Hey – okay – so I'm back, with a new chapter. Granted it's not a brilliant chapter but I felt I need to update and thanks so much to you guys for being patient.

38. I'll be home for Christmas

"I can't believe you've never seen 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' Dray. I mean, you were seriously deprived as a kid."

Draco glared at Harry and sniffed before continuing to read the back of the DVD box.

"I was not deprived as a child, but I occupied myself with more interesting things than a skeleton named Jack who wants to be Santa Claus."

Harry raised a hand to his forehead, and sighed dramatically, dropping to the floor, under the pretence of fainting.

"Oh don't be such a bloody queen," Draco scolded irritably.

The dark haired boy sat up, and grinned impishly at the blond. Draco tried not to smile, but found he couldn't resist.

'He's just too bloody adorable.'

"Just sit down and put the film on."

Rolling his eyes, Harry climbed on to the sofa and fumbled with the remote, eventually finding the correct button to turn on the television.

"This is just the best film, ever."

"I'll make my own decision about that," Draco replied, dryly.

Harry turned to him and raised a judgmental eyebrow. "Why are you so grumpy?"

"I'm not grumpy," muttered the blond, crossing his arms over his chest.

Harry grinned and sat on his knees next to Draco, raising his hands.

"Yes you are. And if you don't tell me why, I'm going to get it out of you the best way I know how."

"Then do that."

Suddenly, Harry was viciously tickling Draco, digging his fingers under his ribs in a particularly sensitive spot, until Draco was squirming, giggling and begging for a truce.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you," he gasped, "Just stop."

Harry conceded, and sat back on his heels, looking expectantly at Draco.

"I spoke to my mum last night, and she desperately wants me to go to England for Christmas, seeing as it's her first without dad."

The green eyed boy frowned. "What's the problem?"

"I don't want to go." He held up a hand. "I know, I know, it's incredibly selfish of me. But when I'm there, it's just me and mother and the maids and the staff in this big, cold house, with nothing to do."

"Yea, but Dray, if you didn't go you'd regret it. And what about all your friends in England."

"Eugh," Draco scoffed. "Friends is a bit of an exaggeration. Fellow spoiled brats is closer, I feel."

"Aw, doesn't widdle Dwaco wanna pway with the other kids?" teased Harry.

"If you're just gonna sit there and take the piss you can bugger off," scowled Draco, shifting away from Harry and crossing his arms over his chest, looking all of a sudden like a petulant child.

"Okay, I'll stop with the piss taking, but I honestly don't see the problem here. You'll be gone for about a week, back with your mum in your old house, with your old room and old town where you grew up. And if I hear you complain about the maids and butlers one more time I may have to slap you one," he grinned. "So where oh where is the issue?"

The blond buried his head into his chest and murmured something that Harry failed to catch through the layers of black fabric.

"Say what?" Harry frowned.

Draco lifted his head and repeated himself, blushing furiously as he did so. "I'll miss you."

Harry managed to keep a straight face for a good thirty seconds before dissolving into hysterical laughter.

"See! All you do is take the piss!"

Catching his breath, Harry shook his dark head. "I'm not. That's just so adorable."

"Shut up!"

"Sorry, Dray, look. If you don't go you'll regret it and you'll be kicking yourself 'til next Christmas. So just go. You'll have a great time and I'll be here when you get back."

"Hmm."

Suddenly Draco's blue eyes light up and he smiled at Harry.

"What?" asked Harry nervously.

"Come with me."

"Beg pardon."

"To London. Not for actual Christmas, you have to spend that with your family. But come to London with me for a few days. To see where I grew up and to meet my mother and Marie and-"

Harry placed two fingers on Draco's lips. "Calm. You'll hyperventilate."

Draco nodded. "I'm calm. But that'd be so much fun. You and me in London."

"It would be fun. But I'd have to ask my parents and get a ticket and stuff. Plus I can't just impose myself on your mother."

"Don't be ridiculous, she'll love you. I'm not joking about this. I'll call my mother tonight and then you can talk to your parents. As for the ticket…well that can be arranged."

Harry grinned and kissed Draco. "I'd really like to go."

Draco kissed Harry's chin. "And so it shall be done."

"Happier now?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now shut up and watch the damn film."

Argh…you've waited about 5 months for that…sorry! Erm…Nightmare Before Christmas is only like the best film ever.

Again, sorry I've kept you waiting so long.

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