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CHAPTER XII – Pillows, pillows!

Christmas was now just two days ahead and Hermione was very happy. Everything she did, she did with joy. Even Ginny and Neville couldn't crush that feeling with their problems. She loved Christmas. Giving presents, and having them!

Draco had somewhat softened towards her. Not that much though… Hermione knew that even he could not avoid or be angry at her forever.

"what are you doing on Christmas?" Hermione asked him.

They walked around Hogwarts' halls making last ball plans before Christmas.

"going home", he said. "have you got the book with you?"

"yeah. Here", Hermione said opening the 'Magical feasts and how to plan them'.

They stopped walking.

"so which one do you prefer? Singing candles or joking candles?" Hermione asked smiling.

"umm… maybe those joking ones…", he said thoughtfully.

"yes… I think joking candles are better", she agreed.

Hermione turned the pages trying to find something else that they could use.

"hey! what's that?" Draco asked pointing at a picture of fake spiders.

"Tarantellas… Fake tarantellas… after touching them become alive… many accidents has happen…", Hermione read, "…they become plastic again when they bite something… human or food… No Malfoy! No way!"

"what? I didn't say anything", Draco replied innocently, but smirking.

"like I don't know what you have in mind", Hermione smiled slightly.

"if you're talking about Weasley then you're right", Draco laughed.

"no but seriously, I think we should just forget the tarantellas. I'm sure we find something better…", Hermione said.

"what could possibly be better than scare the hell out of Weasley?" Draco smirked.

Suddenly they heard a female voice calling.

"Draco! Draco wait!"

It was, who else but Pansy Parkinson. She ran to them and smiled all the time to Draco. When she noticed Hermione was with him, Pansy started glaring at her.

"well, well, well. If it isn't the Einstein", Pansy smirked evilly.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"so Draco…", Pansy turned to him. "What are you doing here with her?"

"nothing… just planning the stupid ball…", Draco shrugged his shoulders.

Pansy nodded.

"oh, look Draco!" Pansy said suddenly pointing up to the roof. "A mistletoe!"

She pushed Hermione away from Draco and started stroking Draco's cheek. She smiled at him sweetly. Hermione wasn't really sure but it looked like his pale cheeks had a shade of pink. Then Pansy put her hands around his neck and kissed him softly. Hermione turned her eyes away. She didn't want to see that. It was… too… too gross to her.

When they finally stopped and Hermione could look again, she saw Draco was smiling somewhat happily. Hermione rolled her eyes again.

'what an ass! Like Pansy is the only one who can kiss!' She thought angrily. '…but… I don't really care….'

"I think I have to go now… You want to come with me?" Pansy asked.

"well…", Draco thought out loud.

Pansy made puppy eyes.

"well alri –", he was cut off by Hermione's "Ahem!".

"we still have to think what kind of decorations we put", Hermione said strictly.

Pansy started glaring at Hermione. Then when Draco told her he was going to stay, she stalked angrily away.

Hermione was somehow relieved.

The same evening Hermione started looking for her things and clothes she was going to take home with her for Christmas. She knew she didn't have a rush or anything. But she still wanted to. In a way she missed her parents though she was a woman now. She took her teddy bear from her bed. She looked it carefully. It had lost its right eye, and its left ear was bigger than the right one.

"next time we're going to see each other is at home, Mr. Bubbles", she said to the teddy bear and laughed.

It was stupid, she knew it. But she had to talk to him like she had always talked when she was a little child. That made her feel much comfortable.

"I didn't know you sleep with a teddy bear, Granger", came a sneer behind her.

She turned to see Draco Malfoy leaning on her room wall at the door-way.

"or not to mention talk with it", he said sarcastically.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"ha ha" She murmured.

He walked to her room and looked around.

"I think your room is bigger than mine. How unfair!" He exclaimed.

Hermione didn't say anything. She put Mr. Bubbles to her bag. Draco sat down on her bed and felt it.

"and your bed is also much fluffier than mine!" He exclaimed again.

Hermione laughed softly.

"I think I'll sleep this night here. You can take my room", Draco joked lying down on her bed and then making a deep sigh.

"hehehe. Malfoy… get up", she said to him.

Draco didn't move. He just smirked and closed his eyes.

"Malfoy…", Hermione tried to pull him up.

Nothing.

"Malfoy!" She demanded.

Draco started laughing at her.

"ok, you asked for this!" Hermione said laughing and pushed him off the bed.

Draco landed on the other side of the bed. Hermione laughed in ecstasy. Draco jumped up and before Hermione knew, a fluffy pillow landed on her head.

"Malfoy!" Hermione screeched.

Now it was Draco's turn to laugh. Hermione quickly grabbed the pillow and started smacking Draco with it.

"ouch! That hurts!" He screamed.

"hahahaa! This is your end, Draco Malfoy!" Hermione laughed.

Draco took the other pillow from her bed and started smacking her. Hermione screeched and jumped on the bed away from Draco. Draco jumped also so they both stood on her bed smacking each other with pillows. Draco hit her head and Hermione his butt.

"my arse!" Draco laughed and pushed Hermione.

She fell and was now lying on the bed Draco above her hitting her with a pillow.

"aah! No! No, hahahaa, no!" Hermione pleaded and laughed at the same time.

Draco stopped for a second and Hermione quickly rolled around and stood up. It was her turn now to push him down. Hermione took his pillow and started hitting him with two pillows. Draco tried to stop her by tickling her. She started laughing hysterically.

"stop, Malfoy! Hahahaa, stop it!" She screamed and laughed.

The two pillows in her hands fell to the floor and he stopped tickling. Then Hermione found herself on top of Draco. Draco was still smiling like he didn't notice that Hermione was sitting on his stomach. In her bed! A single feather landed on his nose. Hermione took it carefully. Draco's smile faded. He had now realized too. Hermione knew he would be very uncomfortable with it so she stood up and jumped off the bed.

"umm…I'm kinda tired… could you…", Hermione said carefully.

"yeah… sure", he answered and stood up.

He walked past her. His hand touched hers and that made Hermione have cold shivers. Did he intend to do that? To touch her? Hermione somewhat felt confused. Is it even that big deal if a guy brushes past? Yes, when the guy happens to be your enemy and walks past you even though there would be enough room for him to walk away without touching her. Did Draco feel uncomfortable Hermione on top of him? Did she? Hermione already knew her answer: she definitely did.

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A/N: What did you think??? I personally like pillow fights… and with guys… hell yeah! So anyway, I would so much appreciate if you reviewed this story! I'd like that.

Special thanx to my reviewers:

Totaloser – It's ok. And thanks!

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Meg – You are the only person who actually said anything about the Christmas, thank you for that! LOL! Unfortunately I'm skipping the Christmas :( Sorry.

Kate – Thank you! :D I think Draco was kinda cute when he was half asleep, lol.

~Angel Innocent~