Christmas Delight

Hermione got up and dressed in her Muggle clothes. She put on a pair of jeans and a white shirt she tied in a knot. Hermione did her morning routine;
‘Five minutes! Record time’.
She walked down to the Great Hall and noticed it empty, she sat in her customary spot and food magically appeared. Hermione thought about how shit her Christmas is going to be as she chewed her bacon and eggs. At that moment she looked up and saw a boy eating his way through his cereal. There was no mistaking the boys identity, his platinum blond hair was a dead giveaway. Their eyes met and what after what seemed an eternity, Draco began to laugh
“Merlin Granger, nobody’s here and you’re still sitting on the Gryffindor table”
“Well I am a Gryffindor and sitting elsewhere would be disrespectful”
“You’ve never sat on the Slytherin table. You should give it a try”
“No thanks”
They ate in silence. When Draco finished eating he was about to leave when he pulled back
“Granger, I’m going to Hogsmeade. Want to join me?” asked Draco
“Why?” asked Hermione
“To keep me company”
Hermione looked at him suspiciously. “Why on earth do you want my company?”
“Cause we are the only students left at Hogwarts” said Draco
Hermione smirked “Sure, why not. But if you try anything, I’ll blow you to the next world”
Draco smiled “Yes please”. Hermione was shocked “Oh for fucks sake”
“I’m just joking. Come on its Christmas, can we just have one day with you and I not arguing” exclaimed Draco
Hermione got up. “Meet me outside the gate in fifteen minutes”

Draco got his jacket and was waiting at the gate. He was pacing back and fourth.
“MALFOY!” shouted Hermione.
“Oh thank Merlin. Took your time” Draco saw Hermione turn around and was stopped. She was wearing a short white fur coat with a matching woolly hat.
“Sorry, what is it that you were saying” Draco shook his head
“Nothing, except you look great” said Draco
Hermione blushed and said “Thank you”

Draco and Hermione got to Hogsmeade and Hermione started to look at the shop windows.
“For Merlin’s sake, can’t you chicks watch anything apart from clothes and make-up?”
Hermione smiled “Apparently not.”
“That’s it. I’m not getting married” said Draco
“Great. Some girl will be saved from your constant criticism”
“Don’t worry Granger. I could have any girl” said Draco as he smirked
“Don’t bet on it Malfoy” said Hermione as she playfully wiped some snow from the shop window’s ledge and spilled it over him. Draco laughed and chased Hermione
“You are not getting away with that” shouted Draco as he grabbed Hermione and both of them fell down into a heap of snow. Both of them were laughing,
“I thought you Slytherin’s were supposed to be cunning?” joked Hermione
“Trust me Granger. I am cunning” said Draco as he playfully raised his eyebrows, Hermione was overcome with laughter and as she laughed she didn’t notice Draco’s eyes burning into her. Draco looked at Hermione with a passion he had never experienced, a passion he wanted to experience.

Draco and Hermione went into the luxurious clothes shop. Hermione needed a dress for the Easter Ball and Draco went in just to shut Hermione up. Hermione tried on various dresses, she even asked Draco for his suggestions. Draco retched at the thought and Hermione couldn’t help but giggle at his discomfort.
“Thank Merlin its over. I told you Granger I could take anything” remarked Draco
“If you can take anything, than take me for a Butterbeer” moaned Hermione
“You’ve got your bet” said Draco.
The two found the tavern and were about to enter when a flash popped. Both of them were startled, Draco found the photographer and approached him
“Why did you that for?” asked Draco in a domineering voice.
“Two galleons, for the photo” said the photographer
“Okay, here is five” said Draco. The photographers face lit up
“Thanks a lot sir. I really didn’t mean too startle your girlfriend”
Draco and Hermione were shocked as they chuckled
“She’s just a dear friend that’s all” said Draco.
Hermione looked at him as he collected the photo and went back to Hermione
“So let’s put the bet in practise” said Draco.

The two entered the empty tavern, “Two butterbeers please” said Draco
Both of them sat down “Malfoy, did you really mean what you just said?” asked Hermione
“Yeah absolutely, a bets a bet”
“No. What you said to that photographer. Am I really a dear friend?” asked Hermione
Draco ceased his smirking and genuinely smiled “Yes Granger, you are. I mean I wouldn’t be here with you if you were not. Granger I’ve always liked you, in my way but the fact that you hang around with Potter, its just that I feel you deserve better. I guess the reason I keep on insulting you is because I liked you, boys can be immature and they don’t want to admit their feelings to a girl they like”. Hermione’s eyes became misty, Draco started to worry
“Granger, are you okay?”
“Yes…I’m fine” cried Hermione
“What’s wrong? Is me being your friend that bad?” asked Draco
“No” smiled Hermione “It’s just that I could use a friend now”
“Why, you’ve got Wealsey, you’ve got the highly annoying but trustworthy Weaselette, and lets not forget the Potty man” said Draco, who said ‘Potty man’ in a highly sarcastic tone.
“Let’s not talk about him Malfoy. I’ve been through enough pains already”
“What are you talking about? You fancy him? Come on Granger”
“No I don’t! Besides he fancies Cho” said Hermione miserably
“Oh the snobby cry-baby from Ravenclaw” Hermione laughed at his chosen words
“What she stole him from you?” asked Draco
“No. He was never mine to begin with. But I thought Harry and I were special”
“Granger, the reason you two were not special is because you were too special for a big-headed, attention seeking moaner such as the Pott-meister. Anyway now I can tease him for having poor taste in women”
“Why?”
“Come on Granger, you’re very attractive, if you just loosened up a bit, you would be a man’s wet dream” Hermione was shocked at the last comment
“So Malfoy, been choking the bishop whilst thinking about me?” Hermione teased
“No!” said Draco, but secretly Hermione knew he did. And Draco couldn’t hide his blush any longer.
“Then again I could go for the Weaselette and show her a good time” boasted Draco
“She would rather die than go out with you. The Wealsey’s hate the Dark Mark.”
“Oh what a pity. I wanted to get one, chicks love the shit” boasted Draco. Hermione was scared
“Don’t worry Granger, you’re safe” sighed Draco.
“Do you have it?” asked Hermione
“I guess you have to find out” chuckled Draco.
“Draco…” said Hermione, Draco sighed and revealed his arm, not one mark anywhere. Hermione was captivated by his skin, “Is it smooth?” asked Hermione
“Want to touch it?” whispered Draco as he took her hand and placed on his arm, she caressed it and immediate pulled away “What’s wrong?” asked Draco.
“Nothing, it’s just that I don’t want to dirty that beautiful skin” Draco smiled “If it was from your touch, I would relish it” whispered Draco, making her blood boil. Hermione looked up at Draco’s gaze, she felt flustered that he was taking notice of her.

Once they finished their Butterbeers, Hermione and Draco went into the bookstore.
“Well, we’ve got one thing in common” boasted Hermione
They approached the counter and the keeper greeted them
“Ah my best young customers, good day. Mr. Malfoy, your discs have come in.”
Draco was happy “Discs?” asked Hermione
“DVD’s” Hermione burst into laughter
“What’s so funny?”
“Draco Malfoy, Slytherin’s best student watches DVD’s”
“Well yeah, movies fascinate me. You know come round this afternoon. I’ve got a few hundred of them. We can watch some”
Hermione smiled “I’d love too.”
The keeper came back with a box full of them.
“Okay Mr. Malfoy. You’ve already paid for these. Now Ms. Granger, your text books have finally come in. That will be one hundred galleons”
Hermione took her purse.
“Let me get that” said Draco. Hermione saw him taking his wallet
“What? No Malfoy. They are my text books” said Hermione
“Come on, let me pay. Pay me back after Christmas.”
“No! I don’t want any debts”
“Come on Granger, spend your money on Butterbeer or a night out”
Hermione tried to reassure him
“No! Enough” said Hermione. “Too late Ms. Granger, Mr. Malfoy has already transferred the payment out of his account”
Hermione was furious “God! Why did you that?”
“I’ve got nothing better to spend it on. And don’t blaspheme”
Hermione was angry and she left the store. “I’m sorry Mr. Malfoy”
“No its my fault. By the way that rare Muggle fairy tale book, do you still have it?”
“Yes I do”
“How much?” asked Draco
“Erm…three thousand Galleons” the keeper said worryingly. Draco took a sack full of money from his inside pocket and paid the keeper.
“All there sir, I would appreciate it if we kept this between ourselves”
“You know me Mr. Malfoy”
Draco smiled, he knew of the keepers loyalty too him
“Thanks, and Merry Christmas”
“The same too you sir, cause I’ll have one now”
Draco smiled and left the shop, with Hermione’s books in one arm, the DVD’s in the other and the fairy tale hidden in his bag.
“Why did you that?” asked a calm Hermione
“Well, you had no money on you. So I wanted to help”
“Look Malfoy, I appreciate it, really I do. But please let me pay it back”
Draco laughed “Okay, okay. Are you still coming round for the movie?”
“You bet” said Hermione.