Two days til Christmas

Hermione woke up to find herself wrapped in Draco Malfoy's arms, smiling, she leant down to kiss him on the nose. Draco creased his nose and his eyes fluttered open, he smiled warmly at her, 'morning beautiful' he said sweetly Hermione grinned at him and snuggled back down with him.

Draco stroked her hair and the heart he thought he lost that night started to beat uncontrollably. He had woken up and felt like he could handle this, thought that he could separate his feelings from himself but now he knew he was wrong. At that moment he found he didn't want to numb his heart he just, even if it was only for a few days, wanted to let himself love her and let her love him. It couldn't make it worse, he thought, this would just be him getting the chance to be with her properly before he had to say goodbye.

Suddenly he got up pulling Hermione with him

'Come on you' he said

'What are you doing I was comfy!' Hermione whined

'Get dressed, you and me are going to Hogsmade'

Hermione felt like she could burst with happiness, last night she had felt like it was the end of the world and this morning she felt happier than she had ever felt before. Last night had been amazing, a few days ago if you had told her she would be losing her virginity to Draco Malfoy she would have laughed in your face. The thing was that she didn't feel shocked by it at all; it had felt so natural like it was supposed to happen, like she'd known it all along.

Hermione looked around, marvelling at the mounds of white snow, a path had been dug in the snow to allow students to visit Hogsmade. She cast an eye down to her hand, her own small one encased in Draco's large hand. She couldn't quite believe that he was holding her hand in public but she wasn't about to complain.

Neither hid their grins as the approached Hogsmade they could see that the magical shopping village was a million times more magical when it was coated with snow, they headed in to the Hog's Head to warm themselves up.

Hermione sat as Draco went to get two big mugs of butterbeer, she watched his broad shoulders as he bent down to talk to the bar staff and couldn't quite believe that he was hers.

Draco returned smirking at Hermione's dazed expression, he snuggled up beside her and waved a playful hand in front of her eyes.

Hermione shook her head and smiled gratefully at Draco as he handed her the mug.

'I never knew you could sleep with your eyes closed' Draco joked, 'amazing'

Hermione gave him a quick kiss to shut him up Draco instantly forgot that he was laughing at her and smiled fondly at the girl in his arms.

The couple finished their drinks and turned to each other wondering what to do next. Hermione leaned forward on to the table and tapped her lips with her index finger.

'Hmmm' She said with a grin on her face, ' we could go and buy me lots of presents and you can pay, that sounds fun'

Draco simply shrugged his shoulders and nodded,

'Sounds good, I wanted to get you something for Christmas anyway'

Hermione looked at him and frowned, 'I was only joking you fool! And you don't have to get me anything, its not like we've been going out for very long'

'I know,' Draco said getting up and pulling her up with him, 'but I want to make up for being such a wanker for the last few years and I'm going to start with buying you lots of stuff'

Hermione opened her mouth to protest but was quickly silenced by Draco's lips, 'you're not having your way this time Mione, now what shall we start with?' Draco looked thoughtful and then his eyes lit up, 'I bet you haven't bought your ball dress yet have you?'

Hermione looked a bit baffled, 'Dress for what?'

Draco smirked, not like he used to, this time it was softer, kinder. 'You goon, the Christmas ball! Were you planning on going in jeans or something?'

If Hermione was anywhere else or with anyone else she would have blushed and felt completely stupid, but she was wasn't anywhere else. She was stood in the arms of the man she loved more than anything else in the whole world. She looked up at him and grinned,

'Come on' Draco said pulling her along the pavement.

Hermione had never been to this part of Hogsmade before; she supposed it was a bit out of her league. All of the shops looked incredibly expensive but very, very nice.

Hermione gazed in awe at the dazzling dresses in the pretty windows. Draco dragged her past all of the stunning little shops and stopped once he got to the end of the street. They were stood in front of a tiny little building with a battered green door and boarded up windows. Hermione gave Draco as if to say 'what on earth are we doing here?'

'All those other shops are overrated' Draco said, reading her mind, he held the door open and Hermione let herself be gently pushed in to the dark room.

Inside was worse than the outside. Hermione looked around, the wallpaper was peeling off the walls to reveal the old brickwork. At the back of the room was an old man writing on a piece of parchment and not looking up. The desk he was working on was old and battered, on it was a small candle that seemed to be trying to light the whole room and failing miserably.

Hermione started to miss the shops outside. Draco coughed pointedly, the frowning old man looked up and suddenly gave him a huge grin. As he got up off his chair Hermione realised that he was incredibly tiny, he walked towards the pair, his robes trailing along the floor. Draco shook the man's hand and bent down and whispered something in to his ear. The man looked delighted and Draco followed him back to his desk.

Hermione felt incredibly confused as the man and her boyfriend were talking in excited whispers, she was even more confused when Draco started sketching something.

After what felt like ages of watching the murmurs of agreement from the other side of the room the man finally looked up and acknowledged Hermione's existence. Now he was looking at her Hermione could see what twinkley eyes he had the old man smiled at her and turned to Draco.

'She's very pretty' the old man said, 'now, lets see what we can do'

Hermione started to feel concerned but that ended when the old man swished his wand and standing in front of her now was not an old man but a very young one, and a very gay one at that. He was dressed in robes of deep pink with purple hems and leopard print lining.

If this dramatic transformation had confused Hermione, then she was completely dumbstruck by what happened next. With a bang the walls of the room raced backwards and the ceiling zoomed upwards. Out of the floorboards unravelled a grand winding staircase and out of the back wall half way up, sprung a large balcony. From the bottom of the side wall a lilac carpet rushed out filling the floor and nearly flattening Hermione. From the ceiling a huge chandelier came down and filled the room with soft light and rolls of crème wallpaper fell down the walls and covered every inch of them.

Mirrors and beautifully dressed harlequins filled the room along with rails of fabrics all different colours, trays of sequins, buttons, cotton, corsages and pretty much everything else in the world!

Hermione just stood there dazed as the dressmaker started to measure her.

Woo this chap took me ages so sorry for the long time plz review lurve yoo x x x x x x x x