Day 3:

Draco walked along the corridors from his morning class. He didn't want to get caught by his friends preparing Harry's gift, so he had them sent to the owlery so he could grab them and bring them to Harry's dorm that night before he got there. He took a deep breath in. This gift could be very cute or very disastrous. And he wouldn't know until day 12. He groaned and shook his head. He had to hide the gifts until that night and had already gotten Snape's approval to hide his present in his office until later. Snape didn't know what it was, nor did he ask. For that Draco was very grateful.

Suddenly a boy screamed and Draco turned, looking back. He caught site of a fire quickly heading towards him. A spell? He jumped away, but before it even reached him, it stopped, looking at him. Yes, looking. As he looked at it, another scream and another of the fires came rushing towards him. And quickly behind it another. Draco looked at the creatures and laughed. They were in the shape of dragons! Little fiery dragons! He smiled and reached out to the creature and touched it. It was warm, but it didn't feel like the fire it looked like.

"What is this?" He asked, watching as the dragon-creatures began to chase one another in a circle around him. He smiled and watched them. They were cute and playful. He noticed a bottle roll from a corner and frowned. He walked over and looked around the corner, but no one was there. He picked it up and grinned. 'Creature Feature: These creatures will last for 24 hours and only respect and listen to the owner specified when they are first formed. Each bottle contains 3 creatures. This bottle: Dragons. Look for fairies, Giants and Thestral creatures coming soon!'

A Weasley product! And one that Draco had never heard of. 24 hours though? He looked over at the creatures who were playing and throwing mini-fireballs at each other. He wondered how his teachers would take these creatures. Only one way to find out. He continued walking towards his destination and ordered the creatures to "Follow me."

Harry smiled with his back against a wall, watching the dragon-creatures following Draco. It made his heart thump in his chest to see the smile on Draco's face as he watched the dragons as he walked. The dragons were jumping around and scaring first years by jumping around corners at them. That was the kind of thing that Harry knew Draco would enjoy. He'd also made sure that Dumbledore would approve of a gift so long as it wasn't able to harm any students. Thank God for knowing the Weasley twins and getting them to tame down their own product. Not that the twins would understand why he'd asked that.

Harry made his way back to his dorms so he could put his invisibility cloak away before heading to class. He was just glad that he'd not be late because despite his planning, he'd not planned on staying and enjoying watching how much Draco liked it. Part of him wanted to follow Draco, while the other part of him knew better. He'd not have wanted Draco following him around and discovering that he was his santa.

Draco made his way up to the owlery and kept watching behind him to make sure no one was following. He even had the dragon's to keep guard. Who knew they could be so scary to the first years who didn't know anything about Weasley tricks. He couldn't imagine these playful dragons being too harmful. In fact, they made him smile, which he tried to keep under control, since he didn't need to let anyone know anything could make him smile.

Draco ordered them to guard the door while he found the owl guarding his package. He took a look back and grabbed the package, taking a quick peek inside. 'Harry is going to love these. Or hate them.' Draco groaned, not sure which way things would go. Whoever his gifter was knew him and while Draco knew Harry, he also knew that this gift could go either way. He didn't want to see Harry hate the gift, so he was going to make sure to not see Harry's reaction. It was for the best anyways. He couldn't get hurt if Harry didn't like it and his friends would never know Harry was still getting gifts. He just had to be sneaky. Oh, how he wished that it didn't matter.

Draco put the cover back on the box and made his way out of the owlery as the store owl flew off. Draco was making his way down the hall when he saw Pansy walking down the hall, hand in hand with Blaise. She was whispering to him. Draco turned around a corner and hid, watching as the two kissed. 'Oh god, oh god, oh gods.' He wanted to smack his head against a wall to rid his mind of the image.

Draco made his way to his dorms. At least he had time before lunch and then his next class.

Harry ate his dinner in silence. Draco's table was loud and excitement rang out as the dragon's ran around the hall. Draco was pretending to ignore them, which made Harry smile a bit. Draco was notorious for hiding his emotions. And he wasn't doing too well. He had smiled a few times when he thought no one was looking.

Hermione had gotten a set of earrings and a necklace, but not from her Santa. Ron was staring at them and smiling in a way that it was hard for anyone to not know that it was Ron who had gotten them for her. Harry had helped him pay off a bit of them so that Ron would have them in time to give her today, with the promise that he'd pay Harry back, despite the fact that Harry had offered to pay for them outright for his friend.

Harry sighed. "I think I'm going to head to bed you guys." Harry said and yawned. He wasn't sure what to expect for a gift after the last one. And he wasn't sure why they seemed to be more personal than he was able to do. He loved what he'd gotten the day before. But his day 1 gift was a chocolate frog. Hermione looked at him with concern. "Is it because you haven't gotten your gift today yet?"

"No." Harry said. "I just need some sleep."

"Alright Harry. See you tomorrow." Hermione curled into Ron and smiled.

Harry walked up the stairs til he got to his room. He was glad he was one of the first up there. He opened the door and was about to walk to his bed when he stopped dead. Three stuffed animals lay on his pillow. He heard some muffled talking downstairs and jumped over to the bed, grabbing the grey owl, black dragon, and a white tiger, and opening his trunk to stuff them inside. Dean Thomas walked in just as Harry was closing his trunk.

"Watcher Harry. I thought you were heading to bed?"

"I am, I am... I just..." He looked over and saw a rolled up parchment lying on the bed where the stuffed animals had previously been. "I just got a present from my secret santa and was about to read it. I'll close my curtains. Don't want to reveal what they say, honestly. I don't want someone else to guess them before I do."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Gotcha. Have fun."

Harry nodded and locked his trunk before crawling into bed and closing his curtains. He didn't know who his secret santa was or why they would try to embarrass him in his own house. He unrolled the parchment and read it quietly.

"Dearest Harry,

Your gift for today is not the stuffed animals, but the fact that I know you have an obsession with cute, fluffy things. My present to you is the fact that I do too. You are cute as can be and your unruly hair is very adorable. You will NEVER hear me say so aloud, so this gift is between us.

Your Santa"

Harry sighed softly and smiled dreamily. How in the world someone knew of that minor obsession, he would never know. He loved cute and fluffy things and if he was able to, he would totally sleep with the stuffed animals. He'd definitely keep them. He just wished he knew who his gifter was. The idea of someone finding him cute and fluffy... Harry touched his hair and grinned happily. If anything about what the gifter said was true, he definitely wanted to meet him or her and at least thank them for making him happy.

In fact as he went to sleep, he smiled happily.