Disclaimer: Blah, we know!
A/N: MORE CRAZINESS!!! Prepare yourselves. You have been warned.
Oh, yeah, some slight cutsie mushy stuff in this chapter.
~*~
The days sped by from November 17 to December 12. The air was buzzing with holiday festiveness. Kylie and Wes were in awe at how seriously these people took the holidays.
"Hey, Kylie! Look at this! If I walk up to the suit of armor, it sings and if I walk back, it says, "Happy Christmas"!" Wes exclaimed gleefully.
"That's nice, Wes. Come on. We're late," Kylie said for the 10th time that day.
"So, Kylie, old buddy, old pal, what are you getting me for Christmas?"
"I dunno. A rock," Kylie joked.
"Awesome. You're getting coal."
"Great. Something I could use."
"How are ya gonna--" Wes began.
"Hey, what should I get Oliver?" Kylie interrupted.
"I dunno. Go ask Harry. I heard he used to be on the Quidditch team with him when Oliver was Captain."
"Ok!" said Kylie as she bounded off and left Wes to be amused by the suits of armor.
Kylie met up with Harry a few minutes later. "Hiya, Harry!" she said.
"Oh, er, hi, Kylie," he responded. "I thought you were Colin Creevey for a second, there!"
"Right. Listen, I wan to get Oliver something good for Christmas, but I don't now what to get him. Do you have any ideas?" asked Kylie.
"Er. . ." replied Harry.
"Oh! You should do a "12 Days of Christmas" with him!" put in Hermione.
"Yes, but what should I get him?!" yelled Kylie.
"How about a Quaffle," suggested Harry.
"I'll think about it," said Kylie, lying.
She walked away from Harry and Hermione. She turned a corner to find Wes there.
"How did you just get here?" gasped Kylie. "You're not where I left you!"
"Oh, yeah, I found a secret passage," Wes replied, nonchalantly. Then she cleared her throat and yelled, "OH NO!" She paused. Then screamed in frustration. "Damn! He's not listening to me!"
"Ooookay," said Kylie, quickly walking away.
She turned another corner and found Draco curled up on the floor, rolling around.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Wes is making my Hero Sense go berserk!" Draco yelled.
"Sure. . ." said Kylie as she ran away.
Kylie ran into many different people that day and asked all of them what she should get Oliver. Every single one of them told her a Quaffle except for Peeves in a suit of armor who said "a nude picture of yourself."
Still blushing furiously from the remark, Kylie bumped into Oliver himself next.
"Oh, hi, Kylie," he said, happily.
"Hi, Oliver!" she replied.
"Hey, do you need anything? Running out of anything?" he asked.
"No, why?"
"No reason."
"How about you? Need a Quaffle?"
"Don't think so."
"Oh, ok."
"Well, I'll see you later."
"Yep. Bye."
~*~
Meanwhile, Wes was running around the school yelling, "OH NO!" just to try to get Draco to appear.
As a matter of fact, Wes ran into Draco in the next corridor.
"Aha! Draco! You have 2 days left of freedom!" she cried.
Draco looked horrified. "That's IT?!"
"Yep! 2 days, 3 hours, and 27 minutes!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHH (random A/N from WeasleyGirl: This is reminding me of my own story! "How Time Flies When You're Not Having Fun" GO READ IT!!! ( shameless self promotion) HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Draco bellowed.
"MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Wes laughed, evilly.
~*~
The next day, Kylie came up to Wes and said, "What are you getting Draco for Christmas?"
"Myself," she responded, casually.
"Yourself?"
"Yep, I'm wearing my leather outfit, putting a green bow on me, wrapping myself in a box and putting it outside the Slytherin common room."
"How are getting the box down there?" wondered Kylie.
"Seamus."
"Seamus?"
"Yep."
"How'd you get him to agree to that?"
"You don't wanna know."
"You're not having sex with him, are you?!"
"NO!"
"Thank God."
"I have to save myself for Draco that night!"
"Oh, God, you did NOT just say that!"
"HAHA!! I did."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
~*~
Kylie ended up making Oliver paper-mache Quidditch balls for his 12 Days of Christmas, along with some other trinkets. Kylie had received loads of different things from Oliver who had decided to do a 12 Days of Christmas on her!
Finally it was December 25. That morning was complete chaos in the girl's room. Wes was busy changing into her leather outfit and Kylie was frantically worrying about the mess that was her hair, while Lavender was busy trying to look sexy so she could win Seamus back from Wes.
When Wes came out of the bathroom fully dressed, Lavender looked jealously at the leather outfit.
"Well, I'm off," commented Wes. "Wish me luck!"
"Good luck!" called Kylie, Parvati, and Hermione.
They all heard her walk down to the common room and yell, "Oy, Seamus! I need help with my bow!"
Seamus came scrambling down the stairs and nearly tripped over a 1st year.
"Ok, where do you want to put the bow?" he asked.
Wes didn't know, but Seamus helped her decide that around her middle was the best spot.
Finally, Wes stepped into the box and Seamus put the lid on. Then he Wingardium Leviosa-ed her down to the Slytherin common room before hurriedly running away.
Wes only had to wait 10 minutes for someone to find her. She heard a voice call, "Draco, you've got a massive present!"
"Really?" came Draco's voice.
Wes felt herself levitated up and then sat down again. She had to wait another 5 minutes before Draco took the box's lid off.
When he saw Wes he screamed and backed away. Wes rose out of the box and happily noticed no one else was in the common room.
"W-Wes," stammered Draco. "YOU'RE my present?!"
"Yep!" beamed Wes. "Aren't ya gonna unwrap me?" she asked, motioning to her bow.
Draco hurried towards her. He stepped in front of her and reached his hands around back of her to untie the bow. Wes looked at his face which was inches from hers.
Draco was done untying her bow by now, but he hadn't moved yet. Instead he was staring at Wes in much the same way she was staring at him.
Wes cautiously moved her face forward a little. Draco did the same. They paused, then Wes kissed him. She gave him a quick little peck then moved her face away. Draco licked his lips, then used his hands to bring her face close to his once again before preceding to kiss her again.
~*~
"Do you think this looks all right?" asked Lavender.
Parvati studied Lavender's clothes and nodded.
"Good," said Lavender.
Parvati went back to styling Kylie's hair.
~*~
Draco finally let go of Wes and whispered, "You're the best Christmas present I've ever gotten."
"I'm glad you like me," Wes smiled.
"How could I not in that outfit!" groaned Draco.
Wes looked down at the leather. "I really like it."
"Speaking of which, I have a Christmas present for you, also."
"Aw, Draco, you're the best!"
"I know," he said, handing her a box.
Wes looked at the card which read "Happy Christmas, Wes! From the guy who gave you your favorite leather outfit, here's something you can wear under it! Love, Draco."
She paused, then looked at him. "You gave me this outfit?"
Draco smiled, and blushed. "Yes."
Wes grinned and reached over to hug him.
He hugged her back, then said, "Open it!'
Wes tore open the box and pulled out a sexy piece of black lingerie. She looked to Draco, who was grinning devilishly. She smiled and said, "I love it! Should I go try it on for you?"
Draco heartily agreed to this and told Wes she could change in his room.
~*~
Kylie rushed down to Oliver's office after she finished getting ready. She knocked on the door.
"Enter!" Oliver called.
Kylie opened the door and skipped in. "Hello, Oliver!" she said, joyfully. "Happy Christmas!"
"Happy Christmas to you too! You look nice," he said, smiling.
"Thank you!"
"I have a present for you," said Oliver.
"Ooo, me too. For you I mean!" Kylie replied motioning to the box she held.
"Let's open them at the same time," Oliver suggested.
"Okay!" Kylie said, gleefully. "On 3, we'll open them. One, two, three!"
Kylie and Oliver tore open their presents and each pulled out mistletoe.
"Wicked," said Kylie. "Thanks."
"Yeah, thanks, too," Oliver laughed.
"Soooo. . ."
"Yeah. . ."
"I wanna put use to my present," said Kylie, shyly.
"Me too," Oliver replied.
He stepped closer to Kylie, who swallowed nervously.
"Don't be scared," Oliver said, soothingly.
He stepped even closer to her and leaned his head forward. Kylie stood there, petrified. In the last instant before their lips touched, Oliver looked straight into her eyes, whispered, "I love you, you know," and then he kissed her.
Kylie melted into him. She was in complete bliss until he pulled away.
"That was. . . fantastic," Kylie told him, dreamily.
"Thanks," Oliver replied, roguishly.
"You know, I'm very glad you were my first kiss. I don't think I minded having to wait 17 years for that," Kylie sighed.
Oliver's smile slowly faded.
"What?" asked a worried Kylie.
"Oh no, you're a minor!" wailed Oliver.
Just then, the door burst open and Draco ran in!
"Someone call for a hero?" he asked. "When someone says "OH NO!" in comes Draco!"
"What?" asked a baffled Sean.
"You didn't call for me?" said Draco.
"No. . ."
"Oh. . ."
~*~
Meanwhile, Wes was running through the school looking for Draco who had run off.
"OH NO!" she yelled. "Draco, where the hell are you?!"
As she turned the corner she smacked into Seamus and they fell to the floor, Seamus on top. He looked down at her and noticed her black lingerie.
"Wes!" he said. "Wow!"
Wes angrily tried to push him off her. He wouldn't budge.
"Oh no!" Wes groaned.
~*~
Back in Oliver's office, Draco's Hero Sense went haywire.
"AH!" he yelled. "Wes! I'm coming!" And he dashed out.
Kylie looked at Oliver, who frowned and sat at his desk.
"I'm 18 in less than a month," she said, hopefully.
"Ok then, once you're 18 let me know and we can do whatever you want. Until then, we best not do anything," Oliver said, sadly.
"Why not?" Kylie pouted.
"Because I'm a teacher. I have to set an example."
"Oh."
~*~
Draco was running down the halls searching for Wes. "WES!" he bellowed.
There was no reply. Suddenly, Draco remembered a game Wes had taught him.
"MARCO!" he roared.
Then, faintly, he heard a "Polo!"
"Marco!" he yelled again, walking.
"Polo!" The voice was a bit louder now.
"Marco!"
"Polo!"
"Marco!"
"Polo!"
"Marco!"
"Polo!"
"MARCO!"
"POLO!!!"
Draco rounded a corner to find Seamus sprawled across his scantily clad Wes.
"Wesleigh Ann Marie Margaret Natalia Victoria Ramona Abigail Rachel Rebecca Wynonna Yvonne Claire Nicole Sarah Lynn Ashley Gwendolyn Sally Beatrice Lauren Amanda Samantha Katherine Stephanie Susan Alicia Jill Angela Hannah Tine Meagan Reese Renee Grace Mary Delia Desdemona Virginia Taylor!" Draco yelled. "What is going on here?"
Wes managed to look at Draco. "You remembered my name!" she cried. "You really do love me!"
Draco blushed as Seamus grimaced.
"Well, what can I say, you're a new drug and I'm addicted," Draco replied roguishly.
"Great. Now how about getting this slug away from me," Wes said, calmly.
"Right," Draco said as he whipped out his wand and said, "Castrate Totalus!"
Seamus howled as the guilty member rolled off.
"Ewwww!" howled Wes as Seamus's favorite part rolled onto her stomach. She jumped up and ran behind Draco.
"My manhood! My pride and joy! Gone forever!" Seamus roared. He grabbed his parts and ran to the hospital wing.
"Draco you saved my life again!" called Wes as she hugged him from behind. "But I feel so unclean!"
"Ah, come on the, we'll get you a shower," said Draco.
"Er, Draco? Could I maybe borrow your robes in case we run into anyone?" she asked pointing to her scantily clad self.
"Right!" said Draco as he took off his robes, leaving himself in the shirt and trousers and covered Wes up.
Draco took her back to his private room in the Slytherin House (he is a Malfoy after all) which included his own bathroom. He left her to herself while he went back into his bedroom and sat on the bed.
While Wes was in the shower, Draco kept hearing her scream out, "SO UNCLEAN!!!!!!" at random moments.
She took about a ½ hour shower and finally came into his bedroom dressed in a towel. Steam billowed out of the bathroom when she opened the door and he skin looked a bit red.
"I used HOT water," she explained. "My skin hurts."
"I'm sorry," said Draco, blushing at her towel.
"Oh, yeah, I need my leather outfit," Wes explained, pointing to where it was rolled up on the floor.
"I'll get it," Draco offered. He picked it up, walked it over to her, and handed it to her.
Wes smiled, gave him a quick kiss, then walked back into the bathroom.
"Hey, Draco!" Wes said a few minutes later as she walked out of the bathroom. "Can you tie this for me? Kylie usually ties it but seeing as she's not here. . ."
"I'd be glad to," Draco replied a little too enthusiastically.
"Great. . . . no, that's too tight."
"Oops, sorry," Draco said, breathing on the back of her neck. Wes shivered. "You don't really need to wear it. I don't mind."
"Oh, Draco, you're too kind. But it's a wee bit drafty so I think I'll just keep it on."
"Oh. . . okay."
"So, why do you have a room to yourself?"
"Because I'm a Malfoy, and Malfoy's deserve the best!"
"That's why you have me!" Wes beamed.
"Yep! You're mine. You belong to me. . . you were my Christmas present after all," Draco grinned.
Wes giggled. "I belong to a minor!"
"You don't mind that fact?"
"Nope. I'm a naughty girl!"
Draco smirked. "We'll see about that."
Wes coughed and said, "You know, if you ever got thrown out of your family, you'd probably die from shock of being like everyone else."
"It wouldn't happen. The only way I could ever get thrown out of the family is if I got involved with someone that wasn't Pureblood or a Muggle. . . someone like. . . you. . . OH MY GOD!!!!" Draco choked on air.
"No one knows about us!!"
"Weasley knows and so does Kylie! Weasley could tell his mum, who is distantly related to my mum who would tell my dad and. . . and. . and. . ."
"Kylie and Ron don't really know about us!! They haven't actually seen us, you know, kiss and stuff!"
Draco gave her a look.
"And Mrs. Weasley already knows!"
"Excuse me? WHAT??!"
"Oh, that's not a good thing. . . right, sorry!"
"How does SHE know??!"
"I don't know but I got a sweater for my birthday that said, "W loves D" on it."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Just then a black owl swooped menacingly into the room carrying a scarlet envelope.
"What's that?" asked Wes.
"It's a Howler," Draco whispered, backing away from the owl.
Wes went and took the envelope form the owl, which swooped back out the window.
"O-open it for me," Draco whimpered.
Wes carefully opened the sealed envelope and promptly dropped it as it opened up.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy!" bellowed the envelope. "If I hear one more word about this despicable nonsense of you consorting with a MUGGLE I will be forced to take drastic measures! You are a Malfoy! You should fall for someone of a nice pureblooded family! Not a Muggle who is related to the WEASLEY'S!!! I want this girl out of your life, pronto! I don't care if you, GOD FORBID, love her, just dump her or the Dark Lord will come to kill her in front of you!"
The envelope burst into flames. Draco cowered in the corner of his room. Wes ran over to him and hugged him tightly.
"Draco, who was that?" she asked.
"My d-dad," he whispered, shaking in her arms.
Wes looked at him. "Draco," she began.
"Wes," he interrupted. "Wes. . . I - I have to comply. If I don't, he'll have you killed!"
"But I'll die if we aren't together!" protested Wes.
"Wes, it's the only way! We have to forget about each other!"
"NO! We can't!"
"We HAVE to!"
Wes glared at him. "We just found each other, Draco! You're going to throw this all away just because you're frightened of your dad!? You've saved my life twice and you always act so macho-ly. . . you're such a girl!"
"I am not!"
"Then stand up to your dad!"
"But. . . but he's scary! All that long blonde hair. . ."
"What? So you're scared of Elves?" cried Wes. "What kind of hero are you?!"
"Hey! I saved your life twice! You said so yourself!"
"Yes, but I'M willing to stand up to your dad!"
"You don't know him. Everyone's scared of him. He. . . he. . . he's a Death Eater!"
"Well, I don't taste good. He can't hurt me."
Draco paused his worrying for a split second to say to Wes, "You do too taste good."
Wes glared at him. "Don't change the subject! Stand up to your dad!"
"But. . . but. . . but. . ." Draco protested, pitifully.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! I don't give a damn about whatever the Dark Lord will do. He doesn't scare me, neither does you father. I love you! If people have a problem with it, then screw them! Love conquers all. So, ha! I stay. I won't leave, you can't make me!" Wes bellowed, obviously angry.
"Fine. You win. I'll stand up to him. But I warned you. If anything happens. . . I don't know. You're special. I don't know what I'd do without you. I can do this."
"I knew you'd see it my way!" Wes said. She kissed him passionately then skipped out of the dormitory, leaving Draco alone and in shock.
~*~
"I'm sorry, Finnigan," Madam Pomfrey was saying. "I can regrow bones. . . but not. . . your manhood."
"Aw, crap!"
~*~
A/N: HAHA!! Seamus got his ickle penis cut off! MWHAHAHAHAHa!
Yeah, we love the word "roguishly" now. Fun stuff.
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A/N: MORE CRAZINESS!!! Prepare yourselves. You have been warned.
Oh, yeah, some slight cutsie mushy stuff in this chapter.
~*~
The days sped by from November 17 to December 12. The air was buzzing with holiday festiveness. Kylie and Wes were in awe at how seriously these people took the holidays.
"Hey, Kylie! Look at this! If I walk up to the suit of armor, it sings and if I walk back, it says, "Happy Christmas"!" Wes exclaimed gleefully.
"That's nice, Wes. Come on. We're late," Kylie said for the 10th time that day.
"So, Kylie, old buddy, old pal, what are you getting me for Christmas?"
"I dunno. A rock," Kylie joked.
"Awesome. You're getting coal."
"Great. Something I could use."
"How are ya gonna--" Wes began.
"Hey, what should I get Oliver?" Kylie interrupted.
"I dunno. Go ask Harry. I heard he used to be on the Quidditch team with him when Oliver was Captain."
"Ok!" said Kylie as she bounded off and left Wes to be amused by the suits of armor.
Kylie met up with Harry a few minutes later. "Hiya, Harry!" she said.
"Oh, er, hi, Kylie," he responded. "I thought you were Colin Creevey for a second, there!"
"Right. Listen, I wan to get Oliver something good for Christmas, but I don't now what to get him. Do you have any ideas?" asked Kylie.
"Er. . ." replied Harry.
"Oh! You should do a "12 Days of Christmas" with him!" put in Hermione.
"Yes, but what should I get him?!" yelled Kylie.
"How about a Quaffle," suggested Harry.
"I'll think about it," said Kylie, lying.
She walked away from Harry and Hermione. She turned a corner to find Wes there.
"How did you just get here?" gasped Kylie. "You're not where I left you!"
"Oh, yeah, I found a secret passage," Wes replied, nonchalantly. Then she cleared her throat and yelled, "OH NO!" She paused. Then screamed in frustration. "Damn! He's not listening to me!"
"Ooookay," said Kylie, quickly walking away.
She turned another corner and found Draco curled up on the floor, rolling around.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Wes is making my Hero Sense go berserk!" Draco yelled.
"Sure. . ." said Kylie as she ran away.
Kylie ran into many different people that day and asked all of them what she should get Oliver. Every single one of them told her a Quaffle except for Peeves in a suit of armor who said "a nude picture of yourself."
Still blushing furiously from the remark, Kylie bumped into Oliver himself next.
"Oh, hi, Kylie," he said, happily.
"Hi, Oliver!" she replied.
"Hey, do you need anything? Running out of anything?" he asked.
"No, why?"
"No reason."
"How about you? Need a Quaffle?"
"Don't think so."
"Oh, ok."
"Well, I'll see you later."
"Yep. Bye."
~*~
Meanwhile, Wes was running around the school yelling, "OH NO!" just to try to get Draco to appear.
As a matter of fact, Wes ran into Draco in the next corridor.
"Aha! Draco! You have 2 days left of freedom!" she cried.
Draco looked horrified. "That's IT?!"
"Yep! 2 days, 3 hours, and 27 minutes!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHH (random A/N from WeasleyGirl: This is reminding me of my own story! "How Time Flies When You're Not Having Fun" GO READ IT!!! ( shameless self promotion) HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Draco bellowed.
"MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Wes laughed, evilly.
~*~
The next day, Kylie came up to Wes and said, "What are you getting Draco for Christmas?"
"Myself," she responded, casually.
"Yourself?"
"Yep, I'm wearing my leather outfit, putting a green bow on me, wrapping myself in a box and putting it outside the Slytherin common room."
"How are getting the box down there?" wondered Kylie.
"Seamus."
"Seamus?"
"Yep."
"How'd you get him to agree to that?"
"You don't wanna know."
"You're not having sex with him, are you?!"
"NO!"
"Thank God."
"I have to save myself for Draco that night!"
"Oh, God, you did NOT just say that!"
"HAHA!! I did."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
~*~
Kylie ended up making Oliver paper-mache Quidditch balls for his 12 Days of Christmas, along with some other trinkets. Kylie had received loads of different things from Oliver who had decided to do a 12 Days of Christmas on her!
Finally it was December 25. That morning was complete chaos in the girl's room. Wes was busy changing into her leather outfit and Kylie was frantically worrying about the mess that was her hair, while Lavender was busy trying to look sexy so she could win Seamus back from Wes.
When Wes came out of the bathroom fully dressed, Lavender looked jealously at the leather outfit.
"Well, I'm off," commented Wes. "Wish me luck!"
"Good luck!" called Kylie, Parvati, and Hermione.
They all heard her walk down to the common room and yell, "Oy, Seamus! I need help with my bow!"
Seamus came scrambling down the stairs and nearly tripped over a 1st year.
"Ok, where do you want to put the bow?" he asked.
Wes didn't know, but Seamus helped her decide that around her middle was the best spot.
Finally, Wes stepped into the box and Seamus put the lid on. Then he Wingardium Leviosa-ed her down to the Slytherin common room before hurriedly running away.
Wes only had to wait 10 minutes for someone to find her. She heard a voice call, "Draco, you've got a massive present!"
"Really?" came Draco's voice.
Wes felt herself levitated up and then sat down again. She had to wait another 5 minutes before Draco took the box's lid off.
When he saw Wes he screamed and backed away. Wes rose out of the box and happily noticed no one else was in the common room.
"W-Wes," stammered Draco. "YOU'RE my present?!"
"Yep!" beamed Wes. "Aren't ya gonna unwrap me?" she asked, motioning to her bow.
Draco hurried towards her. He stepped in front of her and reached his hands around back of her to untie the bow. Wes looked at his face which was inches from hers.
Draco was done untying her bow by now, but he hadn't moved yet. Instead he was staring at Wes in much the same way she was staring at him.
Wes cautiously moved her face forward a little. Draco did the same. They paused, then Wes kissed him. She gave him a quick little peck then moved her face away. Draco licked his lips, then used his hands to bring her face close to his once again before preceding to kiss her again.
~*~
"Do you think this looks all right?" asked Lavender.
Parvati studied Lavender's clothes and nodded.
"Good," said Lavender.
Parvati went back to styling Kylie's hair.
~*~
Draco finally let go of Wes and whispered, "You're the best Christmas present I've ever gotten."
"I'm glad you like me," Wes smiled.
"How could I not in that outfit!" groaned Draco.
Wes looked down at the leather. "I really like it."
"Speaking of which, I have a Christmas present for you, also."
"Aw, Draco, you're the best!"
"I know," he said, handing her a box.
Wes looked at the card which read "Happy Christmas, Wes! From the guy who gave you your favorite leather outfit, here's something you can wear under it! Love, Draco."
She paused, then looked at him. "You gave me this outfit?"
Draco smiled, and blushed. "Yes."
Wes grinned and reached over to hug him.
He hugged her back, then said, "Open it!'
Wes tore open the box and pulled out a sexy piece of black lingerie. She looked to Draco, who was grinning devilishly. She smiled and said, "I love it! Should I go try it on for you?"
Draco heartily agreed to this and told Wes she could change in his room.
~*~
Kylie rushed down to Oliver's office after she finished getting ready. She knocked on the door.
"Enter!" Oliver called.
Kylie opened the door and skipped in. "Hello, Oliver!" she said, joyfully. "Happy Christmas!"
"Happy Christmas to you too! You look nice," he said, smiling.
"Thank you!"
"I have a present for you," said Oliver.
"Ooo, me too. For you I mean!" Kylie replied motioning to the box she held.
"Let's open them at the same time," Oliver suggested.
"Okay!" Kylie said, gleefully. "On 3, we'll open them. One, two, three!"
Kylie and Oliver tore open their presents and each pulled out mistletoe.
"Wicked," said Kylie. "Thanks."
"Yeah, thanks, too," Oliver laughed.
"Soooo. . ."
"Yeah. . ."
"I wanna put use to my present," said Kylie, shyly.
"Me too," Oliver replied.
He stepped closer to Kylie, who swallowed nervously.
"Don't be scared," Oliver said, soothingly.
He stepped even closer to her and leaned his head forward. Kylie stood there, petrified. In the last instant before their lips touched, Oliver looked straight into her eyes, whispered, "I love you, you know," and then he kissed her.
Kylie melted into him. She was in complete bliss until he pulled away.
"That was. . . fantastic," Kylie told him, dreamily.
"Thanks," Oliver replied, roguishly.
"You know, I'm very glad you were my first kiss. I don't think I minded having to wait 17 years for that," Kylie sighed.
Oliver's smile slowly faded.
"What?" asked a worried Kylie.
"Oh no, you're a minor!" wailed Oliver.
Just then, the door burst open and Draco ran in!
"Someone call for a hero?" he asked. "When someone says "OH NO!" in comes Draco!"
"What?" asked a baffled Sean.
"You didn't call for me?" said Draco.
"No. . ."
"Oh. . ."
~*~
Meanwhile, Wes was running through the school looking for Draco who had run off.
"OH NO!" she yelled. "Draco, where the hell are you?!"
As she turned the corner she smacked into Seamus and they fell to the floor, Seamus on top. He looked down at her and noticed her black lingerie.
"Wes!" he said. "Wow!"
Wes angrily tried to push him off her. He wouldn't budge.
"Oh no!" Wes groaned.
~*~
Back in Oliver's office, Draco's Hero Sense went haywire.
"AH!" he yelled. "Wes! I'm coming!" And he dashed out.
Kylie looked at Oliver, who frowned and sat at his desk.
"I'm 18 in less than a month," she said, hopefully.
"Ok then, once you're 18 let me know and we can do whatever you want. Until then, we best not do anything," Oliver said, sadly.
"Why not?" Kylie pouted.
"Because I'm a teacher. I have to set an example."
"Oh."
~*~
Draco was running down the halls searching for Wes. "WES!" he bellowed.
There was no reply. Suddenly, Draco remembered a game Wes had taught him.
"MARCO!" he roared.
Then, faintly, he heard a "Polo!"
"Marco!" he yelled again, walking.
"Polo!" The voice was a bit louder now.
"Marco!"
"Polo!"
"Marco!"
"Polo!"
"Marco!"
"Polo!"
"MARCO!"
"POLO!!!"
Draco rounded a corner to find Seamus sprawled across his scantily clad Wes.
"Wesleigh Ann Marie Margaret Natalia Victoria Ramona Abigail Rachel Rebecca Wynonna Yvonne Claire Nicole Sarah Lynn Ashley Gwendolyn Sally Beatrice Lauren Amanda Samantha Katherine Stephanie Susan Alicia Jill Angela Hannah Tine Meagan Reese Renee Grace Mary Delia Desdemona Virginia Taylor!" Draco yelled. "What is going on here?"
Wes managed to look at Draco. "You remembered my name!" she cried. "You really do love me!"
Draco blushed as Seamus grimaced.
"Well, what can I say, you're a new drug and I'm addicted," Draco replied roguishly.
"Great. Now how about getting this slug away from me," Wes said, calmly.
"Right," Draco said as he whipped out his wand and said, "Castrate Totalus!"
Seamus howled as the guilty member rolled off.
"Ewwww!" howled Wes as Seamus's favorite part rolled onto her stomach. She jumped up and ran behind Draco.
"My manhood! My pride and joy! Gone forever!" Seamus roared. He grabbed his parts and ran to the hospital wing.
"Draco you saved my life again!" called Wes as she hugged him from behind. "But I feel so unclean!"
"Ah, come on the, we'll get you a shower," said Draco.
"Er, Draco? Could I maybe borrow your robes in case we run into anyone?" she asked pointing to her scantily clad self.
"Right!" said Draco as he took off his robes, leaving himself in the shirt and trousers and covered Wes up.
Draco took her back to his private room in the Slytherin House (he is a Malfoy after all) which included his own bathroom. He left her to herself while he went back into his bedroom and sat on the bed.
While Wes was in the shower, Draco kept hearing her scream out, "SO UNCLEAN!!!!!!" at random moments.
She took about a ½ hour shower and finally came into his bedroom dressed in a towel. Steam billowed out of the bathroom when she opened the door and he skin looked a bit red.
"I used HOT water," she explained. "My skin hurts."
"I'm sorry," said Draco, blushing at her towel.
"Oh, yeah, I need my leather outfit," Wes explained, pointing to where it was rolled up on the floor.
"I'll get it," Draco offered. He picked it up, walked it over to her, and handed it to her.
Wes smiled, gave him a quick kiss, then walked back into the bathroom.
"Hey, Draco!" Wes said a few minutes later as she walked out of the bathroom. "Can you tie this for me? Kylie usually ties it but seeing as she's not here. . ."
"I'd be glad to," Draco replied a little too enthusiastically.
"Great. . . . no, that's too tight."
"Oops, sorry," Draco said, breathing on the back of her neck. Wes shivered. "You don't really need to wear it. I don't mind."
"Oh, Draco, you're too kind. But it's a wee bit drafty so I think I'll just keep it on."
"Oh. . . okay."
"So, why do you have a room to yourself?"
"Because I'm a Malfoy, and Malfoy's deserve the best!"
"That's why you have me!" Wes beamed.
"Yep! You're mine. You belong to me. . . you were my Christmas present after all," Draco grinned.
Wes giggled. "I belong to a minor!"
"You don't mind that fact?"
"Nope. I'm a naughty girl!"
Draco smirked. "We'll see about that."
Wes coughed and said, "You know, if you ever got thrown out of your family, you'd probably die from shock of being like everyone else."
"It wouldn't happen. The only way I could ever get thrown out of the family is if I got involved with someone that wasn't Pureblood or a Muggle. . . someone like. . . you. . . OH MY GOD!!!!" Draco choked on air.
"No one knows about us!!"
"Weasley knows and so does Kylie! Weasley could tell his mum, who is distantly related to my mum who would tell my dad and. . . and. . and. . ."
"Kylie and Ron don't really know about us!! They haven't actually seen us, you know, kiss and stuff!"
Draco gave her a look.
"And Mrs. Weasley already knows!"
"Excuse me? WHAT??!"
"Oh, that's not a good thing. . . right, sorry!"
"How does SHE know??!"
"I don't know but I got a sweater for my birthday that said, "W loves D" on it."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Just then a black owl swooped menacingly into the room carrying a scarlet envelope.
"What's that?" asked Wes.
"It's a Howler," Draco whispered, backing away from the owl.
Wes went and took the envelope form the owl, which swooped back out the window.
"O-open it for me," Draco whimpered.
Wes carefully opened the sealed envelope and promptly dropped it as it opened up.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy!" bellowed the envelope. "If I hear one more word about this despicable nonsense of you consorting with a MUGGLE I will be forced to take drastic measures! You are a Malfoy! You should fall for someone of a nice pureblooded family! Not a Muggle who is related to the WEASLEY'S!!! I want this girl out of your life, pronto! I don't care if you, GOD FORBID, love her, just dump her or the Dark Lord will come to kill her in front of you!"
The envelope burst into flames. Draco cowered in the corner of his room. Wes ran over to him and hugged him tightly.
"Draco, who was that?" she asked.
"My d-dad," he whispered, shaking in her arms.
Wes looked at him. "Draco," she began.
"Wes," he interrupted. "Wes. . . I - I have to comply. If I don't, he'll have you killed!"
"But I'll die if we aren't together!" protested Wes.
"Wes, it's the only way! We have to forget about each other!"
"NO! We can't!"
"We HAVE to!"
Wes glared at him. "We just found each other, Draco! You're going to throw this all away just because you're frightened of your dad!? You've saved my life twice and you always act so macho-ly. . . you're such a girl!"
"I am not!"
"Then stand up to your dad!"
"But. . . but he's scary! All that long blonde hair. . ."
"What? So you're scared of Elves?" cried Wes. "What kind of hero are you?!"
"Hey! I saved your life twice! You said so yourself!"
"Yes, but I'M willing to stand up to your dad!"
"You don't know him. Everyone's scared of him. He. . . he. . . he's a Death Eater!"
"Well, I don't taste good. He can't hurt me."
Draco paused his worrying for a split second to say to Wes, "You do too taste good."
Wes glared at him. "Don't change the subject! Stand up to your dad!"
"But. . . but. . . but. . ." Draco protested, pitifully.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! I don't give a damn about whatever the Dark Lord will do. He doesn't scare me, neither does you father. I love you! If people have a problem with it, then screw them! Love conquers all. So, ha! I stay. I won't leave, you can't make me!" Wes bellowed, obviously angry.
"Fine. You win. I'll stand up to him. But I warned you. If anything happens. . . I don't know. You're special. I don't know what I'd do without you. I can do this."
"I knew you'd see it my way!" Wes said. She kissed him passionately then skipped out of the dormitory, leaving Draco alone and in shock.
~*~
"I'm sorry, Finnigan," Madam Pomfrey was saying. "I can regrow bones. . . but not. . . your manhood."
"Aw, crap!"
~*~
A/N: HAHA!! Seamus got his ickle penis cut off! MWHAHAHAHAHa!
Yeah, we love the word "roguishly" now. Fun stuff.
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