A/N: Yes, here it is! Again, I am sorry that this has taken so long, but it took some time to perfect. So, without furtther ado, here is chapter, whatever it is. I really can't remember since I never write the chapter numbers, he. Have fun reading and reviewing! (hint, hint)

Christmas Miracles

The next morning, Draco woke to the sweet smell of Hermione. He opened his eyes and saw the sleeping girl laying in front of him. He smiled to himself and felt her stir. She turned over and faced him and smiled sleepily. Draco could tell that she was still half asleep.

'Morning angel. I didn't want to wake you. Did you sleep well?' He whispered. Hermione nodded sleepily and snuggled deeper into his loving embrace and tried to go back to sleep. Draco smiled at her tired form again and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. His lips lingered in the crown of her head.

'Merry Christmas baby.' He murmured. She looked up and kissed him gently on the lips, smiling slightly.

'Merry Christmas to you too. Baby.' She whispered. She looked over to Sierra and Ginny's bed to find Ginny asleep and Sierra nowhere to be seen.

'Where's Sierra? Did she stay downstairs with Harry?' She whispered. Draco gave a small shrug.

'I didn't hear them come up, but then again, I fell asleep soon after you did.' He said quietly. She started to talk again, but Draco put a finger to her lips to silence her and bent low again, taking her lips in a tender, loving, soft kiss. Hermione responded after coming out the initial shock of having him kiss her. Though, she was a little worried about her bad morning breath. She felt his soft tongue trail a line across her lips between his. She smiled into the kiss and opened her mouth slowly, making him want it even more. Draco entered her mouth slowly and they snogged softly for a while.

They stopped kissing when they heard Ginny stir and quickly got up and dressed. They made their way downstairs to eat breakfast. They met everyone downstairs and started to talk and eat. After many exchanges of 'Merry Christmas,' and Ginny came down, they went to sit under the Christmas Tree, and started to unwrap the presents. Everyone enjoyed opening their presents and finding out what they were.

Hermione opened hers from Draco and nearly burst into tears. It was a beautiful set of matching jewellery. The necklace had a ruby drop in the centre of a gold heart and the earrings where gold hearts with the same red ruby drop in the centre and the bracelet had a matching gold heart and drop. Hermione kissed him passionately before enveloping him in a massive hug and letting the tears flow down her cheeks.

'Do you like it?' Draco asked. Hermione was still smiling extremely brightly and looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

'Like it? I love it! I've never got anything like this before. This is the best present ever.' She answered. Draco smiled brightly and kissed her lightly. The rest of the morning was full of surprises, but the biggest was Sirius's.

At lunch, he stood up after everyone had finished and held his arms wide for silence.

'I would just like to say to Harry that I'm sorry he didn't get his present from me this morning when we were opening them all, but it can't get here until at least dinner tonight. So don't worry, it will come, just later. And I know that you will like it.' Sirius announced. Harry nodded and wondered what on earth his present could be if it was getting here later at night.

Everyone ate merrily, talked and made do with their Christmas presents that day. The Weasleys and Harry wore their jumpers with pride, even Draco got a green one with a silver D in the middle. Hermione smiled as he put it on with a sour face, but it was either put it on, on his own, or have Fred and George put it on him forcefully. He chose the first option and put it on himself. He found it was actually quite warm.

'You look cute.' Hermione had said while giggling. Draco had glared at her and grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in front of him so her back was to him and she covered most of the jumper from view. Hermione had laughed louder and turned around in his arms, kissing him lightly. He had pulled her in closer and kissed her again, and just as things had started to get heated, Ginny had tapped them on the shoulder and raised an eyebrow at them. Draco had grinned cheekily, while Hermione had let a light blush grace her cheeks.

Ron had received a package from Pansy via her owl and he quickly opened it to discover a rose with a picture of the two together that had a silver and gold picture frame. In the picture, Ron and Pansy would kiss softly before turning back to face the camera and wave. They had gotten Colin Creevey to take the picture on the last Hogsmeade weekend of the term. Ron had quickly wrapped up his present for her and sent it back with her owl with a note that said: Merry Christmas, sweetheart. The owl had gone quickly and Ron was left admiring her thoughtful gift to him.

Hermione had got a package from her mother and father as well. They had gotten her another book called Beauty and the Beast, a pair of pretty silver earrings, which Draco said were his favourite so far because of the colour, and a photo album for her to put all her pictures in to show her parents when she came home for the week at the end of the year.

As usual, Harry got his present from the Dursley's, which, this year, consisted of a pair of well worn socks, and, surprisingly, a watch, which actually worked and told the right time. Harry was still suspicious about it though, so he put it aside and continued to wear his old one for good measure.

Sierra had received a package from home as well, from her mother and father, and opened it with glee. Mrs. Weasley and Sierra's mother must have gotten along really well, because Sierra got a cotton jumper that she said her mother always made for her and a whole bunch of chocolates and lollies along with some meat pies. She was incredibly happy that her parents had thought the same as Draco's did, otherwise she would have been in big trouble with them, and if she ever got married to Harry, then she would want them at the wedding.

Draco had also received a present from home, but being a Malfoy and knowing that his father was bent on killing him, he let Sirius, Remus and Moody look over the package before he opened it. They found nothing out of the ordinary or cursed inside the package, but Draco still opened it carefully and made sure no one, especially Hermione was in the room when he did.

When he had opened the gift, he found the note on the inside and quickly picked it up to read it. The gift was from his mother and Lucius knew nothing about it. He had received the usual sweets and even got a male necklace that had a silver Dragon hanging from it in a very menacing position. Draco had always loved the gifts that his mother gave him, but now he didn't because if Lucius found out about his mother sending him them, she would surely be punished for her insolence.

Draco came out soon after he had opened it and checked through the present and shown everyone what he had being given. They all loved his gift and Draco had decided to give the necklace he had gotten from his mother to Hermione, who looked completely flabbergasted at being given one of his gifts, but he had a reason for giving it to her.

'Now, if anyone sees it, they will know that you belong to me, and nothing will stop that.' Draco had told her as he had put it around her neck. Hermione smiled and kissed him sweetly on the lips again before falling into his warm embrace. Draco knew that his decision would not be for nothing.

Now it was later that night and Harry was getting incredibly fidgety, and Sirius had noticed. He had smirked at the boy and given tiny hints to him all day that made absolutely no sense to poor Harry.

Right now, Sirius was looking at him with the biggest grin on his face and was deliberately eating slowly to set the boy off. The man was such an incredible tease when it came to stuff like this. Harry kept shooting him glares across the table and Sirius was soon in laughter from them, they obviously didn't affect him as much as Harry would have liked them to.

Once finished eating, Sirius had stood up slowly and held his arms up for silence even slower. Harry had immediately perked for attention and people had slowly quietened down.

'Now, this is the moment Harry has been waiting for all day, but first I have to check and see if it's ready, everyone continue talking until I return.' Sirius said and quietly but quickly left the table and went to the front door, where, if anyone actually saw him, they would have seen him talking to a man in a black cloak with a hood that was brought down over his head and talking quietly in return. They would have seen Sirius nod his head and let the man in.

The man followed Sirius through the door and down the hall to where the Kitchen was. Sirius held up a hand to the man, telling him to wait, then slipped through the door himself to get into the Kitchen.

When in the Kitchen, Sirius held his arms up for quiet.

'Now, Ladies and Gentleman, I hereby present, Harry Potter's Christmas Present!' Sirius called once his command was met. There was only one problem with the gift, it didn't come in. Sirius turned towards the door and repeated himself again. Still nothing happened. Harry raised an eyebrow at his Godfather and Sirius walked over to the door and stuck his head through.

'That was when you were supposed to come in!' They all heard him say annoyedly. They heard a voice talk back.

'Oh, sorry, I didn't know.' You could tell that all through the voice was dripping sarcasm. You could just tell that Sirius was glaring at the man for his obvious lack of seriousness in the situation. Sirius stuck his head back through the door and mimicked the man that was talking on the other side.

Harry looked over at Remus to see him looking at the door in suspicion. He recognized that voice, it was a voice that he never thought he would ever hear again. He was wondering how on earth it could possibly be that he was alive.

Sirius stood back up to the end of the table and again asked for silence.

'Okay, maybe it might work this time!' Sirius called over his shoulder and they all heard a snigger come from behind the door. 'Now, can everyone please welcome Harry's Christmas Present!' Sirius called, but this time, someone did come in, but the had a big black cloak over his body and a hood over his head so no one could see his face.

Sirius narrowed his eyes at the man who was making this incredibly hard. Harder than it should've been.

'You weren't supposed to come in with the cloak on, you idiot.' He said. Everyone could see the man in the cloak's body shake with light laughter, and hear it too. Moody was the first to draw his wand on the man.

'Are you sure you've made a good decision Sirius? You could have brought an intruder into our midst.' Moody said, keeping his wand trained on the man in front of him. Sirius roared in laughter.

'You'll certainly think so when and if he decides to take the damn cloak off, be the way, if you don't take it off now, I will tackle you and take it off for you.' Sirius directed to the stranger in the cloak. The man shook with laughter again and reached forward to withdraw his hood. Sirius sighed as he did it slowly.

'Hurry up, already!' Sirius said. Everyone was waiting with baited breath to see who was under that cloak. The man whipped off the cloak at his words and turned to face him.

'Fast enough for you?' He asked. Sirius nodded and looked at everyone's faces, they were of utter shock and surprise, the Weasley Twins had even fallen out of their chairs. Sirius searched for Harry's face, it was there, with tears slowly streaming down his cheeks. Sirius just knew that Sierra had his hand under the table and was slowly rubbing it.

'What does everyone think?' Sirius asked, trying to get some other emotion out of them but shock. The first thing that happened was that Remus had gotten out of his chair and made his way over to the man. He embraced him like a long-lost brother, and tears slowly made creeks on his skin. The man he was holding was laughing from pleasure at seeing his old friend again.

'You're supposed to be dead.' Harry finally spoke up, except his voice was croaked from tears. The man looked over to Harry and let go of Remus, tears came to his own eyes at the sight of his son, the one person that he never thought he would see again, apart from in those stupid newspaper articles that Skeeter wrote. She always did twist the truth.

He walked over to the boy and knelt down in front of him.

'I won't explain how I lived now, that story is for another time, when it isn't Christmas and we are all supposed to be happy, but I will tell you my boy, I will.' James said. He leaned up and took Harry in a huge hug, one that made them both sob. Hermione was crying pretty badly too. Draco was holding onto her as he was trying to take in what his eyes were seeing. James Potter was sitting in the kitchen of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, hugging his son like his life depended on it.

This man was supposed to be killed by Lord Voldemort himself, but somehow he survived, and he's only just come out of hiding now to come see his son. But, then again, he could've tried finding him, he could've gone to his wife's sister's house and looked for him there, and he might not have known about the whereabouts of the house he was now sitting in without Sirius and Dumbledore's help.

Draco took another look at the weeping Hermione and turned his attention back to the scene in front of him.

Moody hadn't been convinced that this was the real James Potter, because of his "supposed" death. They were now asking him all sorts of questions to do with his life. The only problem was, nearly everyone knew the life of James Potter.

'Now here's a question that will certainly catch you out, how did James ask Lily to marry him?' Moody asked. Sirius rolled his eyes at Moody's stupidness. The whole affair was publicised! Moody himself would have read the article! In fact, the whole of the room was groaning at Moody.

'Moody! The damn thing was well publicised! The whole of England knew about their marriage, how it happened and how James asked Lily to marry him!' Remus said with exasperation. They all agreed and Harry thought of a question that only his father would know.

'Do you have an animagus and if you do, what is it?' Harry asked. Sirius and James beamed at the boy and the others gave him appreciative looks; Moody's questions were getting annoying, at least this one would get them somewhere.

'That's easy, of course I'm an animagus and I'm stag. And just to add, I turned into one with Peter and Sirius so we could be with Remus during his transformations.' James explained. Harry raised an eyebrow at Moody.

'That is something only James Potter would know, no one but those four ever knew anything about Remus or them being what they are. Is that enough proof for you?' Harry asked him. Moody narrowed his eyes in suspicion, but slowly nodded his head to say that it was in fact enough proof for him, though, he did doubt it. Harry rolled his eyes at the man. James went up to his son and put his arms around his shoulders.

'That's my son. Did you ever get my old cloak?' James asked. At this, Harry grinned from ear to ear.

'Wait here.' Harry said. He rushed out of the room and James heard a couple of the girls in the room groan, and saw what looked like the youngest red-headed children grinning broadly after Harry. The blonde boy was rather confused though. That was, until Harry came rushing back down the stairs and into the Kitchen again.

They saw the door open and close and Sierra felt a hand on her arm, Hermione felt someone pull her hair, Ron felt someone kick his ass and Draco felt someone ruffle his hair.

Harry walked back over to his father and took the cloak off with a flourish. Hermione and Ron glared at him and Draco stared at him with a raised eyebrow, Sierra was just looking at him and smiling.

'Bastard.' Draco muttered. Harry heard him and started to laugh.

'Well, it looks like you have the cloak after all. Who gave it to you? Last I heard Dumbledore had it.' James said, looking down at his son.

'Dumbledore.' Harry said.

James nodded and looked into space. He then looked around the room at all the people looking at him. He turned back to his son.

'Who are all these people, the kids that don't have red hair look like I might have known their parents, but I don't know about the others.' He asked Harry. Harry laughed.

'The red heads are the Weasley's. That's Fred and George, Ron, Ginny, Percy, Bill, Charlie, Molly and Arthur. The girl with the frizzy brown hair is Hermione, she's muggleborn, you won't know her parents, and the blondes are Draco and Sierra Malfoy, they're cousins.' Harry explained. 'I'm guessing you know the Moody and Tonks.' He added. James nodded and looked the Malfoys over.

'Lucius' son?' He asked. Draco nodded with a sort of defiance.

'I always knew you were a nice guy, Sirius, but Malfoys? I thought you hated that side of your family.' James said. Sirius smiled at him.

'Draco's father is hunting him down because he fell head over heels for Hermione, who, you heard, is a muggleborn. Lucius is intent on getting the boy for what he did to the family name by it, so the Order took Draco and his cousin in. And Sierra is with us because she has a thing with Harry and could be used as an information source against our side.' Sirius told him. James nodded.

'Not that I'd give them any information on you anyway. They wouldn't be able to get it out of me.' Sierra said. Harry smiled gently at her. Sirius just laughed.

'They have their ways, Sierra, they have their ways. You wouldn't stand a chance.' Sirius told her. Sierra just glared defiantly. James turned to Draco.

'Who knew a Malfoy would turn side. Good old Lucius was always going on about the Dark Lord and missions and stuff like that, at the top of his voice too. We all just thought it was for Slytherin show. Obviously we were wrong then. Well done mate.' James praised. Draco gave him a small smiled and nodded his head in thanks.

Most of the Weasleys were still staring at James as if he had grown a pair of bat wings and had started attacking them. Mrs. Weasley came to first.

'Alright, my children, up to bed with you, you've had a big day and you still have a full two to three weeks ahead. You need your rest. Into bed, come on.' Mrs. Weasley shooed. Ron gave a look to Harry and so did Ginny.

'Can Ron and Ginny stay up with us Mrs. Weasley? Please?' Harry asked. Mrs. Weasley looked thoughtful for a second before she gave up.

'Fine, but don't stay up too late you two. I want to be able to get yo up in the morning.' She said, before leaving the room herself. Mr. Weasley followed soon after her, but not before he shook hands with James and said a quick goodnight to Sirius, Remus, Moody and Tonks.

'Are we allowed to stay?' Draco asked. James turned to the boy and smiled.

'Of course you can, all of you can, I'm not about to ship anyone off to bed. I want to know what's been going on for the past, what, I don't know how many years I've been in hiding. I've only been able to scam muggle newspapers to see if there has been anything unusual happening. Unfortunately there hasn't. So, what's been going on?' James asked, sitting on one of the chairs around the Kitchen table and rubbing his hands together. They all sat around him and started to tell tales of what has been happening at Hogwarts, in the Wizarding World and with old friends.

Harry, Ron and Hermione retold stories of what they had been doing for the last five years at Hogwarts and outside it. James was incredibly proud that his son was getting into mischief at school.

'You know, most parents aren't usually happy or proud or anything that their children are getting detentions nearly every week from the nearly every teacher in the school, getting into trouble in the Forbidden Forest, getting into duels in the middle of the night with someone who used to be an incredible foe, facing up against Lord Voldemort, Ron, stop it, and deliberately getting teachers annoyed at them.' Harry had pointed out. James had just laughed.

'I have got to be the proudest parent in the world at the moment just because you pissed off Severus. Though, by what you say, he isn't that hard to annoy. You went up against Voldemort 3 times? Including when you were 1?' James asked in amazement. Harry nodded.

'Yep, it was hard too.' Harry said. 'I had help most of the time though.' Harry nodded at Ron and Hermione. James smiled appreciatively at the two.

'Not many people would have been able to stay with Harry while going through that every year. Thank you for helping and staying with him.' James said. Hermione and Ron nodded.

'It was the least we could do. After Harry saved me from that Troll in first year, I owed him his life.' Hermione said.

'So when did you two come into the picture?' James asked Draco and Sierra.

'At the start of the year. We started talking in the coach. In the end we came to truce.' Draco said.

'Yeah, because you fell for Hermione.' Ron said. Draco glared at him.

'And you fell for Pansy Parkinson, and she's definitely worse.' Draco countered and everyone laughed.

'Are you talking about Gerard Parkinson's daughter?' James asked. Sirius nodded and James laughed even harder.

'I can remember him from school, biggest man-tart you could ever meet. Is his daughter the same?' He asked Draco, who nodded.

'Definitely. She lost her virginity in third year to Blaise Zabini, and hasn't stopped since.' He retold. Ron went bright red at what was in store for him, but was generally pleased on the inside. The others laughed at him.

'So you guys met Sirius in third year, as well as Remus.' James said. Harry nodded.

'Yeah, he bloody nearly ripped my leg off! He broke it at least. Then Dumbledore started patting it when it was in its cast when I was in the Hospital Wing. That really hurt.' Ron said, grabbing his leg and remembering the pain he went through.

'You're not the one that had to go up against those dementors with my memories, are you Ron?' Harry asked. Ron blushed and shook his head.

'It still hurt though.' He muttered.

'I said sorry about the leg, didn't I? I also remember saying that I was after the rat.' Sirius said.

'What did you want a rat for mate?' James asked.

'Don't you know about Pettigrew?' Remus asked. James shook his head in confusion.

'Peter was the one that sold you and Lily out to Voldemort.' Remus said quietly. James looked murderous.

'What?!' He yelled. Sirius and Remus tried calming him down, everyone helped.

'Calm down mate, he's in Azkaban now, I took him in myself. Don't worry about it, the bastards in prison.' Sirius said.

'Don't worry about it, he knows nothing of your survival and he would try and spend more time trying to avoid you than trying to find you again. The rat isn't that dumb. Though, he did side with Voldemort and he thought that we would never find him and punish him for what he did. We tracked him down in Harry's third year and caught him, but we were going to give him to the dementors in exchange for Sirius' life. Unfortunately, it has taken another two years to track him down again.' Remus said.

Calming James down took a bit of work, but they eventually managed to calm him down enough to talk to him without it getting out of control.

'Has there been anything normal about Hogwarts so far, or anything that you could call normal in that place?' He asked, with his head in his hands and his eyes closed. Harry thought for a moment.

'There has been a couple of normal moments, like staying up late in the common room talking, doing homework, classes, that type of thing, but other than that, it's been planning, getting into trouble, fighting Death Eaters and the like. We lead very interesting lives.' Harry concluded. James chuckled softly to himself before looking up at Harry and grasping his shoulders.

'I am so very proud of you. I don't think I have ever been so proud of anyone or anything in my entire life. I want you to remember that, always.' James said to him. Harry felt tears leave his eyes as he heard that. He had never felt so loved in his entire life other than hearing that from his very own father, the one man that he never thought he would ever see again.

'Thank you.' Harry said. 'That's all I ever wanted to hear.'

'I have got to be the proudest parent in the world at the moment just because you pissed off Severus. Though, by what you say, he isn't that hard to annoy. You went up against Voldemort 3 times? Including when you were 1?' James asked in amazement. Harry nodded.

'Every year apart from third; now I'm just waiting for what's to happen this year.' He answered. James winced visibly.

'I won't let anything bad happen to you. I've taken too long to find you again without everyone finding out about me, I promise that I won't let that stupid asshole near you.' James said with determination. Harry smiled up gratefully at his father and thanked him with his eyes. James smiled back and had their first father son moment. Hermione was so tempted to say, 'Awwww' at that moment; but she refrained because she thought it would ruin the moment. Draco took her hand under the table and rubbed it gently, added to the already tender moment.

'Imagine Snivellus' face when he sees you again for the first time in 14 years.' Sirius said, totally ruining the perfect moment. Hermione, Ginny and Sierra rolled their eyes and Draco chuckled at his cousins' lack of tact, Ron just laughed along with Sirius, Harry and James. James started laughing and Harry was already on the floor in laughter from imagining the look on his potion masters face.

'I saw we floo him and give him a heads up.' Harry said once he got up off the floor.

'Nah, I want to see the initial shock on his face, he'll suspect something if we tell him first. That isn't any fun anyway.' Sirius answered. Harry nodded, with an understanding smile.

The spoke for hours longer about how people would take the return of the famous James Potter and more about some of the better stuff that had happened within everywhere within the last 14 years. Some stories were very funny.

Only when Hermione had fallen asleep on Draco's shoulder, did James, Sirius and Remus think it was time for them to go up to bed.

Draco picked his beloved up and took her up to her bed and laid her down before returning to his room and getting ready for bed himself. When he got in there, he found Harry and Ron already asleep on their beds and snoring like chainsaws. He rolled his eyes and jumped into his own bed and fell asleep almost immediately, he was that tired.

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