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CHAPTER TWELVE: Christmas

Christmas morning was spectacular. The sky was clear of any clouds, and the snow on the grounds sparkled with the sunlight, like millions of tiny diamonds. Evangeline sat on the window seat staring at the view with silent awe. The members of the house were not up yet, so it was silent. There was something ethereal about moments like this. The silence, the beauty, Evangeline couldn't help but admire it. It was something that reminded her of her mother. Christmas had been her absolute favorite, according to her brothers.

She kind of envied Draco because he had parents. A mother to be exact. What she would give to have a mother. A day would be amazing, just a day with her mother. But that couldn't happen. Her mother was dead, buried in the family plot. No doubt her father would be going to her mothers grave to lay a rose on it, wishing her a merry Christmas. It was kind of sad that she wouldn't get to visit, not today. She sighed, and then stopped. She'd been sighing a lot lately.

Maybe she missed her friends, or what friends she did have. Harry was most likely going to strangle her when she got back. And then Ron was going to dance around her grave singing the 'wicked witch is dead'. She paused, shook her head and laughed at her imagination. No, they wouldn't do that. But she still needed to talk to Harry.

"Happy Christmas," a voice said from behind her. Evangeline jumped and turned. Draco stood in her room, already dressed and groomed. During her musings she had not noticed him enter.

"Merry Christmas," she replied happily. Draco laughed and shook his head.

"American and British variations of the saying cease to amaze me," he said with a grin. Evangeline smirked at him.

"You only like it because I'm foreign, a hot foreign girlfriend."

"Perhaps," he said with a smile. "Come downstairs, I think Santa paid a visit." Evangeline feigned mock distress.

"How? You have been a bad boy! I think he left you coal," she teased. Draco's face darkened a little.

"Yes, no treats for Death Eaters," he said darkly. Evangeline shut her eyes.

"That's not what I meant, but-"

"It's alright, I don't mind. It's not like you don't know and I'd prefer it if you didn't act like you don't know," he said shushing her. Evangeline looked guiltily at him, but he only dragged her out the door and down the stairs. His face widening with a grin as she gasped at the sight before her. The living room was covered in tinsel, pine needles and the ceiling was slowly snowing like it did in the great hall at Hogwarts. The Christmas tree twinkled, under it was a plethora of presents.

"Oh! It's amazing!" she breathed. Draco smiled.

"I thought you might like it, took awhile to figure out the spells to get all this but I did it."

"Are you gloating over your ability to do awesome magic?" she gasped with a laugh. Draco shrugged and pushed her down on the sofa before shoving a box into her hands. The paper gleamed, silver and green of course. She opened it with a laugh and gasped as she pulled out a necklace. It hung on a silver chain, an oval locket hanging on it. Filigree patterns shone brightly on the front, and upon opening it she found a picture of Draco and her embracing. She blushed, slightly embarrassed. "Oh, Thank you! It's beautiful," she told him after she recovered.

"I thought you might like it," he mumbled. Evangeline handed him her gift, which he took with an amused look. He opened it slowly, making Evangeline more nervous the longer it took. Finally she growled.

"It's not a piece of art! It won't bite."

"Leave me be, I like to savor the moment- wow," Draco said. He held up a brooch, looking at it with awe. Evangeline ducked her head sheepishly, a faint blush staining her cheeks. It was a coiled serpent, with emerald eyes baring its fangs. "This is nice."

"I wasn't sure it would be to your liking. Well, I bought it before we got together," she blushed. "I know it's sorta cliche, but at the time. . . well, I didn't have the opportunity to go buy anything else . . ." Draco smiled at her, enveloping her in a hug.

"Its wonderful, stop worrying," he said into her hair. Evangeline couldn't help but blush. Before anything else could happen the sound of small feet reached them. Followed by a little girl with tosseled hair and an excited grin. She jumped into Draco's lap, causing him to flinch and Evangeline to stifle a laugh. She bounced happily, making Draco groan.

"Santa! Santa! Did he leave me any presents?" she squealed. Draco lifted her off his lap and onto the couch. "Where? Where my presents?"

"Verity, look under the tree, it's the blue box," Evangeline told the little girl. Verity giggled and leaped off the couch, flying to the said present. Draco chuckled. "You'd think this was her first Christmas," she murmured. Draco looked sideways at her, his look grim. "It is?"

"Verity, has spent most of her time in her room. Her first Christmas was not a great event. Aunt Bellatrix doesn't like Verity to be known, she didn't like you finding out," Draco explained. Evangeline frowned.

"So she is to be kept a secret?" she said. Draco nodded, which further made Evangeline confused. "But why? She's only two, right? What harm can she do?"

"Just don't go talking about Verity openly," Draco warned. "Especially to your Gryffindork- sorry, Gryffindor friends. It would not go over well. Good morning Aunt Bellatrix!" Draco finished putting a cheery face. Bellatrix walked into the room, looking tired yet fully dressed. Her gaze flickered over to them, narrowing at the sight of Evangeline. She then looked over at Verity, who was admiring her Christmas gift from Santa eagerly. Her gaze softened at the sight of the little girl, and Evangeline realized that maybe the reason for Bellatrix's unwillingness to make Verity known in the wizarding world was to protect her.

So if that was true, which side was right?


O.o Looks like Ev is having an identity crisis. Oh, no's! Thats all I got for now. I'm all out of steam. Love you all, hope you love my story. 'Cause I really do.

~CHAO