Hogwarts kitchen smelled like everything good about Christmas, and Draco couldn't help the boyish grin that broke out over his handsome face. Most people wouldn't guess it, but the blonde slytherin had a soft spot for all things that smacked of Christmastime. He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts, it took him a moment to realize Harry was looking curiously at him.

"What?" Draco said.

"Er, nothing, I just-" Harry laughed. "I've just never seen you smile-like that, I mean."

"Like what?"

"Like, I don't know," Harry shrugged. "Like a human being."

Draco shrugged. "I thought you were hungry?"

The house elves were bustling about, and one pulled gently on Harry's robes. "If Mr.Harry Potter and Mr.Draco would like their breakfast now..."

Harry smiled gently down at it. "Thanks Winky."

"Dobby is asking Winky to take care of Mr.Harry Potter, sir, and Winky does." the house-elf beamed and began to lead them to a small scrubbed wooden table where the elves had piled all sorts of yummy breakfast whatsits.

With a vigor that is only attributed to teenage boys, the two tucked into thei mini feast. Draco hadn't realized how hungry he was until that moment, and Harry seemed quite content to gorge himself in silenc, which was lucky for the young Slytherin, who had no idea what to say. If it hadn't been happening, he would have said it could never happen, he was having breakfast with the boy-who-lived. "Bloody hell." he mumbled to himself through a mouthful of french toast

Harry swallowed. "Sorry?"

"Er...nothing."

"You said SOMETHING."

"Well-I said...well it's all quite unusual, isn't it?"

"What is?" Harry asked innocently.

"Oh don't be daft, Potter. You know as well as I do that we're not, well,"

"Friends?"

"Yeah, that." Draco to a large bit of poppyseed muffin and chewed violently.

Harry's mouth twitched into a sad smile. "Why are you here, Draco?"

Draco stared at him. "What?"

"I said, why are you here...Draco."

"Didn't feel like going home is all."

"Oh you'd rather be all alone in Slytherin Commons?"

"Maybe. We're not all part of one big mushy happy family, Potter."

Harry was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry." he said finally, echoing Draco's words from earlier.

"Yeah." the blonde replied. "Well." he chewed thoughtfully.

"Draco," Harry said. "Since...since you're kinda, y'know all alone...er...well, I was thinking...you could, if you want, you could eat with us, I mean, at the feast and such....if you'd like some company"

Malfoy stared blanky at him as if he truly believed Harry had lost his mind. "A truce?"

"Yeah, a truce."

All right then." Draco agreed gruffly. "But don't think it means I like you or anything P...Harry."

Harry grinned. "Wouldn't dream of it."