1Disclaimer: Ay, ay, ay. I have no idea what to say here anymore. I don't own the stuff in this story. Some would say that I own the plot, but who cares! Read the story before suing me.
Who Opened the Dragon's Heart
Chapter 17
Also known as the two titled chapter: Christmas Time is Here and Draco Finally Gets Some
A/N: Warning, there are Christian Christmas song lyrics used in this chapter, I sincerely hope that this does not offend any of you. If so I am terribly sorry.
"All right!" Molly Weasley exclaimed as the Weasley's finished singing Ding Dong! Merrily on High. "What's next?"
"Oy!" Fred exclaimed. "It's time for George's and me's Twelve Days of Christmas."
"Oh bloody hell!" Ron moaned. "Can't you come up with a new song?" It was a Weasley tradition for the twins to sing the Twelve Days of Christmas.
"Actually, Ronnikens. We did," Fred answered. "Start playin' Mum."
"On the first day of Christmas, my drive through gave to me: a Big Bacon Classic with cheese," George sang with the piano.
The twins switched off and Fred sang, "On the second day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
The twins then sang together, "On the third day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
George than sang, "On the fourth day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
"On the fifth day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Five onion rings, Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese," Fred belted out.
Together the twins sang, "On the sixth day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Six chocolate milkshakes, Five onion rings, Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
Taking over, George began to sing, "On the seventh day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Seven pints of cole slaw, Six chocolate milkshakes, Five onion rings, Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
Linking arms with George, Fred continued, "On the eighth day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Eight bowls of chili, Seven pints of cole slaw, Six chocolate milkshakes, Five onion rings, Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
At the same time Fred and George sang, "On the ninth day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Nine Polish hot dogs, Eight bowls of chili, Seven pints of cole slaw, Six chocolate milkshakes, Five onion rings, Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
George lead on with the song, "On the tenth day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Ten baked potatoes, Nine Polish hot dogs, Eight bowls of chili, Seven pints of cole slaw, Six chocolate milkshakes, Five onion rings, Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
Fred took up where George left off, "On the eleventh day of Christmas my drive through gave to me: Eleven pounds of blubber, Ten baked potatoes, Nine Polish hot dogs, Eight bowls of chili, Seven pints of cole slaw, Six chocolate milkshakes, Five onion rings, Four Egg McMuffins, Three Biggie Fries, Two Happy Meals, and a Big Bacon Classic with cheese."
George came back in for the final verse and sang with Fred, "On the twelfth day of Christmas my drive through gave to me:"
"Twelve bags of pepto!" Fred sang out.
"Eleven pounds of blubber!" George caroled.
"Ten baked potatoes!"
"Nine Polish hot dogs!"
"Eight bowls of chili!"
"Seven pints of cole slaw!"
"Six chocolate milk shakes!"
"Five onion rings!"
"Four Egg McMuffins!"
"Three Biggie Fries!"
"Two Happy Meals!"
"And a Big Bacon Classic with cheese!" Fred and George finished together.
"Bravo!" Ginny shouted as she applauded. The other Weasley's joined in. Molly rose from the piano bench and together she, Fred and George bowed. The revelry continued on for a few more minutes until Molly felt it was time to interrupt.
"Calm down, now," Molly interrupted. "Its Ginny's turn. Come on, dear. Grace us with your song."
Even though Ginny did this every year in front of her family, she was still nervous. She looked at her mother, Molly took her cue and sat down on the piano bench and began the introduction. Ginny began to sing, enrapturing her audience with her dulcet tones. "What child is this, who, laid to rest, on Mary's lap is sleeping? In time, Ginny reached the end, closing her eyes she paused and sang again, barely audible, "The Babe, the Son of Mary!"
"Absolutely stunning, honey," Arthur Weasley spoke after Ginny had finished.
"Dad certainly said it right," Bill added. "That was your best performance yet."
"Superb, Gin," Ron complimented as he hugged her, then headed up for bed.
"You really need to stop topping me and George's performances, Gin," Fred joked giving Gin a quick ruffle of her hair. He and George then headed upstairs to bed.
"I better head up to bed too. See you all in the morning," Gin spoke as she went around and gave the family still left in the room a hug. As soon as Ginny reached her bedroom, she glanced at her clock. "Damn!" She swore out. "Still another two hours!" Ginny had decided to hold true to Draco, or whoever's, wishes and not open the gifts until Christmas. And that was why she had resolved to stay up until midnight and tear through the wrapping paper as soon as the clock had finished chiming.
Ginny stared at the clock watching the second hand rotate slowly around the clock's face. A watched pot never boils, Ginny thought to herself. How true. Unable to think of something to pass the time with Ginny looked around her bedroom. She saw on her bedside table a gift from one of her friends, Luna Lovegood. A book entitled, How to Make Yourself Look Like a Model With Just a Few Incantations. Not something Ginny would usually want or use, but it could come in handy. Like right now when she was really bored.
Ginny grabbed the book and sat down on her bed and flipped randomly through the book. She stopped at a page where a girl was having her hair curled into cute little ringlets. That'd be nice, Ginny thought, but I'd first have to straighten my hair out. Ginny had been blessed, or cursed in her opinion, with hair that every girl would die for. Her hair was full, yet silky and soft, and long, down to the middle of her back, and filled with a natural waviness. It was the hair of the women in the sultry romance novels, hair that men loved to run their fingers through. Ginny searched for the hair straightening spell mentioned in the book, she performed the somewhat simple spell and watched as the waviness left her hair. She turned back to the page with the ringlets. She placed the tip of her wand strategically at different places on her head and magically ringlets appeared. Ginny looked in the mirror on her vanity stand. Definitely a cute look for me, Ginny thought, commenting on the way her hair was done.
Ginny turned the page and gasped as she saw the most perfect up-do. Straightening the ringlets out of her hair she began to work on entrancing her hair up in the hairstyle. It took her half an hour to get it right but as Ginny turned to face the mirror she saw that the hard work was most definitely worth it. The curly wisps of hair that had been left from the up-do framed her face perfectly and made her look almost angelic like. Most of her hair had been pulled back and curled into bigger ringlets, and some of the ringlets were hanging loosely while others were magically pinned in certain sections around the area pulled back. (FIX THIS!) I definitely have to use this sometime, Ginny decided. Who knows, maybe if things advance with Draco he'll get to see me with my hair like this. Ginny began to imagine all the possible things that could happen in the future, especially if things with Draco did heat up. The thoughts pleased Ginny and soon her eyelids began to droop, heavy from the weight of exhaustion. "Maybe for just a little bit," Ginny murmured as she rested her head on her pillow.
Ginny awoke with a start as the grandfather clock began to chime. Ginny glanced at her clock, it read 12:02. Perfect, Ginny thought. She moved off of her bed to get the gifts. Deciding to open the bigger of the two first she proceeded to try and open the gift. Unfortunately the wrapping paper wouldn't even take a scratch. "Gosh darn it!" Ginny exclaimed, aggravated that it wouldn't open. "It's Christmas! Let me open it!" She furiously tore at the tape, causing the wrapping paper to fall off of the gift. "Oh," Ginny spoke sheepishly. Nervously she undid the rest of the wrapping paper. "Here goes nothing," she whispered as she opened the box. "Oh, dear Lord," Ginny gasped as she saw what lay in the box. Slowly she pulled out cloth and held it out in front of her. "An invisibility cloak?" Ginny asked, astonished. "I can't believe it." Ginny rose from the bed and wrapped the cloak around her, she then looked in her mirror and saw nothing. "Where in the world did he get this? And why would he give it to me?"
She walked back to her back and nervously began to open the little box. After she got all of the paper off of the present, she stared at the box, unable to guess what might be inside. Slowly she lifted the lid of the box and pulled out the cotton that was covering her gift. Ginny gasped as she saw what lay beneath the cotton. Cautiously Ginny pulled out the silver necklace. Shock filled every feature of Ginny's face as she stared at the necklace laying in her hand. Even by the pale light of her bedroom lamp the dragon's eyes glittered and winked at Ginny. Carefully Ginny fastened the chain around her neck and walked up to the mirror to admire her new jewelry. "Without a doubt," Ginny whispered as she gazed into her mirror, "these gifts are from Draco. Who else would give me a necklace with a dragon pendant?" She walked back to her bed and magically undid her hair. As she uncovered her bed she began to smile. "Draco Malfoy gave this to me," Ginny whispered, still in shock. Ginny climbed into bed and turned off the light. "He is my dragon," she whispered before falling asleep.
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Draco Malfoy woke up on Christmas morning quite nervous. Unable to know if Ginny liked the presents he sent or even if she was going to open them was wreaking havoc on Draco's mind. At least he knew she was talking to him. Draco was afraid that Malachi had returned with another rejection but when he saw what Ginny had written on the paper a smile had come over his face and had never left. "Don't worry, Draco," he spoke to himself as he rose out of bed and prepared for his shower. After thoroughly washing himself (A/N: sorry for not being detailed about Draco naked in the shower, girls) he stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. "My Little Pony," Draco laughed as he began to dress. He headed downstairs for Christmas breakfast. Christmas breakfast in the Malfoy house was the same as any other breakfast except there was a few sprigs of holly placed around the table to give it a festive appearance.
"Happy Christmas," Draco spoke as he entered the dining room.
"Happy Christmas, Draco darling," Narcissa answered as she gave Draco a kiss on the cheek.
"What Christmas party are we going to first?" Draco asked as he began to fill his plate with food.
"We are expected to be at the Parkinson Christmas party at 11:30," Lucius harshly answered. "We then are to be at the Blaise's. Followed by the Christmas party at the Avery's."
"Sounds like another fun filled Christmas day," Draco spoke, trying to hide the contempt in his voice.
"A very special Christmas day," Lucius growled back. "I would like to speak with you in the library after you have finished with your breakfast."
"Very well," Draco answered back, returning to his meal. After a few more minutes of silence Lucius rose from the table and left the room.
"I know you may not be happy to hear what Lucius has to say," Narcissa noticed, "but realize that what he says is very important. And even if you may not want to do as he says, you should do it gracefully with the Black elegance."
"Just as long as I don't have to marry anyone," Draco muttered as he left the table. In no rush Draco took a languid pace to reach the library. Arriving at the library he rapped on the door and then pushed it open.
"Sit down," Lucius commanded as Draco walked into the room. Draco sat down on one of the chairs positioned in front of the massive fireplace. Lucius walked towards where Draco sat and stood in front of him. "It is to my understanding that you are currently not in a relationship. Except for those whores that you sleep with every now and then," Lucius growled. Cassius Parkinson and I believe that it would be most beneficial if our two children would unite our two bloodlines. Because of that you are to go with us to the Parkinson's party, as planned, and while you are there you are to propose to Miss Parkinson the union of the two of you."
All the blood seemed to have left from Draco's face. This was the last thing that Draco had ever expected Lucius to say to him. Draco had come in here expecting Lucius to discuss Draco receiving the Dark Mark. But this? Rage began to creep up and fill Draco's body. Just when he was feeling something for Ginny, his father had to go and command him to date some nasty little pug. "Is that all that you wish from me?" Draco sneered.
"Yes, that is all that I need of you," Lucius barked. "Now leave me!"
"Gladly," Draco muttered as he left the library. He then headed up to his room in order to prepare for Parkinson's Christmas Party.
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"Welcome Mister Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy, and young Mister Malfoy," the valet greeted the Malfoy's as they entered the Parkinson's parlor. "The party is straight through those doors." He indicated to the doors that would open to the grand ballroom. The Malfoy's looked like ever the perfect, happy family as they entered the room, Lucius with his perfect sneer, Narcissa with her smug expression, and Draco with a face devoid of all emotion.
The Parkinson's were standing a few feet from the entrance of the ballroom, placed so they may greet their guests. "Lucius!" Cassius exclaimed as he saw the Malfoy's enter the room. "I was wondering when you would get here. You spoke with your son?" Lucius nodded. "Excellent. And Narcissa, you are quite the vision today."
"Thank you, Cassius," Narcissa answered, she then turned to Ardelle Parkinson and the two began to converse.
"Draco," Cassius spoke to Draco, "I believe Pansy is seated somewhere near the orchestra. I'm sure you two have much to talk about." With this dismissal Draco began to peruse the room. Better get this over with, Draco thought. Where is that stupid little whore?
"Draco!" A voice called out. Draco turned to where he had heard his name called. His eyes fell on Pansy Parkinson, Slytherin's own little slut. She began to walk towards him. "Drakie," Pansy spoke as she ambled up to him. God how I hate when she calls me Drakie. Pansy wrapped her arm around him. "Lord, how I've missed you," Pansy breathed out. "Let's go somewhere alone, my little dragon." Make this convincing, Draco, he commanded himself. Enjoy it. Forget about that nasty little Weasel, a voice spoke to Draco.
"Pansy," Draco spoke, "you read my mind. Do you have any place in mind?"
"Absolutely," Pansy grinned evilly and led Draco away. Not bothering to look inconspicuous the pair of them left the ballroom. "Draco," Pansy breathed into Draco's ear, "I want to continue where we left off that night from so long ago. Do you remember? I was wearing a little black number that I had bought just for you, and I had filled your room with candles and we would have made love by the light of those candles if two goons hadn't interrupted us." Draco remembered, oh yes, Draco remembered. And at that second he had been trying to forget, he had been trying to remember Ginny. His lovely little red vixen. But whether he wanted to or not, Pansy was just too good at this type of thing. Besides, Draco tried to reason with himself, Ginny and I have never been in a relationship. Pansy and I are as of today a couple. Ginny will understand. Besides, what does she want with a Slytherin anyway? "Draco?" Pansy whispered, breaking Draco's thoughts. "You remember right?"
"Pansy," Draco breathed heavily, "how could I forget?" Draco brought Pansy's lips up to his roughly and kissed her quite thoroughly. "Now, where is your bedroom?" Draco asked, intent on fulfilling the aching desire that he felt.
"Why Draco, you naughty boy," Pansy giggled evilly. "You seem to want me pretty badly." She felt where his pants were growing tighter. "Very badly. And since you seem to need me so badly try and catch me." With that she began to run down the corridor. Intent on receiving his prize Draco raced after her. Pansy seemed to be leading him all throughout her massive home.
"If you're not naked when I find you Pansy, I will seriously be upset with you!" Draco shouted down a new corridor. Up ahead Pansy turned down yet another corridor and as Draco turned down the same corridor he discovered a black dress robe laying in a heap on the floor, which could only mean one thing. Draco searched for Pansy in this corridor but was disappointed to find it empty. "Where are you Parkinson?" Draco called out.
"Don't tell me you're going to give up, Draco," her voice answered down towards the end. "Cause I must say I'd be thoroughly disappointed if you did."
"You know us Malfoy's," Draco spoke, following her voice. "We never, ever give up." Draco turned the handle of the door that he was sure she was behind.
"Took you long enough, Malfoy," Pansy spoke from her place on her bed.
"You have no idea," Draco answered as he stalked over to her. Pansy was nearly naked, wearing only a black lace bra with matching panties. He crawled on top of her bed and slithered over to where she lay. Placing himself above her he spoke, "I may not have done this in a while, Pansy. But I do believe that if you want to be truly satisfied you should be naked."
"Oh how right you are Draco," Pansy answered as she removed the rest of her clothing. "Tell me Draco. Does this mean what I think it means?"
"Yes, Pansy. You have finally become the girlfriend of Draco Malfoy, Slytherin's Sex God," Draco spoke, crashing his lips onto hers.
A/N: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH::ducks flying objects: Don't kill me! PLEASE! Let me explain! Please! You'll understand it all, in the future. I promise! Please don't stop reading! Please! Just wait for the next chapter, I swear it will get better! Do not doubt me.
Now, in case you were all wondering, Draco may say that he's had sex before and blah blah blah, but he really hasn't ever. He's still a virgin, well now...Maybe not. But before this chapter he was most definitely a virgin.
How were the Christmas Carols? A bit much? I hope they didn't aggravate anybody. The Twelve Days of Christmas is a fast food version that I found while searching for some funny song for George and Fred to sing for Christmas.
I couldn't remember if we ever learned the names of Pansy's parents. So I made up two names. Well I didn't make them up, I went to and looked at their Latin names. I use that site a lot.
All right, winners for the section break sounds are Hidden-Tales4Evea and Calla-ForEvEa, who have pretty similar names.
I was so close to having 200 reviews before I updated but I was unfortunately 3 reviews away. :'( Of course now all my reviews are going to be mean, horrible reviews that say how cruel I am. So on to the "final" thank you's.
Thank you's:
KuTiExAzNxAnGeL: I know I won't be getting lots of thanks for this chapter. My apologies. Stick with me though!
bigreader: Lol, I thank you for all of the gifts, but you're going to take all of them back aren't you? Give me more gifts and I'll fix everything! Well depending on how awesome the gifts are.
Emo-Kitty: I updated pretty soon, 4 days. But you didn't like this chapter, did you::sigh: It shall be fixed.
Iced Faerie: I'm even more evil now, aren't I? Lol. You don't like me anymore. I can tell. Give me another chance.
padfootedmoony: I'm glad you liked Ginny's reaction, I was hoping and praying someone would. Don't be mad at me. Pwease?
DoRxTeR PuP: I have incredible talent? Wow, I am flattered to the 90th degree. Thank you for reading, and keep reading, even after this chapter.
Ohepelss Oramtnci: Did you like this chapter? Or do you want to throttle me right now? I understand if you do, but if you kill me, do know that you'll never find out what happens in the end.
Masa: I hope the birds sounds didn't irritate you. :( I made you start reading HP ff, and this has made you believe in the D/G pairing? I am so unbelievably flattered! You're awesome. Stay with me for this story though, even if you lose hope, keep reading.
Calla-ForEvEa: You won! Yay! You're going to kill me for this chapter, I can feel it. But don't, that's all I ask of you. Well that and to keep reading and reviewing. :)
J: Thank you for reading, and especially reviewing. It makes me happy. I'm glad you're liking the story a lot.
Amelia: I'm glad you're liking the story. How did you know that all of the bad things were going to happen in this chapter? You know, I should lie and tell all the other readers that you're the reason Pansy created the mess that she did. They would all HATE you. Lol, I'm just kidding. I had this chapter planned out a while back, and you seemed to be the only one who knew it was coming. Great insight!
Dree: Nope, I only got one of your reviews. But I'm glad you resent it. I wonder if you caught Ginny's hasty reply in this chapter. Did you? You're a pretty smart cookie if you did. I bet it's not what you were thinking, was it? Keep reading. It will get better!
Sugapop8110: WONDERFUL REVIEWER! You're real nice. Hehe. Keep reading though. Don't doubt me. I will come through.
Kali Lestrange: Ok, now you've either killed your little brother, or you've killed me. I really hope it's your brother who gets killed. No offense Kali's little brother. Read the next chapter, everything will be fine.
d: I'm glad you how I'm writing it. You still like it after this chapter, right? I really hope so.
D: Draco should play piano for Ginny, gotcha, saving to memory bank.
Hidden-Tales4evea: Yay! You won! You screamed again, didn't you? But remember your sound won! Lol. Yes on the cookies, no on the soda. I have now gone 3 months without soda, and absolute miracle for me. Let's just say I belong CBA, Carbonated Beveragaholics Anonymous. ;)
Kaori: Yay. I will take all of your considerations into...consideration. I was going to have the perfect word there, and then I went brain dead. :sigh: I'm glad you're liking the story. Stick with me though, it will get better. I'm glad you're addicted.
Kuroi Tenshi - Dark Angel: Do you still like Draco's character? Or do you want to claw my eyes out? I'm really happy you love the story.
Chantal J: This was a brilliant chapter, was it? Two in a row, and then that muck. I have your themes written down and I will use them, promise. Aren't the presents awesome? I really like them. There what I would want if I was in Ginny's place.