A/N: This chapter is slightly longer and thank you so much for all the reviews! 195! If it makes 200 this would be my most popular story yet! Betrayals and Secrets (which has a lot of erros in it, mind you) is second best to this one.

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Chapter 20

I'll Be Home For Christmas

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Harry and Draco were sitting in the only compartment available on the Hogwarts Express. They were with Blaise Zabini, and Ron Weasley. Ron had become acquaintaces with both Draco and Blaise, however, they weren't exactly friends as he and Harry were. That would take a lot of progress. But since Ron had helped Harry and Draco, Ron had been sort of outcasted by his Gryffindor housemates, who barely cast him a second glance, so he asked if he could sit with them in their compartment.

"Bloody Gryffindors," Draco snorted, his head lying lazily against Harry's shoulder. "I thought they were brave and loyal and all that nonsense."

"Apparantely not," Harry replied, an arm around Draco's waist. No one minded the fact that the two were very outgoing with their relationship. Well, no one minded unless they snogged right in front of them.

"You two must be excited for the holidays," Blaise commented, as Draco was spending the holidays not with his mother, but with the Potters, although Narcissa would be coming over Christmas Day. There was no way she could be parted from her only son for so long.

"Yeah," Harry said with a smile, glad to be going home for a while, although he had no idea of the surprises that awaited him when he arrived. "Christmas is always one of the best times at home. Mum always has the entire area decorated with stuff you wouldn't believe."

"Don't I know it," Blaise snickered. His mum usually went nuts when Christmas came around, but then, so did all of the Potters usually.

"You're coming for the New Years Eve party though, right Blaise?" Harry asked, and the other grinned.

"Of course, mate!" he exclaimed. "Potters New Years party is always the best one of the whole year."

Harry grinned. He was remembering more and more about his life here, such as holidays and all that. They always went all out during Christmas, and New Years, and Harry remembered that it was one of his favorite holidays. Next to Halloween, of course. Normally, you'd think that the day that your parents were murdered in another time would not make it one's favorite holiday, but that didn't discourage Harry. His parents were alive in this time, weren't they?

"Great," Harry said as he reached down his hand to hide behind Draco's back, smiling innocently when Draco jumped as he pinched his ass. Draco's eyes narrowed, though he wasn't angry, in Harry's direction, though all Harry did was look completely innocent.

"Draco? You alright?" Blaise asked, seeing his friend jump. Harry grinned.

"I think he's just a little excited about getting home, is all," Harry said, and Draco smirked suddenly, wrapping his arms fully around Harry and bringing the boy into his lap, causing him to blush a tomato red.

"Yes, I'm very excited," Draco whispered into his ear, making Harry shiver. Blaise just rolled his eyes.

"Looks like the two lovebirds are at it again," Blaise commented, making Ron snigger slightly. He had been silent for most of the trip.

"What are we supposed to do, wait until we're alone?" Harry asked innocently as he made himself comfortable in Draco's arms. "That hardly ever happens, given who I am."

"Yes, how could I have forgotten?" Blaise joked. "The Boy-Who-Lied-Who-Dates-A-Malfoy. That's got to be one hell of a bad thing for you, mate."

"Shut up," Harry smirked and rested his chin on Draco's shoulder. He knew Draco probably only did this to get out of him pinching his ass, but that didn't mean he didn't like it.

After a few minutes, the train came to an eventual stop, and the boys got up. Grabbing their things, they followed each other to the door of the train. Meeting a few Gryffindors along the way, who sent Ron a nasty look for hanging out with a bunch of Slytherins, Harry put a comforting hand on his best friends shoulder.

" 'S going to be alright, mate," Harry said, and Ron gave a weak nod.

"I hope so. See you New Years Eve?"

"You bet," Harry grinned as they parted ways. Both boys flinched when they heard the voice of Molly Weasley yell out. Boy did she sound angry.

"Probably because he's hanging around the lot of us," Draco commented as he grabbed a trolley, one for himself and another for Harry, who nodded.

"Most likely. There you go, Hedwig." Some things never changed, thought Harry with a smile as he placed the snowy white owl in her cage on top of his trunk on the trolley. Though, she hadn't been a gift from Hagrid this time, but a gift from Sirius. That made him all the more happy to call her his owl.

"Now, let's find your parents," Draco said and walked around with Harry, each pulling their respective trolley around, eyes in search of the Potters.

They found them, though not surprisingly with Sirius and Remus. Harry noticed that while Sirius was there, Amelia wasn't, and was immediately confused (he has no idea of the events that happened while he was at school).

"Harry!" Lily exclaimed, throwing her arms around her oldest son. "I hope you've had a good year so far."

"Yes, mum," Harry smiled, hugging her back. "Where's Kyle?"

"He should be here soon," James said as he glanced at the clock. "You guys didn't see him on the train, did you?"

"No, we were in a compartment with Ron and Blaise," Harry said. "He was probably with some of his own friends."

Lily and James both nodded, but didn't mask the worry seen in their eyes. Harry noticed this and gave a small smile.

"I'm sure there's nothing to worry about. What can happen on a train anyway?"

That sure didn't make Lily feel any better, but it did relive some of James' worry. Though a few minutes later, Kyle's voice was heard as he came with his own owl, an almost midnight black one which he appropriately named, Midnight.

"There you are!" Lily gave a sigh of relief and hugged her youngest son. "Where were you?"

"Just saying goodbye to my friends, mum," Kyle replied. "No reason to get all worried."

"Well then, what are we waiting for?" James asked with a grin. "We need to get ready for the holdiays!"

Harry. Draco and Kyle grinned. It was going to be an amazing Christmas.

'It's going to be the best day of my life,' Draco thought as he glanced over at Harry, patting his left pocket lightly, which was slightly bulging, signaling something was inside it, and followed the Potters.

TBC

A/N: I hope you enjoyed. I wonder what's in Draco's pocket...*snicker* I know of course, and you guys probably have a good idea. What do you think it is?