Author's Note: 2/5 on the catch up and as predicted this isn't combined with anything it's just Christmassy goodness!

Prompts: (restriction) must take place on Christmas Day/(dialogue) "The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live."

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Merry Christmas

"Come on Draco! Come on!" Hermione giggled as she pulled him down the stairs of their little house. It was still dark out and really quite early but she couldn't help it. Since they had moved in together everything had gotten exciting all over again and she couldn't help acting like a little girl again.

Draco really could help it. One arm was trapped in her vice like grip as he stumbled down the stairs grumbling sleepily at her but she ignored him.

They had left the lights of the Christmas tree on and the bright colourful glow drew her further into the room. She had insisted the presents be put out on the chairs like when she was a child and they were.

"Sweetheart, you know we put these here last night." Draco mumbled as she gasped in wonder.

"I know, I know," she swatted at him ignoring his attempts to ruin her childlike wonder, "but still doesn't it just look magical?"

Draco chuckled looking over at her as she picked up her stocking, "we're wizards dear. Everything's magical."

She threw him a withering look proceeding to sit on the floor and tear into her present pile. Draco slowly started unwrapping his watching her with affection and amusement as she gasped in wonder at every new item.

He had gotten her several books, a new potions kit (she was always trying to improve her potions), a beautiful writing desk, a piece of amethyst jewellery as well as a muggle contraption called a smartphone. It looked quite intriguing and it always amazed Draco how these muggles managed to do so much without magic. She had gotten him some new clothes, aftershave, books, and a few games for his muggle console. Draco had quickly taken to living amongst muggles after all and their version of Quidditch, football, was really quite enjoyable.

When all the presents were open and Hermione made to start tidying up Draco stopped her and produced a final gift from behind his back with a flourish and a smirk. Hermione narrowed her eyes at the smug glint in his eye but couldn't resist tearing into it.

She flushed bright red as she held up the Christmas themed item of negligée. "D-Draco" she stuttered and he couldn't help smiling at how easy it was to fluster. He slid of his perch on one of the chairs and prowled over to her watching her innocent eyes widen.

He settled in next to her leaning over to place a hot kiss on her neck and whisper in her ear. "Do you know," he started nonchalantly his hot breath caressing her ear and causing her to shiver and sigh, "the main reason Santa is so jolly?"

At this point Draco had taken her ear between his teeth. The flimsy red nightdress, lined with white fur, lay pooled in Hermione's lap temporarily forgotten. She shook her head gently, mind just about blank.

"It's because he knows where all the bad girls live," Draco smirked flipping Hermione over and kissing her heatedly.

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