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A/N: I'm sorry it took me so long to update! I was half scared because I erased all of the songs on my ipod, and I had to wait to get home to update them all again, and I fell in love with the music of Elliot Smith I feel so guily for putting Fall Out Boy on my ipod,. Oh my god that's really really embarrassing, I try to hate that band but I do like them… such a guilty damn pleasure. And I got Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets for Christmas, the movie and I'm going to get the Gryffindor scarf, and I'm going to save up and get the Slytherin scarf later on I was lost in the whirlwind of Christmas and I really didn't have time to type up the tenth part, so here it goes, all I do hope all of you enjoyed the holidays I already miss my cousins so much Thanks for all the reviews. I'm still thinking about just ending it all here, and maybe doing a sequel--compared to seasons. what do you think?

Damnit it you're clever girl , your style is keeping us from sleep

One more and I'm free

Oh, we've been so lucky

Yeah, we've been so likely to lose

So give in, lets give in

December-Lydia

Hermione opened her eyes and stirred. What time was it? It was already Christmas day! She had forgotten that the day of the ball had been Christmas Eve, and she was so wrapped up in her knitting that she had let time fly by. As Hermione started to get up, she felt something holding her weight down.

She gasped as she looked down and saw Draco intertwined in the sheets next to her, holding on to her waist tightly. A thousand thoughts ran through Hermione's mind. Half of her was scared that something well… sexual had happened between the two. She ran last night's events through her head, and she knew very well that she had been in her room all night long knitting various pieces of clothing, and Draco had not interrupted her. He must have sneaked in while she was in her slumber. Hermione bit her lip. What if Narcissa walked into her room at that moment? Hermione panicked and started shaking Draco fervently. Draco stirred and opened one gray eye.

"What?" he murmered

Hermione's lips were in a thin line.

"What are you doing in my bedroom Draco? And you better have a good explanation!" she exclaimed.

Draco awoke fully, and grinned at her.

"Happy Christmas Granger" he cocked his head to the side and kept on smiling. Hermione became even more furious and her face reddened.

"What if your Mum walks in right now? Huh? What is she going to think?" she shrieked. Draco kept on smiling,

" I wouldn't care Granger, I think I'd be happy to show her that I slept in the same bed with a mudblood." Hermione's eyes narrowed.

"So what am I Draco, some kind of bloody revenge for you're Mum?" she hissed. Draco's smiled faded

"What the hell Granger, I don't care what my Mum thinks I'm just happy that you lasted the time you did, and I think you look adorable when you wake up."

Hermione blinked. Did Draco Malfoy just call her adorable to her face? Hermione blushed and crawled out of the bed and began collecting some of her needlepoints. Draco remained in the bed; his back propped on the headboard and kept his eyes on Hermione. Hermione shut the door to her adjoining bathroom and locked the door, showered and dressed in the sweater that Mrs. Weasley had knitted her that year, with a embodied H.

Draco had gone back to his room in the meantime and showered and dressed, and waited for Hermione in the sitting room. He laughed and saw Hermione's CD booklet lying on the coffee table.

He leaned down and retrieved and, and sorted through her muggle CDS. He wrinkled his nose, some poppy band named Nstink or something like that were in the top sleeve, he guessed that was in her earlier days, but as he flipped through the booklet, he saw more mature CDS such as some American muggle named Kelly Clarkson, but some diverse tastes as Rilo Kiley, Bloc Party and Muse.

Hermione bouned down the stairs and met Draco in the sitting room, where he was looking at her CD booklet and smiled. Draco probably didn't know what CDS were.

"What are these flat looking things? Are they cup coasters?" He asked. Hermione giggled "No you prat, they play music , silly" She smiled and sat down beside him and they stared at each other for a second. Time stood still for a second, and Hermione had to breathe to catch her breath.

Draco stared at her, and he felt something inside of him he had never felt before. He couldn't explain it if he tried, but as Hermione was in front of him, he felt a feeling of peace and softness.

He couldn't believe that years ago, he had hated her, and despised her. He would tease her just to make her feel bad, and compete in classes with her. He would mock her closest friends, and make her rile with anger.

But now, he wanted nothing more but to hold her and keep her forever. In that fraction of a second, he was scared of losing her. Draco felt as if she was the only thing holding him steady on this holiday, and he didn't want to lose her grasp. Without any hesitation, he leaned in and gave her a chaste kiss. Hermione leaned in again and wrapped her arms around his head and deepened the kiss.

It felt as if the whole world was far, far away, and she was wrapped up in the moment. When they finally pulled apart, Draco for the first time had no grin or smirk.

He held her hand for a second and whispered.

"Thank you so much Hermione, this is so much more than I could ever ask for."