Christmas Cheer Can Kiss My Arse
Chapter 3: The Present
Shinko
Disclaimer: I don't think I even need to put this anymore…but, here it goes; I own nothing except for the Malfoy Family Rule Book, The list of things I hate and things I must annihilate, and I own the snitch alarm.
Before the Story A/N: I officially want to notify you all that I love you, and that this is the last chapter. Hope you like it.
Dedicated: The same person it's been dedicated to for the past two chapters.
At 11:50, Draco Malfoy heard his small snitch alarm take flight and flap around his head beeping annoyingly. The snitch's beeping bothered nobody else seeing as Draco Malfoy had silencing spells cast around his four-poster. Draco Malfoy liked his privacy; it made suitable brooding conditions. He broke into consciousness as most do when being forced by a loud beeping, violently. He kicked the covers off of himself and shot his hand straight up to catch the small, beeping ball. The snitch alarm had been a 'present' from his father, "Maybe your low quality Quidditch skills will improve if you are forced to catch the snitch to shut off the sound," is what Lucius had said as he handed it to Draco. Draco had grown accustomed to hearing the alarm, but had not grown to like it; he doubted he ever would. Over time Draco had certainly gotten better at catching the annoying, little ball, but Harry Potter still was always a bit better.
Draco rubbed the wings of the snitch and it's sound slowly wound down as it relaxed into the sensation Draco's hand was giving it. The snitch was like a cat being petted. It was sort of cute. After the snitch was taken care of he open his drapes and walked unsteadily to the trunk at the end of his bed. He picked out a robe that was thick and warm. Draco Malfoy did not like the cold at all. It was the curse of the skinny; the cold always sunk through to his bones, chilling his core. Draco had to make himself comfortable; it was in the Malfoy Family Rule Book™ under number 4, it stated that all Malfoys' must strive to make themselves comfortable at all times. Draco would never go against the rule book.
On Draco's way out he grabbed his wand, he didn't want to be caught off guard. He made his way out the common room and down many hallways. He passed many statues and many teachers patrolling the corridors. He brooded upon the letter and what Harry Potter might want with him at this ungodly hour.
When Draco finally reached the stairwell it was 12: 03. Fashionable late he thought. He looked around for Harry, it seemed a bit rude that he wasn't there when he himself had issued the time and place. He began to think back to his first year when he had challenged Harry to a duel and hadn't showed up, he had tricked Harry and had nearly gotten him caught. Draco wondered if perhaps Harry could be giving Draco a dose of his own medicine. It was at that moment when he felt something clamp down over his mouth, stopping his surprised cry and a body pressed firmly to his backside. Then he heard a voice next to his ear and felt warm breath on his neck; "You're late Malfoy." Draco Malfoy relaxed slightly realizing it was Harry, who had grabbed him, then stiffened because he couldn't see Harry. Harry released him and Draco turned staring blindly into the darkness. "Where are you?" He asked the darkness. Harry gave up his position and pulled the cloak from his body. Harry had been standing there the whole time, watching him. This scared Draco, he didn't like being spied upon. "I'm surprised you showed," Harry said to him. "I didn't think you'd show." Draco narrowed his eyes. "What did you want anyway?" Draco spat acidly. Harry stared at him for a moment in silent contemplation. "To give you your Christmas present Draco." Draco's jaw fell open. He was shocked; it was a double hit. First off Harry had said he wanted to give him a present, secondly, he had called Draco not Malfoy, but Draco. Would wonders never cease? If he had thought Harry was un-yinging the yang earlier now Harry was downright yanging the un-ying. Draco looked at Harry is disbelief. "I'll need you to close your eyes though." Harry told him. Draco glared warily at Harry. Harry noticed, "You can trust me Draco," There he went again, calling him Draco. "I don't kick people while they're down." This was true. Harry Potter was the most Gryffindork-like person he had ever met. He reluctantly closed his eyes. He felt Harry covering them both with the cloak. He felt Harry's hands on his shoulders and he felt the slight push from Harry as he urged them along. They must have walked in circles because Draco couldn't tell which direction was which any longer, on and on they walked through the halls, and corridors, and passages. On and on in silence.
Finally Harry stopped. He heard a door creak and was pushed slightly inside. Harry whispered to him that he could open his eyes now. As Draco did so the sight sickened him. A small room decorated heavily in red and green. There was a small Christmas tree; there was a fire in the fireplace, and even a large bed in the corner of room. Draco looked around taking in the sight and he sniffed the air. What was that, apple cider? Draco was mortified. He turned to Harry who was looking at him expectantly. "Well?" He asked. Draco's left eye twitched. "I hate Christmas." Harry looked slightly crestfallen for a moment and then recovered himself. "You do?" Draco nodded. "I hate it with every fiber of my being." Draco spoke honestly. Harry looked straight into his eyes and said, "Well then. I'll have to teach you how to like it." And with those words he leaned into Draco and captured his lips with his own. Draco tried to get away, really, he did, but as always, against Harry, his attempts were not good enough. He soon melted into the kiss, and found himself enjoying it. Harry broke the kiss to gasp for air. "Are you warming up to the Christmas Cheer now Draco?" He asked, face flushed. "Christmas cheer can kiss my arse."
Draco would never feel the same about Christmas again.
A/N: I am done and I have reviews! For me it feels as though Christmas has come early. I thank you guys with all my heart.
To all those I didn't get to in chapter 1-
Tinetinytina: I hope you liked it. It was so much fun to write.
Canceria: That was partially the point of the title. I wanted to lure in a ton of readers for my debut fic. I'm also glad you like the narration. I don't normally write like that, but decided to take a chance with it. I'm glad to know it was a success.
Jay Kamiya: I hoped you enjoyed this fic, I love it when people are happy about what I do.
Rikka: My dear buddy. You know I love you for the whole "It's the best thing since sliced bread" comment ne? Thanks for liking it. I'm sure you've seen how excited I get with things like this. After all you have had to sit next to me at lunch this past week. ^__^ Sorry for the grief I caused.
And now to my dear chapter two reviewers:
Shadow's Light: You have no idea how happy I was reading that review. I bragged about it all day to my friends at school. I'm so glad you think that I'm good.
Jade Dragon: I am the happiest thing alive. I think I enjoyed the Malfoy Rules and the lines as much as everyone else did; I've been thinking about the Malfoy Rules forever and thought they should make their debut. I also liked the whole un-yinging the yang line too. I put in the "Yanging the un-ying" in for you.
Hp-Lover420: I tried to make this chapter longer without making it too boring. I like descriptions, but too much can be a bad, bad thing. Thanks for the review!
Fanny chan: DOMO ARIGATO! I was giggling as I wrote this thing, it was too much fun for little old Shinko to handle.
Zahrah Radcliffe: Thanks for loving it, it means like so much to me. I know I've said it a thousand times up above, but really it's a grand-I'm-the-Queen-of-the-Friggin-World-so-don't-mess-with-the-Shinko feeling.
Jaded Green: A good read? My God, a good read to me is like something I can curl up with in my bed and read before I fall asleep thing. You just compared me to my standard of good read? If so I now officially love you.
Artie: I thought it was a bit obvious that Harry just wanted to snog the hell out of Draco. ^_^ And the answers that you had sought are above. Thank you so much!
Kei-Kei: I tried to get them out as fast as possible. I hate to wait. I have not patience whatsoever. Thanks for reading it.
Rosa: I'm EVIL! -dances- Muah. I have always wanted to be evil, it's just so much fun. And I am a dirty HxD fan as well. I'm sorry that this is still short, I promise that in future stories the chapters will be longer, but they might take a little longer to produce. Thanks for liking it. I LOVE YOU!
Kristin: I wrote more, as requested! I'm glad that you are so enthusiastic! ^__^ Thank you so much.