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Starlight and snowflakes…

I was getting ready for our Christmas Eve dinner. We had decided to dress up, and eat in the common room. He had ordered food from the house-elves ahead of time. I looked at the robes I had bought just for this occasion. Silver sparkly clingy robes unlike any I had ever worn before. I usually hid under oversized black school robes.

I opened my terrace window and breathed in the cool crisp winter air. There was a smell of flowers, probably wandering over from the greenhouse and it had begun to snow softly. I slipped into the robes, they felt wonderfully soft and smooth against my bare skin. I used some dusting powder that had some shimmer to it, and swept my hair into an elegant knot at the top of my head. There, I was ready. I had to admit that I thought I looked pretty good. I put on my shoes and stood by my bedroom door. 'He just thinks of me as a friend' I thought.

Draco had begun to nervously fidget with his clothes. He wasn't dressed yet, his heart was beating hard and fast in his chest. He was not ready for this. What if he gave her this gift and his heart and she rejected him and stomped on his it? He didn't know if he could handle that kind of disappointment. Over the last week or so he had fallen for her. She was so different than anyone he had every met. She listened patiently to his hopes and dreams, his fears and never once told him she thought him silly or self-indulgent. He had watched her face shine with laughter as they joked, and her eyes burn with life when they were together. Every night she came to him in his dreams and he longed to make these dreams come true. He ached for her every moment they were apart. He stared at the small box on his dresser. He had seen her smile at this when they were shopping in Hogsmead, and he went back to get it the next day telling her that he had forgotten to get a new quill. He started to dress slowly. He had bought new black robes for the occasion. They were not true black; they had specks of grey and silver resembling the night sky. They mimicked his eyes and made them sparkle. He thought he looked pretty good in them, and hoped she felt the same. He wanted this night to be perfect. He needed to get down to the common room before her so that he could set up the food and her gift. He opened his door, and saw that she was still not there. 'Good' he thought, and walked down the stairs. He flicked his wand at the candles so that they were dim, and he redecorated the trees with white flowers and live fairies. The couch and chairs, he replaced with an intimate table for two, with white tablecloths and silver and white place settings. With another flick of his wand, the table was covered with white rose petals, and all the food was in place. He enchanted the ceiling to look like a moonlit sky, with millions of stars. He made sure the wireless was playing some low soft background music, until the time was right. The room looked like something out of a dream, one of his dreams. And he hoped that this would make those dreams come true. Would she be able to put their past behind them and grow to care for him, the way he cared for her? He hoped so. He had also gotten his hands on a bottle of oak mead. The fire he turned to a pale slivery blue flame. All that was missing was her.

I held my breath and opened the door to the staircase. From the balcony I viewed what can only be described as heaven. The room had changed from dark and cozy, to light, bright and beautiful. Glowing fairies flitted from tree to tree, and the whole room had an unearthly glow to it, making my heart stir and my stomach do flips. I walked to the stairs and descended to the common room.

He took my hand on the bottom rung and kissed it. I blushed. He led me over to the table that had replaced our normal furniture. He pulled out my chair for me and I sat down. I was staring at him. He looked more beautiful than ever in this light. I longed to tell him that I loved him, that I wanted to be his forever. But instead I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"You look beautiful." he said looking into my eyes

"Thank you, you look……" I blushed "very handsome" Yes, and sexy and wonderful, and everything I ever wanted.

He made small talk as we ate, and I had some oak mead which made my head feel slightly dizzy.

All of a sudden music filled the room from a wireless he had placed in the corner, and he stood up and extended his hand to me.

"Shall we?" he asked me, flashing that smile and making his eyes light up.

"Yes, please." I replied and stood to meet him.

He wrapped his arm around my waist. It felt very new, but also very familiar. Our bodies were very close together, and his heart was beating hard and fast. His hands felt clammy, and I wondered what he was thinking. We danced, whirling around the starlit room, my head rested on his chest. I had not ever been this happy.

The music trailed off into another song, and he broke the silence.

"Hermione?" he asked with a raspy voice

"Yes,"

"I would like to give you my gift now, is that ok?" his voice was cracking, and barley audible.

"Sure, I'd like that" and we sat down on a little white couch he had conjured by the fire.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box.

"I hope you like it" he said softly in my ear.

I opened the box and nearly fainted.

There, on a delicate silver chain was an exquisite silver snowflake, adorned with diamonds. There was a small opaque center that was glowing faintly.

"Oh Draco…" I said in a small voice. "This is too much" my eyes had filled with tears. "I don't deserve this…"

"Yes you do," he whispered, his head was close to my ear, I felt his hot breath and it made my spine tingle.

"I love it" I said, choking back tears

"Here, let me help you put it on" he stood behind me and placed the chain about my neck. It hung in the perfect spot and I felt it tingle on my skin. He walked around to the front of the couch and looked at me deeply.

"You are wonderful Hermione. I wish I could have seen it sooner."

His eyes twinkled and glowed silver, he pulled me up towards him and I knew what was going to happen. I felt him leaning his head towards mine and my knees felt weak. He held my face in his hands and pulled me towards him. His lips brushed mine and I felt my mouth open to him. It felt so right. My hands went instinctively around his neck and I ran them through his silvery blonde hair. He looked me deep in my eyes, and his hand wandered down my neck to my lower back. I wanted him so badly. He was the one for me, but I needed to know if this was all real. After all the dreams I had, it was hard for me to decipher sometimes.

"Draco…"

"Yes"

"I want to give you my gift" I held my breath. I had bought him a painting of a serpent for his room that he had admired in Hogsmead. But that was not the gift I had in mind.

"Alright" he said, "shall I close my eyes?" his eyes shone with a wicked grin.

"Yes, that way you will be surprised" I told him.

He closed his eyes and held out his hand, I walked behind him and loosened my robes so they fell to the floor. I was now wearing only the silver snowflake. I turned and stood in front of him again. This was it, it was real. I could feel the fire warm my chilly skin, I could smell flowers, and I could see him nervously biting his lip just like I did when I was anxious.

"Draco"

"Yes"

"When you open your eyes, promise me something"

"What is it?"

"If your gift isn't what you wanted, don't think any less of me"

"I never could"

"Okay, open your eyes"

A/N I know it's a cliffhanger, and you all are probably chucking things at your computer screen, but I promise I will update soon. I have all of the chapters written practically, just some fine tuning left to do.

I wanted to thank GRYLFREND for letting me know about the anonymous review block, I didn't know that it was on.

Jennifer.