A/N: Merry Christmas to you all! Have a good one and be safe! As always, it's all JK's! I only play in her world. Reviews make this ginger feel the Christmas spirit! ;D A row of *** represents the beginning and end of a flashback. Thanks for reading! - Bay

Hermione sat on the couch in their living room, running her fingers through Draco's soft hair as his head laid in her lap. She looked around their flat and smiled softly at the directions she had ordered Draco to put up.

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"Bloody fucking hell, WOMAN! Does it really matter if the wreath isn't EXACTLY centered?!"
"Yes DRACO, it does.
"... bloody nuts that one...2 years of this...infinitely more...bloody hell...kill myself..."
"WHAT. ARE. YOU. MUMBLING?"
"Oh NOTHING darling fiance of mine."
"Just move the damn wreath!"
"Glaaaadly."

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She laid her head against the couch and smiled as she heard the light snores that signified her fiance had fallen asleep. She studied him unashamedly as he slept. His beautiful, soft hair that just begged her to run her hands through it. His high, aristocratic features that formed a face covered in soft, pale skin. And his lips, the lips that could light her body on fire, the lips that she had fallen in love with after the first kiss, the lips that were like the drug to her addiction. His lips were plump and full and just begging her to kiss them. She complied and pressed a light, chaste kiss to them and cracked a bright smile when he smiled in his sleep.

The grandfather clock his mother had given them last holiday stuck twelve times, signalling the beginning of Christmas day.

Her face broke into a bright smile as she remembered last Christmas and it's events, little did she know he fiance was doing the same.

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Draco and Hermione were tangled in the silk sheets on their king bed, both sleeping peacefully. Neither heard the floo chime, nor did they expect people to begin pouring into their beautifully decorated flat.

"Oooooh pretty! HARRY. WHY DIDN'T YOU DECORATE GRIMMAULD PLACE?!" yelled a very pregnant Ginny Potter.

"YOU DIDN'T WANT ME TOO!" replied a slightly scared savior of the wizarding world.

"BULLOCKS. Do it next year!"
"Yes Gin..."

Blaise Zabini snickered at his fellow Puddlemere United teammate and clapped him on the back as he made his way from the floo into Draco and Hermione's fully stocked kitchen in search of pie and hot chocolate, Pansy (Parkinson), his newlywed wife followed.

"BLOODY HELL," shouted Ronald Weasley as he tumbled through the floo at an unexpected speed.

"Careful, Ron dear. Wrackspurts are known to hide in fireplaces during the Holidays!" his wife, Luna Lovegood, explained as she stepped daintily from the marble fireplace.

The floo lit up and chimed once again, signalling yet another visitor to the Malfoy/Granger flat.

Theo and Daphne (Greengrass) Nott stepped out of the floo seconds later and smiled at the group that had assembled at their respective best friends' flat.

"Are Mi and Drake up yet?" Theo asked as he reached for his beautiful wife's hand. Theo was the only one allowed to call Hermione Mi, because he had saved Draco's life and stayed with her as he recovered. They had developed an extremely close friendship that both parties valued greatly.

"No, but I'm sure Blaise will take care of that..." Pansy replied as she watched her husband's head pop up in realization.

The group chuckled as Blaise threw his empty plate at his wife and took off at a dead sprint down the hallway to the still sleeping couple's room.

"Why did I marry this bloody child?" sighed Pansy as she looked on with pure love on her beautiful face. Like Hermione, Pansy had completely grown out of her old features and was now a stunning, tan girl. Hermione and Pansy had become fast friends after the latter's tearful apology for years of bullying.

The group watched and laughed hysterically as Blaise lost his footing around a corner and slammed into the wall. He got up quickly and threw open the door to the bedroom and smiled brightly as they shot up when the door slammed against the wall only to have that smile erased when the door came back and smacked the Italian in the face.

Hermione's tinkling laugh and Draco's deep chuckle could be heard on the other side of the door over the overzealous Italian's swears.

Blaise, after rolling on the ground streaming curse words for a few minutes, got up and entered the room. Taking three big steps, he launched himself onto the king size bed and curled up between Draco and Hermione, laying his dark head on Hermione's stomach and draping his long legs over Draco's.

"MERRY CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAAAAS," he screamed as he made himself comfortable on the couple. Pansy walked in and repeatedly smacked him over the head with a book she found on the bedside table until he got up and went into the living room to pout.

"Ridiculous.." she muttered as she placed the book back. She leaned down and hugged the couple, "Merry Christmas! Come out when you're ready and for the love of Merlin, TAKE A SHOWER."

Draco POV

"Thanks Pans," Draco chuckled as Hermione huffed and made her way past the friends and into the conjoining bathroom.

I really do reek Draco thought as he sat up, rubbing sleep from his stormy grey eyes. His eyes lit up in mischief as he heard the shower turn on. Big enough for two he smirked and made his way into the quickly steaming bathroom. He stripped his night clothes from his body and silently slid through the glass door separating him from Hermione. He watched the water cascading down her body for a moment before he reached out and began massaging her shoulder muscles. Hermione let out a squeak before relaxing as Draco continued his ministrations. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of shampoo, squeezed some onto his hands, and worked it into her scalp. She moaned and the sound sent blood straight to his groan

After he had cleaned her hair, body, and his own hair, Draco reached for the cinnamon body wash he used, but Hermione's hands beat him there. He watched as she squeezed some into her hands and began to lather up his body. By this time his cock was standing at full attention, pressing against Hermione's smooth stomach as she rubbed her way down his six pack. His breath caught with a hiss as she grabbed his now throbbing cock. Draco reached out and grabbed his wand, casting a silencing smell before he let out a deep moan at the feel of her hands on him. She took his length into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue. Her hand came up and massaged his balls and she removed her mouth from his cock and kissed her way to his perfect mouth.

But Draco had other ideas. He picked Hermione up and pushed her against the smooth shower wall and slipped into her in one move. Hermione let out a scream of pleasure as he hit a spot deep inside her that she didn't even know existed. He slammed his lips back to hers in a fiery kiss as he picked up his pace, mercilessly pounding into her tight cunt. Her screams continued until she reached down and bit onto Draco's neck and reached her hands up to tug at his soft hair. At the feel of her biting into his neck Draco reached down with one hand and began teasing her clit, knowing he would be cumming soon.

"Cum for me baby" Draco ordered.
"DRAAAAY" Hermione screamed as he hit a new spot inside her causing her to grab his face and pull it to hers as she came hard.

Draco came with her and pulled out as they both came down from their high.

They stepped out of the shower and toweled off. Hermione spelled her hair dry, slipped into a long sleeve shirt and her favorite pair of sleep pants, and made her way out into the bedroom where she knew Draco would be waiting.

They twined their hands together and made their way out into the living room where they could hear shrieks of laughter coming from their eccentric surprise guests.

"Took you long enough," Blaise exclaimed when they came around the corner waggling his eyebrows for effect as he knelt over the back of the couch.

THUMP.

Hermione threw a pillow straight into the Italian's face and laughed as he fell backwards onto the floor.

"Good throw, babe" Draco said with a smirk as his best friend climbed back onto the couch, pouting until he spotted a present under the tree addressed to him.

Draco smiled and laughed as his girl tackled his best friend to the ground to keep him from the tree. He sent up a quick thanks to whoever was listening for the people he loved and snatched his girl away from the tickle fight she was victim of.

A/N: I always feel so weird writing Blaise's name because I feel like I'm writing about myself. It's weird to write a character with the same name as you. Thanks again for reading and have a happy holiday! - Bay