Christmas With Draco

By Skye Rocket

Disclaimer: Does it look like I, a pathetic little teenage with nothing better to do than to goof around on a computer, own the sacred piece of literature that is Harry Potter? I didn't think so.

A/N: Okay then, I have no idea why Draco is spending Christmas with me. Do you? Okay then, I'll take that as a no. Moving right along...

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Draco sighed as he sat, slumped back in a blue folding chair, staring at Skye, who was digging in a box marked "Clothes and Crap," in Skye's careless handwriting, obviously scrawled when the teen was in one of her "rebellious" moods.

"Um, Skye, why exactly are we up here, freezing so you can rummage through a box?" he drawled slowly. Skye obviously sighed.

"Draco, I told you! We need to find you an outfit for Christmas. Do understand now?" Skye said angrily. Draco nodded as the girl finally found what she was looking for.

"Ah-ha! I'm so proud of myself!" Skye exclaimed happily, holding up the most hideous outfit the young wizard had ever laid eyes upon. It was a t-shirt with a picture of a shouting, red and yellow gorilla face with the words "Pittsburgh State" written on it in the same set of colors, a green turtleneck shirt and a pair of faded jeans with grass stains on the knees.

"What? You expect me to wear those? And why do you have them anyway?" Draco asked, aghast at the sight of the strange Muggle outfit. Skye laughed.

"They used to be mine, Draco! Didn't my mom show you pictures? I always dressed like a guy!" Skye said with a laugh. "So go try them on." The young Malfoy scowled wickedly but trudged down the attic stairs, leaving Skye in the room by herself as she re-packed her box. In a few moments, Draco had returned, wearing his new clothes of choice, or maybe not.

"Do I look stupid or what?" he asked crossly. Skye beamed.

"No way!" She crossed the room to get a closer look at the magic boy's outfit. "Veeery nice! Let's go downstairs, Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer is on again tonight," she said. After Draco had changed back into his traditional robes, Skye settled into a large blue armchair and Draco stretched out onto the flowered upholstery of the sofa.

But ever since Draco had witnessed the musical featuring a singing mammal and an angst-y elf with Skye, the theme song had forced its way into the young wizard's mind, and he sang it to himself occasionally, most times not even realizing it. Now, his female companion stared at him with her disturbingly lopsided grin as he softly sang along with the animated snowman who graced the television set.

The song ended and the pale-haired boy smiled peacefully. And then a small deer-like critter appeared, with a red colored nose, and began to speak in a nasally voice. Draco and Skye burst into laughter for no reasonable reason (cool, huh?). Skye stood up, wiping a tear from her eye, the result of the ludicrous, yet strangely hilarious laughter, and skipped off to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Draco watched as the young animal was ridiculed and tormented by his fellow peers. He hated himself for it, but a tear of sympathy trickled out of the corner of his left eye, and he slightly sniffled, watching the poor little deer being punished for his unusual shade of nose. He soon found himself sobbing quietly being drenched by a rain of sympathetic tears.

But he couldn't have started this at a worse time, he thought, seeing Skye walking back into the room with a tray covered in holiday sugar cookies and tall glasses containing milkshakes. She saw Draco sitting there, facing the TV, blubbering like a small child at the plight of the reindeer.

"Draco, darling friend, are you crying over Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer?" the adolescent questioned, flashing a devilishly sly smirk at the weeping fourteen year old. He looked at he tears that had dripped onto the couch, and then at Skye.

"No..." he said, trying to wipe the tears off of his flaming red cheeks, not realizing his eyes had become rather puffy and his nose greatly resembled that of the TV animal's. Skye shrugged and handed a glass with a chocolate milkshake in it. Draco sighed and sipped the chilly drink Skye constantly made to share with her parents and brother but ultimately ended up finishing it herself.

Skye chomped loudly on a cookie in the shape of a green holiday wreath. Draco became extraordinarily agitated at the sound of her lips smacking and her teeth chomping loudly. Finally, the young boy snapped.

"Argh! Stop it!" Draco shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Geez, sorry." Skye looked surprised at the wizard's unreasonable outburst. She stood up and headed for the stairs. "Come on, let's go for walk," she said. Draco shrugged and stood up.

The two stepped out into the frosty night air and were met with neon looking lights hanging off of houses. They walked around the block and arrived at home, just in time for the Grinch.

Skye returned with more milkshakes, and some French fries. The two munched quietly, just watching the evil Grinch stealing presents from the Who's.

DAYS 'TIL CHRISTMAS: NINE