-1All I Want For Christmas Is You
By Fuseki
A.N: Well, hello my pretty fans. No doubt you have grieved my long absence, but I have good news. I just saved a bunch of mon---… never mind. Anyway, I will be writing again, and now, here's my Christmas present to you.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter except for this story line.
Warning: Draco/Harry slash.
Enjoy! And please disregard any plot mistakes I make because I have not read the books, only the movies. The boys are in their 5th year, so if anything happens before Christmas I apologize.
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The pale, white haired boy waved goodbye to his friends. They waved in reply to him and the others still with him at the entrance of Hogwarts castle. This small group included himself, Blaise Zabini, some Hufflepuff that stood near a sister of hers, and, surprisingly enough, Harry Potter.
Draco Malfoy scowled at the boy, whose dreamy smile was shining as he waved goodbye to his friends. Harry looked over to catch his eye and Draco immediately glanced away, not wanting to be caught staring at the boy who kept his attention.
Making the excuse to go back inside due to the cold weather, Draco grumbled as he went into the great hall, hardly caring how barren and void of people it was. Many of the students had left for Christmas to see their families. Draco almost sneered at the thought. Those muggle-borns and wanna-be-true-purebloods.
The blonde Slytherin sat down at his table with a huff. It was his decision to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas. Home and his family just didn't seem appealing. Especially not considering that his aunt Clementia would be coming and her obnoxiously stupid nature annoyed Draco to no end. Draco would rather be locked in a room with Ronald Weasley then have to even be in her presence.
The 4 remaining students strolled in, the Hufflepuff was busily talking to Harry, who had on his smile. Draco melted slightly as he heard the Boy-Who-Lived laugh, though he regained his composure when Blaise sat beside him. Soon the other 3 students sat with them as well.
"What do you think you're doing, Potter?" Draco practically yelled, astonished. Harry looked at him, green eyes wide.
"I'm sitting, Malfoy. Is there a problem?"
Draco actually snorted. "Yes, Potter. This is the Slytherin table in case you didn't notice."
Harry just looked at him. "And it's Christmas. And there are only 5 students still in Hogwarts. You expect us to still sit apart?"
"Bloody well right I do!" Draco pressed.
Harry frowned and stood, moving to the Gryffindor table, the two Hufflepuff sisters on his heels. Draco let out an audible sigh. He really needed to learn to keep his damn mouth shut.
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Harry stopped talking when the food appeared on the table. Even for 5 people it was still a feast and the two girls near him wasted no time in eating. Harry saw the Dumbledore, Snape, McGongall, and Pomfrey had all stayed. Filch was most likely looming somewhere in the halls.
They had most likely stayed just to look after Hogwarts. Harry himself had stayed for his love of the place. And his hatred of the Dursleys. He knew if he returned home it would be like every other Christmas: a whole week of him just serving them day and night and watching Dudley eat and open all 34 of his presents while Harry got none. Even here he didn't want or need presents, and probably wouldn't get any, but it was better than the house on Duvet Drive.
Harry knew the two Hufflepuffs beside him; two sisters named Danya and Anday had stayed because their parents would soon arrive to stay with them at Hogwarts. They were adorable twins up to their 3rd year now, bubbly and maybe a little naïve, but Harry didn't mind.
Harry glanced over, seeing Draco duck his head back down. Draco had been looking at him, Harry realized, but quickly took his mind off the tall, blonde 5th year. Blaise was beside him, eating a chicken leg. Harry had heard that Blaise's parents hadn't wanted to see him this year. It was sad, really, that it was most likely true.
Harry turned back to the table when Anday spoke to him, smiling.
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Back in the Gryffindor common room, Harry couldn't help but feel lonely. His friends were away with family, and Harry found that he missed Ron's oblivious nature and Hermione's smart retorts. He wished they were still with him, joking and telling him Christmas should never be spent alone, but Harry understood they had their own lives and families, too.
The Gryffindor jumped when there was a knock on the portrait. He got up and opened it, half expecting to see the Hufflepuff twins, instead finding Draco and Blaise standing there. Draco had an odd look on his face like he'd been hexed to spit frogs.
"Well, I guess this is the Gryffindor common room, cheery. Let's go," Draco said quickly, turning to leave, only to be grabbed by Blaise and deposited back in front of a very surprised Harry Potter.
"Good evening, Harry," Blaise said in a polite voice. Harry smiled at him. "Draco and I were just thinking that maybe you needed some company. Being the only Gryffindor left and all."
Harry's smile turned into a suspicious frown. Since when did Draco want anything to do with Harry? Looking at the blonde, he understood. Draco had a sheepish look on his face and he was trying desperately to wiggle away from the strong hand of Blaise.
"Er… well… all right, but if you do anything I will hex you," Harry warned, fingering the wand in his pocket. Blaise shrugged and moved past Harry into the cozy, fire-lit Gryffindor common room. Draco was attempting to shrink into his turtleneck, apparently. Harry almost laughed before he closed the portrait and followed the two Slytherins back into the large room, sitting on the red couch.
Draco seated himself on a golden chair as though his bum hurt. He looked quite uncomfortable. Harry watched Blaise sit on the other golden chair, taking a comfortable pose. The three boys looked at each other in silence before Draco spoke up.
"So why are you here, Potter? Family not get you enough presents this year so you decided to stand them up?" he said, a usual smirk on his pale, flawless face.
Harry frowned at him. "As a matter of fact, I don't get any presents and I just prefer the castle," he responded, pleased when Draco remained silent, just looking at him.
It was Blaise who spoke next. "So then what are you doing for Christmas?"
Harry just shrugged, looking at the fire. "Nothing, I suppose. My friends are gone, I don't want to go to Hogsmeade, and there's too few students left to do anything, really." He noticed Draco looked almost sad, and was startled when the boy spoke.
"What if people still here got you presents?" he asked quietly, the usual spite and scowl gone from his voice. Harry was surprised at the question and regarded the boy for a moment.
"Well then I'd get them presents, too. It's only polite, right?" he replied and Draco nodded before putting on his Slytherin mask again. Harry was afraid to admit to himself that he'd loved hearing the blonde's voice free of hate.
Blaise looked from Draco to Harry, and suddenly a grin came across his face. He'd known of Draco's crush on Harry since 4th year, and now they had the perfect opportunity to stage a world-class relationship. It's the reason he'd dragged Draco here in the first place, despite the blonde's protests of not wanting to see 'Harry bloody Potter'.
This Christmas vacation would be quite interesting.
