A/N Thanks to my reviewers and to my favourite/followers!

Le Diablo Blanc2 Yes, it's implied, but I don't want to focus too much on it as it's more building Draco's character, it's great that you think so because I really want to develop their friendship, and yeah, a bit too much to hope for, sorry.

HellionRoss Thank you, it's great to know you're enjoying the story, I think Draco is a really interesting character to investigate, and hope that this story can do a bit of justice to his nicer side. I don't want to spoil anything- especially hard because I'm not 100% sure where this is going- but I hope she's ok too.

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Harry

Oomph. He landed face first in the snow. His attacker ran forward and threw a handful of snow down his neck. Harry retaliated by shaking snow all over Draco. moments later Harry was buried under a huge mound of snow.

As the two staggered back up to the castle it was hard to believe Draco was the same person he was a few weeks ago. Harry's excitement at finally being able to have fun had been contagious, and Draco had been making the most of his father's absence.

"We definitely said no magic" complained Harry.

"It wasn't magic, the branch covered in snow just happened to fall on you before you could throw a snowball at me" was the entirely innocent reply.

As they sat in front of the fire, robes already dry from a quick spell, laughing and sipping hot chocolate they both felt that they had finally found a true friend.

Narcissa

Narcissa watched them. They were so happy. She herself was happier than she'd been for years. The last time Draco had been this happy was when he was a little boy, too young to know that his 'friends' were just suitable children of his father's friends. Before Lucius had taken an interest in his son, Draco had been a carefree, if bossy child. When he was old enough though, he was forced to sit through long dinner parties, the newest Malfoy, brought out to show off, like a new toy.

Now he was happy, and while that made Narcissa happy, she was also scared. If Lucius knew that Draco was friends with Harry, real friends, Draco would be punished. Her husband had been strong while the Dark Lord prospered, and Harry Potter had put an end to that. Lucius would not forgive him of that, no matter how innocent he may have been.

One day, one day they would be free.

Draco

The night before Christmas Draco felt an irrational excitement. He knew that Santa was a stupid muggles' story, that magic didn't fix everything, but for one night he wanted to forget all that. He knew he was slipping, his friendship with Harry wasn't something his father would approve of, but for one night he wanted to be free of all those worries.

He was disturbed from his thoughts by an owl at the window. He opened the window and let it in. It wasn't one he recognised, and it didn't wait for a reply, and left once he'd removed it's package. It wasn't a scroll, like most owl messages, but an envelope. He slit it open, and inside was a Christmas card. The inside read;

Dear Draco,

I don't know if you celebrate Christmas, but Happy Holidays!

From,

Hermione Granger

He read and re-read the message. Oddly, his first feeling wasn't revulsion that she, a mudblood, had sent him the card, but warmth. She probably sent cards to everyone, but for him, he'd never had a proper Christmas card before, From his mother, yes, and other family members, but they were obligatory. She had sent him a card. Even after he had been awful to her.

Hermione

She didn't know why she'd sent him the card. It was stupid of her really. She'd sent Harry a card too, but it was his she thought about. They were probably laughing at her now. Well, they could laugh. She didn't care.

Harry

A Christmas card! Hermione had sent him a card! Harry was so happy. For the first time in his life he had friends, and somewhere he could be free and peaceful.

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Harry

When he woke up snow was falling. He got up, and then noticed the stack of presents at the foot of his bed. He was so excited he ran through to Draco's room. Harry had never had real presents before. The Dursleys usually just threw one of Dudley's old toys at him.

"What did you get then?" Draco asked.

Harry realised he hadn't actually unwrapped anything, and ran back to his bedroom, grabbing his presents and slippers.

Eagerly he ripped off the wrapping paper. A box of sweets tumbled out with a card signed Pansy P. Draco looked at a large pile of envelopes.

"Money from family" he sighed a little dejectedly.

"What's wrong with that?" asked Harry.

Nothing, it's just, well, I'm sure they mean well, but, it doesn't really mean anything, does it?"

"Still better than my family" muttered Harry as he fished a 50p coin and a tissue out of an envelope.

"I wonder why they bothered, and how it even got here."

They laughed at Draco's next present, aftershave from Pansy, she was so desperate for Draco to like her. They both got joke sets from Blaise, and presents from the other Slytherins.

Draco was just unwrapping the new limited edition of 'Quidditch through the ages' his mother had given him when Harry unwrapped his next present.

"Whoah" He breathed.

Draco looked up to see Harry's head floating a few feet above the ground. It was a shimmering, transparent cloak.

"That's an invisibility cloak. They're really rare" said Draco. "Who's it from?"

Harry picked up the note which had fluttered out.

"It doesn't say. Just says 'your father left this in my possession before he died, use it well'.

"Weird"

Draco

He was saving the largest present 'til last. Not because of the size, but because he knew his mother had chosen it specially. He unwrapped the broomstick, the new Nimbus 2000, and felt completely happy. He turned to the doorway where his mother had just come in and knew he would never forget his first real Christmas.

Narcissa

She watched her son messing around with his best friend, surrounded by wrapping paper, the happiest she had ever seen him. She knew he would love the broomstick, and when he turned to look at her she was overcome with emotion.

Harry

Christmas lunch was delicious, and afterwards he and Draco took the Floo network to Diagon Alley where they met up with Blaise and Pansy. They shopped, shared hot drinks, and had snowball fights until they were all exhausted. Harry and Draco spent the evening playing wizards chess.

It had been the best Christmas ever.

A/N Thanks again to everyone who's reading this, left it on a happy note, but the day isn't over yet. Really sorry but I might not be able to upload anything in the next couple of days, but I promise I have stuff written out and I will update ASAHP (As soon as humanly possible!)