"Father Christmas"

By: Syden
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Draco/Ginny, Hermione/Blaise, and Ron/OC
Summary: Ginny decides to creep downstairs on Christmas Eve, hoping to run into Santa Clause. Who she finds is pretty unexpected. A Malfoy?!
Author's Note: A short fluffy fic with tons of cuteness .. Lol .. Enjoy!

"Twas The Night Before Christmas"

Ginevra Molly Weasely rolled around on her bed, clad in only her white silken night dress. She was rather bored of waiting to open her presents. Hermione informed her that morning would soon come and all gifts would be unwrapped; Ginny whined helplessly. She knew not of the presents she had gotten from anyone and knew nothing of who actually got her any offerings.

She groaned loudly and looked over at Hermione's sleeping figure, her chest rising and falling. Ginny snorted. She always slept at eight every night before Christmas, she says it's a muggle tradition. Ginny thought it was quite crazy. Looking at the clock, she groaned even louder. It was only twelve midnight, the same time that Kris Kringle would be upon their house to bestow them with his usual family presents. Molly and Arthur, Ginny's parents, set wards around the tree, not wanting anyone to open them at all. Ginny hated that. It's like they couldn't trust her with the gifts, which they shouldn't.

Finally deciding to get up and go downstairs for something, anything, she propped herself up. She stretched lazily and yawned. Gathering up her blankets, she covered herself, shivering from the cold. Even though it was warm in her house, she still felt a little chilly.

She opened the door to her bedroom and quietly closed it shut not wanting to wake up anyone who was slumbering peacefully. She glided down the steps soundlessly, her little feet being a big advantage to this little midnight charade.

Smiling happily, she sauntered her way over to the kitchen. Almost reaching it, she heard a noise. A creak .. And then a drop of an item. Her body froze. Were her parents awake? What if they would find her down here? She would surely not get any type of gifts in the morning. She let out a small, but big enough breath, her body stiffening by the minute. She didn't want to get caught by her mother. Molly always had a way with punishing her children. Just last Christmas, she scolded Fred by giving him three pounds of what muggles call coal. Hermione helped her in picking out the penalty. Ginny almost laughed at the thought.

She bit her lip and turned around slowly, a new plan forming in her mind. She would simply meet Santa Clause. He'd let her open a gift or two. Of course, everyone knew of him and his one night of going around the world and giving gifts. Only older muggles thought he was fake. Witches and wizards, however, knew better. He was reasonably the real man, his sleigh magicked and his reindeer charmed. He, himself, was a proven wizard, with much more power than everyone can imagine. His heart was pure and his soul was made of hard rock gold. He knew of every desire and want that everyone would ever wish for.

Ginny has never met the man, but came close once. She was nine and she wanted some hot chocolate. She crept to the living room and in a flash, she caught red, black and silver. The moonlight shone brightly over their fireplace, Ginny very confused. She was still a young girl and she knew Santa had white hair, but silver? She didn't make anything of it though.

No one has seen or known who Santa Clause was. He was always very sneaky and cunning when it came to his identity. His home, up in the North Pole, was confiscated, when the wizards found out where it was directly. No such man was found there. Apparently, he lived in a whole different home, somewhere big, so he can store all his things. It was said that a house elf and a young boy would accompany him on some of his trips each year. It was also said that Santa was immortal, but it was proven he was not. He simply passed on the Christmas gift to his oldest son, or if he didn't have any children, he would find a boy, purest of heart to magical ability to.

Ginny was now fully turned around, her blankets cascading down her body. She swallowed and moved closer, the tree now in sight. She mentally cursed the wall that was blocking her view of the jolly man. Meandering nearer, she could now see his arm, piling presents right next to her tree. Somehow, he took the wards off, which was no surprise. He did have more magic than the average wizard.

She took a deep breath and took one more huge step, the wall now next to her and the man in complete sight. Ginny's eyes bugged out. A small house elf, clad in an elf suit, was holding a rather large bag, filled with red colored gifts. Next to him, stood a slim, yet muscular figure, his long silver hair falling over his red ensemble. No hat was sitting on his head and no belly was popping out from his stomach. Ginny's throat went dry.

She watched as the house elf looked at her, fear in his eyes. He called out to his master, causing this Santa Clause to look at her. His body stopped.

Ginny said the first thing that came out of her mouth. "Lu .. Lu .. Lucius Malfoy!?"

Author's Note: So .. what did you think? .. i wanted to write a little x-mas story .. in light of the holidays .. sorry bout my other stories .. my internet broke and now i'm living off my friends' computers .. well .. review .. and i hope you guys enjoyed !! )

as always - fawning over cheese,
chalk & gatorade