Disclaimer: Not mine! Never will be! So, don't sue! 'Harry Potter' belongs to J.K. Rowling, and 'The Night Before Christmas' to Clement C. Moore
Warning: Contains Slash. Don't like slash? Don't read!
A/N: It's Christmas Eve, and I was hit by this evil plot-bunny. Some Christmas classics were just never meant to be…
~Enjoy~
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The Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the Mansion, not a creature was stirring, not even a house elf.
The protection spells were cast around the chimney with care, In hope that Lord Voldemort would not soon be there.
The servants were nestled, all snug in their beds, while visions of pay rises and freedom danced in their heads.
And Narcissa in her 'kerchief, and Lucius in his cap, had just settled their brains for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, that Draco was sure he knew what was the matter.
Away down the stairs Draco flew like a flash, tore open the door, and threw up the hatch.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, gave the lustre of perfection to all in its glow.
Draco's eyes did wander, begging to appear, a black haired Gryffindor with green eyes and a scar.
And much to his amazement, and his delight, a naked Harry Potter did greet his sights.
Harry spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, and stripped Draco of his stockings and gave him a jerk.
And laying Draco down, with a smile on his face, Harry gave a nod, and started the pace.
Harry gave Draco his play, and then kissed him goodbye, and away he did go, with naught but a hickey.
Draco looked up and down, and sighed with despair, but when he heard Harry's voice he had to smile in delight at the
"Happy Christmas my Angel, I do love you, and good night"