A/N:  YAY!!!  Finally!!!  I know I took forever but I hope it was worth the wait… ?
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter Twenty-Six 
New Years
 
 
 
 
          "I think I need to redeem one of these," I said as I tore a 'Hot Chocolate' coupon out of my book.  I handed it to Harry who got up to get me some Hot Chocolate.  "Marshmallows, too?"
 
 
          "No problem," he said as he went into the kitchen.
 
 
          "That book will be the death of him," Sirius smiled.
 
 
          "Hey!  I'm not abusing the privilege!  That's the first time I've used it!" I retorted.  
 
 
          "Here you go, love," Harry said as he sat down and set the drink in front of me.  
 
 
          "Thank you," I said as I took a sip.  
 
 
          "No problem," he said as he curled up on the couch. 
 
 
          "How much longer 'til midnight?" I asked.
 
 
          "Three hours," Remus yawned.  I groaned.
 
 
          "You can go to bed," Harry suggested.
 
 
          "No," I said firmly.  "I want to stay awake for New Year."
 
 
          "Okay," he said slowly.
 
 
          So we sat there.  Father was reading a book, something in Latin, as usual.  Remus was enjoying 'The Gigantic Book of Celtic Lore'.  Sirius and Harry were playing Exploding Snap and I was sitting on the couch, bored out of my mind. 
 
 
          "Can we all do something?" I asked as I switched position on the couch.  My legs were dangling down the back of the couch and all the blood was rushing to my head.
 
 
          "Well, what would you like to do?" Remus asked. 
 
 
          "Hide and go seek, charades, sardines, blow something up… I don't know… anything!" I said irritably.  Harry perked at 'Sardines'.  
 
 
          "I'll play 'Sardines'," he smiled as he put his cards down.  
 
 
          "Me too," Sirius grinned.  "Remus?"
 
 
          "Count me in," Remus said as he conjured a bookmark to keep his place, set his book down and put his reading glasses on it.  The four of us turned to dad.
 
 
          "No," he said firmly without looking up from his book.  
 
 
          "Aww come on!" Remus and Sirius said like eight year olds trying to get their father to play.  
 
 
          "No," he said again.  I got up and got on my knees by his chair and made my best puppy dog eyes.
 
 
          "Please?" I said, my hands were clasped together at my chest.  
 
 
          "No."
 
 
          "PLEASE?"
 
 
          "Fine," he sighed.  "But only one game."
 
 
          "Okay," I said a little downtrodden.  But at least we were doing something right?  "Who's it?" 
 
 
          "Not IT!!" Sirius shouted.            
 
 
          "Not IT!!" I shouted at almost the same time.
 
 
          "Not IT!!" Father shouted at the same time.
 
 
          "Not IT!!" Remus called with us.
 
 
          "Damn it," Harry said as he got up.  "Well, I guess I'm 'it'."
 
 
          "We'll count to twenty," Sirius said as got up off the floor.  
 
 
          "One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six…" We began counting and Harry ran away from the room.   
 
 
          It was really funny.  A couple of 16 year olds playing 'Sardines' with a 34 year old and a couple of 36 year olds.  
 
 
          'Sardines' is like hide and go seek, but instead of the person who is it looking for the rest of the people, 'it' goes and hides.  The rest must look for 'it' and when you find them, you all pack into wherever that person is hiding.  It really is quite fun. 
 
 
          'Hmm…' I thought.  'If I were Harry, where would I be?'
 
 
          Then, something very strange happened.  I felt a pull.  Like someone had a string attached to my sternum and was pulling me around.  It took me up a staircase and down another; through the kitchen; out past the main dining room; up another flight of stairs; up to Sirius and Remus's bathroom.  
 
 
          "A-ha!" I said as I opened the shower stall.  
 
 
          Harry looked up and smiled broadly.  
 
 
          "You found me!" He giggled.  I stepped into the stall and sat on his lap.  
 
 
          "The weird thing is how I found you," I said as I leaned back into his chest.
 
 
          "Oh yeah?" 
 
 
          "Yeah!  I thought 'If I were Harry where would I be?' And then I was sort of pulled around until I found you," I answered.  He laughed as he put his arms around me. 
 
 
          "Congratulations, Draco, you figured out how to track me," he smiled.
 
 
          "Really?  Wait…  Congratulations?  Shouldn't you have told me, rather than let me figure it out?"
 
 
          "Well, you never asked."
 
 
          "Ah... touché," I laughed.  
 
 
          We were sitting there waiting.   I still don't know why I did it but I did (maybe it was the prospect of getting caught.  I don't know, either way).  I kissed his neck.  One thing led to another and soon we were getting pretty heavy on the floor of the shower stall.  
 
 
          "Ah…  That is so wrong," Sirius shut the door and left.  We heard him retreat back down the stairs.  There was some whispering.  Then someone dashed up the stairs.   
 
 
          "AH! Uh…  Sorry guys," Remus blushed.  "Sirius said-… Well, never mind what Sirius said.  Looks like Luc's it."  And with that he shut the stall door and left.  I got off of Harry, smiling.
 
 
          "Remus?" I called as I opened the door.  
 
 
          "Yeah?"  Came his reply.
 
 
          "Dad doesn't lose until you guys are packed in here with us and he finds us," I pointed out.
 
 
          "Right.  I'll get Sirius.  OI!!  Sirius!!  Get your arse up here!!" Remus shouted from the door of the room.  Sirius shouted some colourful swearwords.  
 
 
          I knew something was up.  I ran to the door.  Dad and Sirius were at either end of the corridor, glaring each other down.  
 
 
          Sirius yelled something akin to a battle cry and he and Dad began to run to the door.
 
 
          "AH!" I said quickly in surprise.  I grabbed Remus by the front of his shirt and made for the shower.
 
 
          I threw open the door and both Remus and I packed into.  Harry was crunched into the corner.
 
 
          "I feel so close to you guys right now," Remus joked.  Harry and I laughed.
 
 
          The shower stall door was thrown open and Dad jumped in.  He was breathing hard as he pulled the door shut.
 
 
          Then, Sirius swore up a storm (which made Remus say "SIRIUS!" very sharply).  He opened the door and we all fell out onto the floor laughing very hard.
 
 
*        *         *
 
 
            We played four games of Sardines.  Each one of us was 'it.'  It was so fun.  Father played all four games, was there any doubt that he wouldn't?  After that we settled down for a game of… charades!  
 
 
*        *         *
 
 
            "Um… You're a dinosaur!" Harry said as he hurried to get what I was acting like.  We were on the same team and time was running out.  If we ran out of time, Remus and Sirius and Dad were allowed to guess.  
 
 
            "No!" I said as I stomped around and kicked stuff.  I was supposed to be a bunny but I was feeling far from fluffy.  I was 'acting' pissed off because it was not midnight.
 
 
            "You're a devil?" Harry offered.  I stopped and looked at him.  I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
 
 
            "No-!"
 
 
            "Time," Remus said triumphantly.  
 
 
            "Urgh!" I said annoyed.  I had to keep stomping around.  It was a great way to blow off steam you should try it.  
 
 
            "OH!  I know!" Sirius said triumphantly.  "You're pissed off."
 
 
            "Wrong," I said as if what I was acting out was the most obvious thing in the world.
 
 
            "Okay we give up," Father said exasperatedly.  Remus and Sirius nodded. 
 
 
            "I was a bunny," I said as I sat down.  
 
 
            "WHAT!" Sirius exclaimed.  "That was not a bunny."
 
 
            "Yes it was," I smirked, my tone was daring him to argue further.  He was about to but Remus gave him a stern glance and he closed his mouth.  
 
 
            "What time is it?" I asked.
 
 
            "Whoa!  Almost five minutes to twelve," Father said with a glance at his watch.  
 
 
            "Excellent," I said almost giddily.  
 
 
            We sat in silence as we waited for the new year.  I really did wish we had a clock in the particular room.  We were going by Dad's watch and that was hard for all of us to watch.   
 
 
3 minutes….
 
            
            I began to wonder if Harry was going to kiss me at midnight or if I was going to have to jump him.  
 
 
2 minutes…
 
 
            It looked like it was going to be the latter of the two.  
 
 
1 minute…
 
 
            I was seriously considering jumping him.  
 
 
Midnight!
 
 
            "Happy NEW YEAR!!!" We all shouted.  I was about to take him out when he jumped ME!!  I was so proud of him.  
 
 
            We were kissing for like five minutes without taking a breath.  I was getting light headed when father cleared his throat.
 
 
            "Excuse me," he said with a tone that clearly said 'stop molesting my son in front of me'.  
 
 
            "Sorry," I blushed. 
 
 
            "Uh-huh.  Well, I'm sure your tired."  His tone, in saying that, meant 'get your boyfriend out of my sight before I strangle him'.
 
 
            "Okay!  Goodnight dad.  Goodnight Remus, Sirius," I grabbed Harry's hand and pretty much ran out of the room.
 
 
            "Maybe that was a bad idea?" Harry said as we walked into our room.  
 
 
            "I don't know.  He sounded kind of irked," I said as I began to change.  
 
 
            "Yeah…" He sounded a little down.  
 
 
            "Oh Harry!  If it would not have been you, it would have been me," I said gently.  I walked over to and hugged him.  
 
 
            "Really?" He asked.
 
 
            "Yup," I smiled.  
 
 
            I pulled down the covers on the bed and climbed in.  Harry got in not a moment later.  I snuggled up close to him.
 
 
            "Want to finish what we started in the shower?" I asked.  
 
 
            "Are you sure?" He asked.
 
 
            "What do you mean 'Are you sure'?" I asked.
 
 
            "I don't know.  It's kind of hard to explain," he answered.
 
 
            "What?   Are you worried about the baby?" I asked.
 
 
            "A little," he replied.
 
 
            "I don't think that that will affect me much.  I mean, I don't have the…er… parts that would cause the problem do I?" 
 
 
            "No," he agreed.
 
 
            "I think we'll be alright for tonight.  I mean the baby is barely even noticeable," I concluded.  
 
 
            "Okay if you're sure."
 
 
            "Of course I'm sure."

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A/N:  So how was that?  Let me know what you think…  Thanks for reading and reviewing.  Luv Gia

P.S.  Thanks to Angie for this chapter!!

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