with its tall towers nestled in the mountains in Scotland. He described the beautiful great lake with the gentle giant squid living in it. He explained the different lessons like transfiguration and charms, he even joked about divination and history of magic. Soon enough Draco's smile had returned as he talked about his school. Phil took in every word, fascinated by all the different lessons and the different uses of magic. It was nice to hear Draco talk about something he loved, Phil could see it in his eyes. It was clear that this school was important to him with the way he eyes lit up as he explained everything to Phil. That evening was spent trading stories about their school experiences - each sounding more interesting to the other. When Draco went to sleep that night he dreamt of the stone castle under a blanket of snow tucked away in the mountains with Christmas trees in the Great Hall.

The next morning he woke to the smell of pancakes. He got showered and dressed and headed to the kitchen. When he entered he found Phil whistling to the song on the radio, dancing slightly, making pancakes. Draco had to bite his tongue to prevent himself laughing.

"Morning Uncle Phil." Draco stopped in his tracks. The words had escaped his lips before he realised what he had said. Phil had stopped too.

"Morning Draco." He smiled trying to make the teen feel comfortable again as he watched Draco's cheeks go red. They stood completely still for a minute when Phil remembered he was cooking pancakes. "Oh shit!" He said as he spun around to take the pancake out of the pan. Draco couldn't hold back his laughter this time, Phil was holding a pancake that was completely black on one side with a sheepish grin on his face and in a moment the awkward tension had evaporated. They ate their breakfast, cleaned up and Draco went back into his room to find his camera. He walked back into the lounge about five minutes later to find Phil watching TV. Phil looked up when he heard Draco enter and gave him a quizzical look.

"What's that?" He asked nodding towards the camera in Draco's hand.

"Uh... my wizard camera." Draco answered.

"How's it different to normal cameras?"

"The pictures you take with it move." Draco explained.

"Like GIFs?" Draco had no idea what a GIF was. It took a while for Phil to explain what the different formats were to Draco and the difference between them.

"I... uh thought we could take a picture..." Draco mumbled looking down at the floor. He could feel his cheek going pinker with every second that passed.

"Sure. I wanna see a real physical GIF." Phil smiled. Phil suggested taking in front of the Christmas tree so Draco made the camera hover in place facing the tree and went to stand with Phil.

"Ready?" He asked and Phil nodded. He cast a spell to make the camera take the photo and a few seconds later they were looking at a photo of them smiling, Draco also waved, in front of a tall Christmas tree with dancing lights. Phil jaw more or less hit the floor and Draco laughed. Phil handed the photo back to Draco and returned to his TV programme still a little shocked and confused by the photo. Draco returned to his room and climbed inside his trunk once more. Seeing as it was a Saturday and he didn't have anywhere to be he headed to his library to attempt to find a charm to put on the photo. Draco spent all day locked away in his trunk, Phil had tried to call him for lunch but seeing as he can't open the trunk Draco ended missing lunch. He emerged again just after Phil had finished his dinner having found and cast a couple of charms on the photo. He hadn't managed to find one that stop the picture moving but he found one that tricked the unwanted viewer into thinking that they had imagined it moving and one that distracted the unwanted viewer from looking at it. He was almost certain that the two spells together would be enough, all that was left now was for him to find a frame and wrap it ready for Christmas. Draco hadn't realised how long he had been working for so was surprised to find Phil cleaning up his dinner things.

"What time is it?" Draco asked feeling a little disorientated.

"I think I remember giving you a watch, on your first night here I believe. You know the one that S.H.I.E.L.D can contact you through?" Phil said and Draco just rolled his eyes in response. He looked down at the watch the electronic display blaring up at him, telling him it had gone seven.

"What were you doing anyway?" Phil asked as he put a plate of food in the microwave to warm up for Draco.

"Practising" Draco lied. He could tell that Phil didn't believe him entirely and could see Phil was going to ask more questions.

"Uh... so what's for dinner?" He asked quickly determined to change the subject.

"Fish pie." Phil answered giving Draco a suspicious look. The microwave beeped at them, Draco retrieved his dinner from it and sat down to eat. Phil watched him for a moment longer before shaking his head and heading into the lounge. Draco finished up his dinner, tidied away his things and went to join Phil. He found Phil with the TV on and something Draco didn't recognise.

"What you watching?" Draco said sitting down on the sofa.

"The A-Team" Phil answered looking over to Draco briefly before returning his focus to the TV. Draco had no idea what was happening on the screen, there was a fully grown man hanging from the propellers of a helicopter singing 'you spin me right round baby, right round'. Eventually it ended and Draco was none the wiser to what he had just watched and soon found out that Phil was quite happy to explain as well as finding out it was one of Phil's favourite films in the process. It was very late in the evening when Phil had stopped talking about The A-Team and ended up talking about Christmas. It was interesting for Draco to find out how the muggles celebrated Christmas and the different ways it is celebrated. He found out that it wasn't that different compared to how the wizarding world celebrated it. Phil asked Draco about how Christmas was celebrated in the wizarding world and was just as shocked as Draco to find out it wasn't very different, until Draco mentioned the Yule Ball from his fourth year at Hogwarts. This resulted in Draco having to explain the Tri-Wizard Tournament and the Yule Ball, although he left out the Death Eater teacher, the dead student and Voldemort. It wasn't like those parts were particularly important, well not to Phil anyway, by the time they had finished talking the sun was almost up and Sunday had started. Both Draco and Phil headed to bed and slept through most of Sunday.

As the days past and Christmas edged closer Phil became more and more cheerful to the point where Draco was finding him a little annoying. It was nice, however, for Phil to be home most of the time seeing how long he had been spending away for work recently. It was also nice for Phil because he was learning more about Draco, like the fact that he can play the guitar and enjoys sketching. Phil had started to teach Draco how to make some of his favourite meals, while Draco taught Phil how to make some of the meals his mother had taught him. This meant that dinner time was becoming more and more interesting with a mixture of one of Phil's recipes and one of Draco's. Soon enough Christmas day had arrived and Draco was up before Phil. When the latter finally awoke and wandered into the kitchen he found Draco seated at the kitchen table with a plate of waffles in front of him and another plate waiting for Phil. They ate their breakfast, cleaned up and headed into the lounge. When they were both seated in their usual place Draco pulled Phil's present out from behind a pillow where he hid it that morning. He had wrapped it in an emerald green paper that had silver snowflakes on it and he had added a silver bow to the top.

"Merry Christmas Uncle Phil" Draco said as he handed the gift over. Phil took it, looking a little shocked, and unwrapped it carefully. Inside he found a black box which held a moving photo in a frame with a thin silver border. He watched himself smiling and Draco giving him a small wave in the photo for a while.

"Thank you." He said gratefully to the teen who looked a bit relieved to see that he liked it, which he did and he liked it a lot. "Merry Christmas Draco" He smiled at the teen as he handed a tall oddly shaped box to him. Draco looked at it, Phil had wrapped it in red paper that had 'Merry Christmas!' written on it in a cursive font. He unwrapped it just as carefully as Phil had to find a brown cardboard box inside. When he opened it his jaw had more or less hit the floor. Inside was a violin that was made out of a dark wood that had been polished to make it darker, it had a swirling pattern carved into one corner of it that went under the strings diagonally and ended at the over side the pattern had also been painted silver. "Sorry there's no case for it but I don't think I could have afforded one at the time." Draco just nodded as he stared down at the instrument, it was truly beautiful.

"Thank you." He whispered softly still staring down at the instrument. He had completely forgotten that he mentioned to Phil about taking up the violin. Now he looked at the instrument he started to question whether it really was similar to a guitar or if he had been wrong and it was completely different. For the rest of the day Phil and Draco watched TV shows and many different films as well as stuffing their faces with a variety of junk food. Phil helped Draco find videos online that he could learn the violin from and Draco explained the charms that he put on the photograph. That night he went to sleep with a stomach full of junk food and a head full of excitement.