Title: Christmas Belongs To Us
Author: TwilightKitsune1-REBORN
Word Count: 530
Rating: T
Prompt: Too-hot Cocoa
Warning: AU, OOC-ness, pre-slash, drama, non-beta'd
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, places, etc. found from the Harry Potter universe, it is property of J.K. Rowling. Also I'm broke so please don't sue, all this is is a story for a bit of fun, not profit :D
Author's Notes: ::dances:: I got a part three done and I'll admit I was kinda worried about getting this one done one time xD

Written for hd_seasons

Christmas Belongs To Us – Part Three

Draco felt as though he had somehow swallowed a handful of sand at some point while he had been asleep. Puckering his mouth a few times he opened his eyes to a room that decided to swim in his vision before righting itself. "The bloody hell did I drink?" he asked the ceiling as he ran his hand through his hair to make sure he hadn't found himself in pigtails again, as Pansy had so loved to do to him when he had passed out on her in the past. "Hairs good... Now mirror." Draco mumbled and felt his neck strain as he tried to move and decided to go with the less painful choice of leaning forward onto his desk. "Later."

He knew he only had himself to blame for sleeping in his chair, or rather, for passing out in his chair. As he felt his spin realigning itself he tried to do the same with his memory. 'So I got home and went to the Firewhisky... Obvious enough.' he chided himself. 'Now after that there was drinking... and walking... and more drinking... And dear god did I agree to help Potter!' Draco shot up from the set and looked at the fireplace and saw the only evidence that proved his memory right; the glass from yesterday still spilled out over the floor.

Draco now regretted even opening that blasted bottle of Firewhisky as he softly beat his throbbing head against his desk.

X*x*X*x*X*x*X

He had put off the shopping trip for as long as he could; now Draco found himself sitting at some table in some shopping area waiting for Potter show up... Draco felt his annoyance starting to build as he looked at his watch for the twelfth time since he sat. As he sighed and lifted his hand again to check the time Draco heard his name being called, "Draco! Hey Draco!"

"Bloody hell Potter, is it really that difficult for you to show up when you... set... the time?" Draco trailed off as Harry smiled at him and held out a drink.

"Sorry they had a line."

Draco raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"Hot chocolate?... Don't tell me you don't like cocoa Draco, that's inhuman." Harry laughed and opened the top of his lid as Draco took the offered cup.

Draco could only look at the drink in his hand. "But why did you?"

Harry paused. "Why?"

"It's not like we're friends Potter."

"... I want to try to put the past behind me Draco. It's not like you're a bad person or anything." Harry laughed and as he was about to take a drink finishing with, "Besides I think you're the only person who actually gets mad at me other than Ron and Hermione; it's refreshing."

For a moment Draco smiled, actually smiled at the drink in his hand... Then the moment was ruined as scolding hot cocoa was spilled everywhere and Harry was screaming and yelling his apologies. "Damnit Potter!"

"I'm sorry!" Harry yelled and reached for Draco who was whipping at the burning liquid.

"Never again am I doing this!" Draco said and then pulled out his wand and Apparated away.

To Be Continued...