Author's Note: I'm not entirely sure where this came from or what's going on at the end but Draco said what Draco wanted to say! Chocolate Frog Card Challenge, Transfiguration Assignment, School of Prompts and Christmas Challenge!

Card: (Silver) Oswald Beamish - write about an interspecies friendship/romance

Assignment: Transfiguration Assignment 10 - write about someone making a 'mountain out of a molehill'

Song: Teenage Dream - Katy Perry

Prompts: (word) Holiday/(location) German Christmas Market

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you recognise

Fund Raiser

As Hermione strolled around the temporary market she couldn't help smiling a sense of pride filling her from head to toe as she observed how well her brainchild was actually turning out. Hard packed snow crunched underfoot and the air was certainly bitter but wrapped up in her Gryffindor hat and scarf, holding a steaming cup of mulled wine Hermione couldn't be happier. She really loved the holiday season.

She waved at a few of the house elves running one of the games stalls who chirped up as she walked passed. "Miss Granger! Miss Granger?"

Hermione stopped and turned around giggling as she watched a little house elf scurry up to her through the throng of people. She and Tiny had become friends in her first year but she still hadn't convinced the little elf to call her Hermione yet. "Yes, Tiny?"

The little elf came to a stop in front of her panting slightly as she straightened the oversized woollen hat that had slipped over her large eyes.

"We have run out of sausages!" she squeaked obviously panicked, "they all sold out and now there is a queue and they're getting angry!" The little clipboard she was holding was wobbling as she trembled.

"Woah, woah, Tiny, calm down. You know we have another packet in the food tent, which I'm sure you can duplicate, can't you?" Hermione soothed her.

"Oh," Tiny paused losing steam she had obviously expected this to be a much bigger crisis than it had actually turned out to be. She looked a little lost for a second until Hermione gently reminded her to go and get the sausages. She giggled as the little elf gasped and scurried off again, they certainly were dramatic little creatures.

"Is it not bad enough that you're a mudblood Granger but you have to continuously sully your name by associating with those creatures."

Hermione sighed as her happy little bubble popped into nothing and she turned around to look at the blonde bane of her life. "Malfoy," she acknowledged him coldly. The most annoying thing about the whole situation was the fact that she couldn't help her traitorous body from reacting to how attractive he was.

He was stood there in skin tight jeans and a normal t-shirt, she was vaguely surprised at his owning muggle clothes, smirking at her like something right out of a teenage dream. As cliché as it was she swore her heart skipped a beat.

"Can you not just go and enjoy yourself?" she sighed, "there's plenty to do and it's for a good cause. You're always crowing about your father's money, why don't you put it to some good use."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you Granger," he smirked. Hermione was confused, because wasn't it evident that that was exactly what she wanted. He swaggered towards her, making sure to deliberately brush up against her. "You can't make me a good person Granger, no matter how many fund raisers you do."

She stood confused as he walked past her and further into the market. She had no idea what he was getting at or why but he obviously thought she was trying to fix him. With a shrug she wandered off trying to regain her sense of tranquillity.

20 minutes later she spotted Draco using his father's money to play some of the games and she smiled. He wasn't a good person, but he certainly wasn't an awful person."

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