Bigreader: Well, he is trying to get away from being evil. So that means he has to treat servants with respect too!

Missy No Grace: haha, no worries, I celebrate Christmas with my family and Yule with my coven…which is a lot like Christmas anyways! Guess what? Tomorrow, Layb and I are going back to the pack! He has so far made a wonderful recovery! Thank you so much for your support! We still have to keep an eye on him in case he gets sick again, and I have to convince the rest of the pack to get a check up, in case one of them is carrying whatever Layb had. I still don't know what made him sick. The vet does, just the name is too complicated for me to pronounce! Lol, You were afraid of wolves? Wow, TV must have corrupted you! Wolves have been given a very bad name. They are pretty gently sociable creatures that prefer growling and showing dominance to violence. They ARE predators though, and ARE dangerous, so it is best to give them their space. Even I have to be careful around the pack. They don't realise how delicate humans are, and tend to play a little rough. And don't even get me started on how dangerous they are when they are eating! Lol, but all in all, wolves are beautiful creatures that should be admired and respected, not feared!

Merry Christmas!

Frogs Rok: Nope, no one knows what Draco got Ginny yet! But you may find out in this chapter!

s.halliwell24: lol! Welcome to the story!!!! Thanks for the review! And here is the next update!

Adnama: Well, I do hope I got you eternally addicted to Draco and Ginny! They are all I read! A LOOOONG time ago, I used to be a Draco Hermione shipper, but I can hardly remember it cuz I've washed out all memory of it with a million different D/G plots! Gods, I love this pairing! Welcome to the story, I hope you liked it! Happy Christmas!

Beckysue2: Aww! What are you talking about? Draco Sherman is a great name! Lol, I wish! Yes, Harry Sherman would be cool! But I'm not so sure about Hermione…Hey, for a girl, how about Ginny? Ginevra Sherman? How cool is THAT? Lol. I'm glad you liked that chapter! And guess what? Layb and I are going back to the pack tomorrow! YAY!

Princess: lol! Thanks for the support! Yes, this will be Christmas day! I hope you enjoy it!

Anonymous: lol, thanks for the review! Welcome to the story!

DarkFaerieyMagick: OMG! totally flips out you have a BOYFRIEND!?!?! CONGRATS!!!!! WOO HOO!!!!! I'm so happy for you! Get lots of kissy snugly time in for Christmas!!! Alright? Lol! I'm so proud!!

Loyal Rose: Well, tomorrow, Layb and I are going to see that pack again for the first time in weeks! We are so excited! And, so in thanks to you, we thought up a Wolf name for you! We came up with Dream Watcher. How's that? I think it fits so perfectly with you! To me, it is like your watching over my dreams, making sure they are safe! You have always been there, and that's the best Christmas present a girl could have! Thank you!

Ashen

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Lady Godiva: All of your questions will be answered in time! Lol, I promise!

Tigereyes92389: lol, same goes for you! If you read the response above, you'll no what I mean! Lol, patience is a virtue! Lol, thanks for the long review though!

MoonlightPrincess: Yes, soon Harry and Pansy are going to talk! I promise!

Chapter 17: Christmas Time

It was the day before Christmas, and Draco had himself promptly locked up in his room again, when Blaise tumbled in through the fireplace. Draco watched as his friend got up from the ground gracefully, and brushed off most of the soot.

"Nice landing." Draco commented from the bed.

"Shut up."

"Nice come back." Draco said again, flicking a bit of ash off his silk comforter.

"Shut up." Draco looked up at Blaise, who was glaring at his shoes.

"What ever it is you are bursting to tell me, I assure you, your shoes do not need to endure that glare for your own cowardice. Tell me what's up." Draco said, he was getting suspicious. Blaise sighed and looked Draco right in the eye.

"Alright, just don't shoot the messenger…or curse him…or hit him…or inflict any bodily harm on him what so ever." Draco rose an eyebrow at Blaise and waited impatiently.

"Spit it out Zabini." Blaise sighed again.

"Lucius knows that your kitten has the ring. He is going to kill her." There was a moment of silence, Draco's face went white and his mouth dropped open.

'Goddess.' He thought, 'Oh Goddess, protect her!'

"Button! Get my stuff ready. Tell my Father I am to meet him in the library immediately. Then, you are coming with me. We are leaving."


Draco walked calmly into the third floor library to meet his father. This library was decorated in a mid evil theme, so most of it was made of stone.

"Father." Draco said, unemotionally.

"Son." Lucius countered Draco's cool formality with a toneless greeting of his own.

"I am leaving for school. Now."

"Why?" His father did not look surprised.

"There are some things about Potter I would like to investigate for the Dark Lord while he is gone. I have been thinking about it all week." Lucius looked at him suspiciously for a moment, then sighed.

"Fine then. Get out of my sight." Draco left with out another word. He couldn't keep himself a secret any more. He needed help.


Harry looked out at the snowy scenery, he had just finished dinner, and every one was going up to bed, even Ginny. He stared at the dark snow for at least another hour before getting up, pulling on his cloak, and heading outside. He sat on the swinging bench in the Garden and watched the stars. He was hoping for a glimpse of Santa Clause, when he felt the wood of the bench shift slightly. He looked over next to him, expecting to see one of the Weaselys or Hermione, and almost called out in surprise as he realised that Pansy Parkinson was sitting next to him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He hissed at her, trying not to wake up the whole house. She looked at him with big black eyes and attempted to look innocent.

"Didn't you miss me?" Harry almost called out again as he realised that he had missed her, and somehow felt happier with her next to him.

"How did you get here?" He asked, deliberately ignoring the question. Pansy shrugged.

"Magic." She answered with a smug little smirk. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Big surprise there." He muttered, and Pansy laughed lightly. Looking up at the stars with him. She pulled a little box out of her cloak pocket and handed it to him. He took it in surprise and Pansy stood up.

"Happy Christmas Harry." She whispered, and turned away.

"Pansy! Wait!" Harry leapt after her and caught her shoulder. She turned around and searched his eyes. Harry blushed a little, but ignored his sudden uncomfort.

"Thanks." He said softly.

"Don't mention it."

"I don't have anything for you," he told her, "I'm going to feel bad now." Pansy smirked at him.

"Maybe this will make you feel better." She stood on her toes and kissed him gently on the lips. He froze in surprise, but as she kissed him again, he relaxed and snaked his arms around her back, and deepened the kiss. Both were oblivious to the cold air cutting through their hair or the snow soaking through their boots. They were to absorbed in the heat of each other's mouths, loving the feeling of not being alone for once in their lives.


Ginny shot up in bed and checked the clock. It was six am and she was ready to open presents. She got out of bed, and crouched next the Hermione, sleeping curled in a bunch of pillows and sheets on the floor.

"WAKE UP! IT'S CHRISTMAS!" She called right into her ear, and Hermione jumped a foot into the air screaming.

"SANTA, SANTA!!! WHERE IS HE?" She had been up the whole night before waiting for him. Ginny giggled.

"Come on Herms! It is time to open presents!" And together, they ran through the house, waking up every sleeping soul in the house.

The Christmas tree was stacked with gifts from every one to everyone. They all settled down, and soon the room was a mess of wrapping paper and ribbins.

"AHA!" Fred called out, holding up what looked like a giant jar of purple dung. "Thanks sis!" He called to Ginny across the room who grinned at him. Soon, all the gifts were opened, and everyone started pulling at their new stuff, trying to open up the packaging.

"Wait!" Arthur called, and every one froze. "There is one more!" He handed Ginny a larg box wrapped in emerald green wrapping paper with a Gryfendor red bow. The tag had no name and said only,

'A Friend for the Kitten,' in neat scrawling hand writing. There was no question who this was from. Ginny suddenly remembered catching the house elf rummaging through the presents. 'AH! So THAT is what she was doing!' she thought, pulling gently at the wrapping paper. She lifted the lid off the box and screamed in pure joy.

"Oh my GOD!" She screeched, and pulled out a tiny ginger kitten. She hugged the short haired cat to her chest and kissed it's head, dampening the soft fur with tears of the utmost joy.

"Oh thank you!" She called to wherever Draco was. "Thank you!"

A/N Well, now you know what Ginny got! Sudgestions on what to name the little kitten are defiantly welcome! Thanks for reading! And please review!

Ashen