My Heart Belongs to You
Chapter 6
By Serene Riddle
A/N: Standard disclaimer applies. Please read and review.
The next morning it was Christmas Eve. Surprisingly, the Malfoy family preferred to keep the holiday with just family, not with a large gathering like the other night. While other wizarding families had large gatherings and parties, the Malfoys had a dinner and sat around the fire talking.
Draco and Lucius left early in the morning to finish their present shopping. The women stayed at the house to wrap the presents that already had been bought.
Hermione carefully wrapped the new chess set for Harry and the Quidditch team trivia book for Ron. For Ginny, she had gotten a beautiful dark red notebook and quill set, to replace the one that Tom Riddle had ruined. She wrote a long letter to her parents and sent them a 'normal' picture. A silk scarf for her mother, a new set of golf balls for her father. Hermione sighed softly to herself. It had been a while since she'd seen them, and she missed them. Resolving to ask Nacrissa about seeing them later, she began to send the owls off. Star took her parent's gifts personally.
Making her way downstairs, Hermione thought back to the night before. It had felt so right to be close to Draco. And he had carried her…
Hermione now was aware of a part of Draco very few people knew. She smiled happily to herself.
"Hermione, the men should be home soon. We should get ready for supper." Nacrissa said, coming out from the dining room. "I had the elves draw a hot bath for you. Oh, and do be careful with the mistletoe, it's charmed. You won't be able to move until someone kisses you."
Hermione smirked. "Alright. Trust me, you won't catch me under that mistletoe!"
Nacrissa laughed lightly. "You never know. It might just sneak up on you!"
Both women laughed and went their separate ways.
Draco and Lucius had spent the day shopping for gifts. Things for his parents, his blunder-head friends, (Goyle and Crabbe) had been easy enough, but Hermione was quite a task. He had scourged every store for the perfect gift. He didn't even know why, but he wanted it to be special to her. He crossed off books- they were too plain and boring. Notebooks and quills weren't exactly her cup of tea, were they? Clothes was definitely out of the question. Trinkets and figurines were boring and did nothing except collect dust. Potions were tiring and confusing.
Finally, Draco stopped in front of a store to think. What to get her? What was there left? Turning to look in the store windows, Draco saw something sparkle. That was it! It was perfect! Going in and purchasing it, Draco smirked. Hermione would really like this.
The two men arrived home in time for dinner. Hermione and Nacrissa looked up when they came in, pausing in their conversation. Hermione simply smiled at Draco. She had been telling Nacrissa what she got him.
"Welcome back, you made it just in time." Nacrissa said, grinning impishly and gesturing them to sit.
"Dinner should be out in a few minutes. How was your day?"
Lucius slipped into his seat beside his wife and smiled. "It was good. Found everything we needed."
Draco smirked and slid next to Hermione. She blushed a little when his arm brushed against hers. Dinner went by with holiday chatter about decorating the tree and presents. Hermione quietly interrupted.
"Excuse me…Lucius?"
"Yes Hermione?" Lucius said, looking at her.
"Would it be okay, if sometime later, before the holiday ends, I could go see my parents?"
Lucius smiled warmly at her. "Of course. How about this coming weekend?"
Hermione lit up. "Really? That'd be great! Thank you so much!"
'She really misses her parents.' Draco thought, watching her chatter excitedly about how she couldn't wait, she really wanted her parents to meet the Malfoys.
After supper was over, they all headed into the living room. A cheerful blazing fire was in the fireplace, and a giant evergreen stood in the corner, the flames casting dancing shadows on it. Hermione gaped.
"It's…huge! We get to decorate all of it?!"
Draco chuckled. "Yep. All of it."
Hermione grinned. "Yay!"
The two spent a good hour and a half getting all the jewels and baubles on the tree. Hermione and Draco batted each other with strings of popcorn and teasingly bickered with each other about where to put some of the decorations. Presents were placed under the tree with much questioning about who got what, while the teens battled it out. For the final touch, Lucius let Hermione place the star atop the tree. Stepping back to admire it, Hermione smiled. She hadn't felt this happy in a while.
Nacrissa smiled and got up, pushing the two teens out of the room.
"To bed with you! You were up late last night and I don't need a grumpy Christmas!" She proclaimed, shooing them out. The teens laughed.
"Yes mam'!" They chorused, heading upstairs. Stopping before Hermione's door, Draco smiled.
"Night, Mione."
"Night Draco." Hermione replied, taking a step in. Confusion washed over her features. "Draco? I can't move."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Draco also tried to move, but found he couldn't take a step either.
Both teens looked up. There, above them, hung mistletoe. Hermione's eyes widened and she blushed. Draco shook his head.
"Let me guess. My mom charmed them?"
Hermione bit her lip, nodding. Draco studied her for a moment, then took her face gently in his hands. Hermione looked at him, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes fluttered closed as Draco leaned closer and kissed her.
The kiss was soft and sweet. Hermione's arms subconsciously went around his neck, holding onto him. Draco's arms slid down her slides, resting on her waist. He nipped her lower lip, causing her to give a small gasp, enough for him to enter to her mouth. Hermione responded eagerly and willingly, deepening the kiss. The mistletoe had long since gone, deeming it's job done.
The two parted when need for air came apparent, breathing heavily. Hermione looked at him in slight shock, her lips swollen. Draco looked surprised and stared at her for a moment.
"….I'm….Sorry…Didn't…"
Hermione put a finger to his lips and smiled. "It's okay. Really. Draco, I…" She paused, looking at her feet.
Draco gave her a quizzical look. "You what?"
"Draco…I love you." She said softly.
The blonde boy stared at her for a moment in silence. Hermione felt tears prick at her eyes. This was exactly what she thought would happen. Suddenly, she whipped around and ran into her room. Draco touched his lips, still momentarily stunned, and followed her in.
"Hermione?"
A muffled 'go away' came from the pile of blankets on the bed. Draco shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed. "Hermione, come out. Please?" He said softly.
Hermione's eyes peered out from the edge of the blankets. "You hate me, don't you? Stupid little mud blood that I am." Hermione mumbled, full of sadness. Draco quirked an eyebrow.
"How could I hate you?"
Hermione furrowed her brow, confused. "Because I'm a mud blood."
Draco tugged the blankets off her and pulled her into a sitting position. "I don't hate you, Hermione. Not at all. Actually, for a while now, I've been confused. But I think I solved what I've been feeling."
Hermione looked at him, nervous and hopeful at the same time, holding her breath.
Draco smirked. "Hermione, I love you."
Hermione squealed and lunged at him, hugging him. Draco chuckled and hugged her back.
"Sorry for being such a prat these past few years." He apologized.
"It's okay…Because it's you, Draco."
Draco smiled and kissed her forehead. "My Mione."
Hermione smiled up at him. "My dragon."
