Alright, this one's short, sorry!

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Otto woke to two feet of snow covering his beloved patio. It was three days until Christmas and Ginny had been begging her parents to let her go to Diagon Alley for some shopping. When they finally gave in she ran through the house happily trying to find proper clothes. The next day she was ready to go and couldn't wait any longer. Otto on the other hand, was very reluctant to go with her. He didn't think that it would be OK for them to be seen together, or have him be out at all (especially since he was supposed to be dead). So they changed his appearance and his clothes. He was now "dark and handsome" but rather short.

Ginny beamed at him as they left the building and prepared to apparate into town. They laced their fingers together as the familiar sensations pulled them through space. They landed in the middle of the street, right in front of Fred and George's joke shop. Ginny let out a cry of laughter as she ran to the shop where Fred was talking to a customer in the door. She pushed past the person and embraced her brother.

"Oy! Oh, hey Ginny! What are you doing here?" Fred exclaimed. "Mum and dad let me go Christmas shopping. I'm so glad to see you! Where is George?" she glanced over his shoulder, trying to see her other brother. "George is in the back, GEORGE, GINNY'S HERE!" He yelled across the room. His twin fell out of a door with a bunch of boxes in his arms. "Ginny!" he said warmly, trying to hug her without dropping any of the boxes. She laughed loudly at him and helped him put them down. "Why don't we get a butterbeer?" she asked. "We'd love to but have you looked around! We can't leave this place, it's a madhouse!" Fred said with a sad smile. She shrugged sadly and gave them a last hug before she met Otto at the door and left. Fred and George exchanged curious looks over the stranger their sister was going around with.

Ginny and Otto hit almost every store before retiring to the Three Broomsticks to warm up. They stripped off their scarves, hats, and mittens and sat down at a booth by the window. Ginny ordered some cheesy fries while Otto was getting a glass of wine for him and some hot cocoa for Ginny. She let her eyes skim the people in the bar. Not many, too bad it was Tuesday, no one from Hogwarts would be there.

A cold blast of air hit her and she glanced to the door. She suddenly sank down in her seat. It was Lucious Malfoy. He entered the room with a smug look on his face. Ginny's breath caught as he looked over and saw her sitting there. Oh gods, he's coming over! Why!? "Hello Miss Weasley, how are you on this rather chilly day?" he said politely, his lips turning up in a sneer. "I'm as good as I can be, under such circumstances…" She cringed at how sweet she was being. He gave her a curious look, "And what might that be?" She scowled, "Oh its nothing too bad, I'll live, I always do…" she said, emphasizing "always." This man has created so much turmoil in her life! But she still couldn't make herself be anything but kind to him. Well, those cold, stony, eyes don't really do anything to help… she thought. She mentally kicked herself at thinking such a thought! This man tried to kill her and she still couldn't look away from him. Thankfully Otto walked over with the drinks, he set them down on the table and looked at the awkward scene he just walked into. Putting on a poker face he introduced himself as Josh Taylor and sat down next to Ginny. Malfoy finally walked away giving them suspicious looks, of course it could have something to do with the fact that Ginny was supposed to be in school… He sat down at the table next to theirs. Otto had a whole game plan, he and Ginny held hands, shared dessert, he would whisper stuff to her and she would giggle. They hopped that Malfoy would just think they were foolish teens, but something about the glass of wind made him think otherwise. He finally got up to leave; not without catching Ginny's eye and giving her a wicked smirk, which in turn she turned beet red to.

As soon as he was gone, they leaned back, dropped their hands and sat there staring at each other. Suddenly, Ginny burst out laughing. Confused, Otto tried to ask her what was so funny but she just started laughing even harder. She didn't even know why she was laughing. They finally left and apparated back to headquarters. Ginny hauled all the stuff she had into the kitchen and spread it out all across the floor, preparing to wrap it all. Otto made some tea and just sat and watched her. Her hair fell into her face, it was unusually curly from the snow and the wind. Her cheeks were still flushed and her socks were half off, as she kneeled over her day's work. He sighed and began transfiguring himself back to his normal appearance. Ginny glanced up and their eyes met. She pulled her legs under her and sat on the floor. You need some help? He said. His voice echoed throughout her head. That sultry voice that ran through her for half a second. She nodded mutely.

He crawled onto the floor and pulled a bag over to him. She still stared at him as he began to peal the price stickers off. She watched his hands picking away at the sticker, his arms flexing as he picks up heavier boxes, his forehead creasing as he tried to figure out the best way to wrap it. His face finally broke into a smile, "You know! I don't really know how to wrap!" he exclaimed. Ginny smiled calmly and scooted next to him. She took his box and showed him how to do it. "Why can't we just do this with magic? I feel like a muggle…" he said after trying to imitate her. He reached for his wand but she stuck her hand out and stopped him, she leaned in close and whispered, "Because, it wouldn't be with love, now would it?" He smiled wryly at her and nodded.

She then noticed at what close quarters they were in and started to blush. He reached up and touched her hot face, amused at her reaction. She turned her head into his cupped hand but he straightened it with his other. She sat there lost in his gaze and touch, but was still surprised when she felt his lips over hers. She froze for a moment but then reached up and tangled one hand in his sandy hair and one on his neck. She moved into a more accessible position as they deepened the kiss. Her heart was pounding so hard that she was sure he would be able to hear it and her skin flushed everywhere he touched. She finally pulled back and caught his pleased smirk before she began busying herself with the wrapping again.

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