Chapter 9:: A Fluffy Christmas

Hermione sighed as she walked through the halls of Hogwarts. She had just seen Harry and Ron off to the station. They were going to the burrow for the Christmas Holidays. She managed to make it back to the common room without knowing if Draco was leaving or staying for the break. I guess I'll find out on the other side of the portrait. Hermione was feeling so alone. She didn't have a home anymore to go to for the Holidays.

"Mya, why didn't you go home?"

"I have no home."

"Did you disown your family after all the jokes about you?" He didn't know about her family and couldn't think of anything else.

"Draco, my parents were murdered three weeks before we had to come early. I was living at the Burrow, but I can't go there for Christmas, it wasn't my family, though I love them dearly."

"Well, I'm going via floo to our mansion in France if you'd like to come with me?"

"Um wouldn't your parents-"

"Azkaban, leaving me all 9 estates to myself. I feel like France so I'm going care to join me? Or would being in a Malfoy estate make you insecure?"

"I'm fine with it and I'd love to go." So the two packed up and resized their trunks for easy carriage.

"They stepped into the fire place, Draco yelling in french the address of the estate.

"This will be our room, Mya" Draco said walking in and setting their miniature trunks on the dresser. "We'll unpack later, let's go to the garden." He said, gently taking her arm and leading her down the numerous stairs and out the kitchen to the back path.

"Wow, this is even more beautiful than the place George took me." Hermione was surprised at the beauty of the place. Her comment made Draco swell with pride. I've beaten Twin Weaselbee already. I haven't even used my charm yet. At this rate she'll have orgasms just looking at me. Maybe just hearing me. Draco smiled as Hermione stared out.

There were numerous breeds of plants all added to make a maze that every path led to the center and had a gazebo for sitting in.

"Let's go to the gazebo!" Hermione had a true smile and it appeared as if all their troubles were gone. As if they had vanished. Together they walked to the sitting area. It was slightly chilly, cold enough for a light sweater and a pair of blue jeans. Which was exactly what Hermione wore. It was so sexy, so intriguing, so… Hermione. Draco couldn't help but notice her jeans hugging to her hips, her round butt showing perfectly.

They reached the gazebo and the two sat on the swing within. Hermione sighed, snuggled into Draco as his arm wrapped around her form. The two leaned like that until Draco kissed her sweetly and lightly, yet a hunger was hidden within and Hermione never felt more turned on. The two made it up to the mansion, hand in hand.

Draco, it's Christmas Eve! Shouldn't we be out shopping for gifts?' Hermione prodded, receiving a groan from Draco.

"I hate shopping!" He protested.

"But what about the gift?"

"I've already got yours I bought it during one of the trips to Hogsmeade. Though don't have it out around Pansy. She thought it was for her I told her it was for a family member. She'll recognize it almost immediately." Draco replied calmly.

"So I have to go out on the busy streets of a foreign town alone?" She was giving him the puppy eyes by now hoping to win him over.

When Hermione had reached the manor with Draco, she had all her shopping done. She used two postal owls and delivered Ron his Chudley Cannon boxers and robe (on the back had Keeper: Weasley stitched into it) with pajama bottoms and tops. She sent Harry a matching present only instead of Chudley Cannons, it had little brooms and snitches printed all over them (on the back of his robe, Seeker: Potter). She sent each of them a broom cleaning kit and (with the help of Draco) got Ron a gift certificate to Quidditch Supplies to by a Firebolt exactly like Harry's.

She had concealed Draco's gift as she bought it. He knew she bought him something, but couldn't for the life of him figure out when. The two crawled into their bed and dreamt sweet dreams.

"Draco, sweetie. Wake up." She gently shook him.

"Morning." His words were slurred with sleep and tiredness.

"You first."

Draco opened the first gift from Pansy, a really kinky, and repulsive, pair of underwear. He immediately threw it in the fire. He opened the gift from Blaise and received a 24 pack of wizzy-protection (the wizard version of condoms). He laughed at this as Hermione rolled her eyes. Then there was a parcel from Azkaban, his mum and dad. They gave him the key to their Gringotts account all for him to keep.

"Wow, that makes nearly nine hundred and eighty-seven thousand more galleons." He said rather unimpressed.

His last gift was Hermione's. He opened it and found a black book and a new quill. He looked at her perplexed.

"It's a communication book. Anything you write I can read in mine and vice-versa. The ink disappears right after you write it." He smiled. She handed him another box, it wasn't wrapped. He pulled the lid off and saw what appeared to be muggle dog tags. He read each one. One had Hermione's name, bloodtype, and gender. Another tag held Draco's information.

"What are these for?"

"Identification... if I were to die, they'd find a matching set upon me and get in touch with you through the one on my chain with your information, if something happened to you, they could get me the same way. It's a crappy gift, but what else could I give you?"

"Your love." He whispered in her ears, his hands rubbed her back, causing a blush to come to her face. "Here's your gift." He took a rather large pastel green box, handing it to the blushing girl.

"Draco, you didn't have to." she whispered, opening the wrapped parcel. "Oh, Draco! They're gorgeous!" She lifted out a thin silver chain with a locket. The locket had a Ruby and an Emerald heart lining, on the inside was a picture of her on oneside and a picture of him on the other. She also pulled out Silver hoop earrings with a ruby on the needle part, and an emerald heart hanging off the bottom. She smiled and hugged him, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "Thank you so much."

"There's one more gift." He said, brining out a small, square velvet box. Hermione's eyes widened when she saw the ring within. The ring was white gold and held a custom stone she'd never seen before. It appeared as if a charm were placed within, making the stone shine and sparkle, every way it turned, it changed from emerald to crimsom red. Hermione looked at Draco, tears in her eyes. She threw herself upon the lad, knocking him clear down, onto the couch.

Hermione opened her first gift, after Draco's of course, and found a hand knitted sweater with Mione stitched in the front.

"Who the hell made that rag for you?"

"I cherish this, Draco. This is a hand knitted sweater from Ron's mother. I love it when people make me things, it shows more love and care."

"But I didn't make your jewelry."

"No, but it was custom made."

"Point made. What else you got?"

Hermione opened a small package. It contained some very sexy lingerie (Ginny did have, after all, much better taste in sexy clothing than Pansy). Draco's eyebrow rose in curiosity as he thoroughly examined the articles of clothing, trying his damndest to picture them on Hermione. She opened another, this one blue. Inside was seven books from her wishlist and about nine custom made book marks. She smiled and silently thanked Harry. Last was Ron's, who gave her a bunch of books and some toys for Crookshanks. She laughed and threw a ball on the floor, Crookshanks darted out from under the couch and attacked the toy, causing a laugh from the two occupants of the room.

That night, before, the couple sat curled up on the couch in front of the fire, Hermione indulged in one of her new books. Draco held the girl close, slightly playing with her hair. She sighed out loud, causing a look from her partner.

"What's wrong, Mya?"

"Nothing... I'm just content." She smiled. He hugged her tight and the two decided it was time for bed.

The return from Christmas break made Hermione want to cry. Her break with Draco had been spectacular. The two walked into the hall without looking at each other and parted ways. This tore at her heart, they couldn't be even remotely nice to each other in front of the school.

Ginny walked in with Harry and Ron behind her. Harry was looking down, and Ron looked furious.

"Hey, Gin!"

"Hey Mione!" The red headed friend smiled and hugged Hermione.

"Ron, what's wrong?"

"My best friend impregnated my sister! And I can't pummel him because he's my best friend!"

"GINNY! You're pr-preg-pregnant?! AGAIN?!"

"The first time with Blaze turned out negative, but two weeks after I had that test I found out I'm pregnant with Harry's baby." She clung to Harry's arm in a sweet girlfriend fashion.

"What'd your mother say?"

"Well, first she was upset, not at Harry of course, but then she mellowed down when I told her I had a pregnancy scare earlier this year with Zabini. She was relieved it wasn't some sleizy slytherin and preferred it to be Harry. She arranged for us to wed after I graduate next school year."

This really was going to be a long rest of the year...

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A/N: That only took forever and a year to get up ;-; sorry peeps to make this better, I need some time to think in the direction that I'm going to take this, yes I know your saddened, but I lost interest for a while with a horrid case of writer's block...

but, this time to think removes my evil teaser.