Christmas Delight

‘Snow covered the urban metropolis, God it looked good from up here. The buildings were deserted due to the holidays, people were gathering outside carrying Christmas presents and traffic was building up and the faint sound of car horns were coming and going. She smiled as she watched the festive was going in full swing, although she would like to avoid the calamity that was going on, she knew she would have to face it soon. The simple decorated room was covered in darkness, die to absence of light. She felt a hand on her back as she turned around…’

Hermione opened her eyes and woke up. She turned to view her surroundings, it was her dorm. The heater was turned on and all the beds were empty, she groaned as she slowly got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. She looked in the mirror as she was brushing her teeth, what was the date today. As she exited the bathroom she noticed a letter on her nightstand. She ran to it and opened it.

Dear Hermione

If you don’t remember its Christmas Day today, please come round to the Common Room as soon as you are ready. I hope our day today will be special.
Draco
PS: Bring my fucking present Granger
Hermione went on the bed giggling, she now knew he used her surname, or the ‘M’ word in an affectionate way. Hermione looked at the clock it read eleven. She immediately got up and prepared for her date. She rummaged through her trunk and was looking for the dress.
‘Gosh I have so many shirts and jumpers. Christ I’m turning into a nerd’ she thought to herself.

Draco was cleaning his common room and dorm. If someone came into the room at that moment, his life would’ve been over since he was wearing an apron whilst he was polishing and dusting the place. ‘Just imagine’ thought Draco. Draco was also cooking the dinner, in the Muggle way. No magic, no spells, save a heating spell. As he looked at the food, he could not help but smirk at his efforts.
‘Yes Malfoy, you are an amazing cook. After tonight Hermione would want you just for your cooking’ Draco burst into laughter. The turkey was nearly ready and the roast potatoes were about to begin roasting. Draco was starting to appreciate food even more since he discovered his hidden talent in cooking. He was adamant at getting the best of everything, ‘for Hermione, I would sell the whole Manor’ This thought worried Draco.

Hermione was in the showers washing her hair. She needed to look perfect for the ‘Slytherin sex god’ the thought made Hermione blush. At that moment she began to worry, what if this is a sick twisted game that Draco was playing. Three nights ago she calculated what was going on between the two, the thought of her being just another notch on Draco’s bed sickened her. And almost immediately the thought of her conjuring up accusations so vile as she was doing, sickened her
‘Don’t make him evil. Please God don’t make him evil’ prayed Hermione as she washed her tear soaked face.

Draco was getting the dinner service ready. He expanded the coffee table into a dinner table and was excited about the fact that he will show off his family’s silverware.
‘Hermione will be impressed’ thought Draco. As soon as he finished, Draco sat down and thought about what to wear ‘Merlin, she’s making me into a woman’ shouted Draco. He stood up and went to his dorm.

Hermione dried herself off and charmed her wet hair dry. She looked at her naked body at the mirror, ‘Will he like me?’ thought Hermione. She got out her Armani perfume and sprayed a little bit as she started to dress herself in her black dress ‘God I hope he doesn’t get a heart attack’ thought Hermione.

Draco decided to wear a black suit without the tie; he undid the first three buttons on his shirt to expose his neck. ‘If she doesn’t find this attractive, she should be in St Mungo’s’ smirked Malfoy. He heard a knock as he put on his robe to cover his clothes. He walked towards it and opened it; “Hello Hermione” he smiled “please come in”. Hermione was also in her school robe as she entered the room. Draco with his back to her took off his robe and threw it on a chair, with his back to Hermione he asked Hermione “Fancy a drink?” “What are you having?” “Whiskey” “Yes please, can I have it neat” Draco with two glasses in hand turned around and nearly lost his balance as he saw Hermione in her dress, Hermione turned around and saw Draco in his suit and was equally shocked
“Gosh, you look so sexy” said Draco un-intent ally. Hermione blushed “You too”. Draco mesmerised walked towards Hermione and put the two glasses on the mantle.
They were both close now, Draco moved in and they both kissed, their lips were smashed together, Draco’s tongue pierced through Hermione’s mouth as her tongue pierced through Draco’s, with their tongues duelling and their eyes closed, they knew at that moment there was no turning back. They belonged to each other.
They broke the kiss and looked at each other ‘Potter, you really are a big headed, arrogant idiot; you clearly don’t know what you’re missing.’ Hermione was worried “Draco, I’m sorry” she whispered
“For what, I just can’t get my head round the fact that I’ve been a total prick. I was right Granger, you’re a man’s dream girl” Hermione smiled and blushed.

Draco went to the kitchen and looked at the turkey. Hermione followed him and was shocked “Don’t tell me you’ve been here all night?”
“Well, I just wanted to cook it for you”
“You could have just sent an elf to do it?”
“Granger, cooking is an art, and if you give it to someone else to do it. There’s no satisfaction, no enjoyment and most of all no appreciation. And in the present company I’m in, satisfaction is what my guest will get.”
A small tear fell from Hermione’s eye, “That’s so sweet, thank you”. Draco smiled and then fell into a smirk “Anyway I just wanted to show off that I’m more than just a snob” Hermione giggled. She left the kitchen and put on the hi-fi. Draco left the kitchen and saw Hermione singing and dancing
‘Could this girl be even more beautiful’ Draco watched her sing, she opened her eyes and looked at Draco, Hermione paused the song, however Draco just couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, “Dinner’s ready” said Draco, Hermione looked embarrassed
“Thanks” Draco turned back to the kitchen; however he turned back to Hermione
“Granger, you sing beautifully” said Draco. Hermione smiled

Hermione sat at the table and her mouth dropped,
“Draco are you trying to fatten me?” said Hermione.
Draco laughed “No! Where would I fit in” Hermione hit Draco playfully,
Draco was laughing “I like it when you’re cross” Draco poured the champagne into Hermione’s crystal goblet.
“This is beautiful Draco” she said as she took a mouthful of turkey into her mouth. “Thanks” said Draco. They chatted for two hours about there year, what are there plans after school, their families, their hobbies.
“So tell me how on earth you get mixed up with Pansy Parkinson?” said Hermione
“Don’t remind me, her parents and mine were acquaintances, father talked about them as self-indulging pig heads. Then again, he used to say the same thing about my mother” Hermione was shocked
“Oh yeah, father and mother were not in love, it was an arranged marriage. All Purebloods go through it, thank Merlin my mother is not alive”
“Why?” asked Hermione
“Because if she was, at this moment in time I would be having the worst experience of my life, my honeymoon with Parkinson”
“What does your father say all about this?”
“Well, he’s against it. You know he always used to say ‘Son you’re a Malfoy. You deserve the best of everything’”.
“So why are you with me?”
“Well I like you and I invited you round”
“No not that, why me. You could be going for Lavender Brown or Cho Chang”
Draco scoffed “Merlin Granger, I would not even touch Brown; she’s thick as a crayon and Chang well…”
“Tell me?” said Hermione
“Hermione this isn’t easy for me, and I don’t care if you tell this to Harry, but Chang and I had a one night stand”
Hermione was shocked “Jesus. Was this before?”
“Oh yes, I’ll tell you one thing Potter’s an idiot. But then again I’m grateful”
“For what?” asked Hermione?
“Well, if he wasn’t with Chang, he would be with you and I’ll be all alone and miserable”
Hermione smiled “Do I make such an effect on you?”
“More ways then one. Now tell me why Potter?”
“Well I fancied him, he’s hot, he’s loyal, he’s brave Harry Potter” moaned Hermione
“And where am I?” joked Draco
“You’re evil Draco Malfoy” said Hermione raising her eyebrows
“Got that right” he and Hermione smirked as they went in for a kiss. Draco caressed her cheek “So beautiful” Hermione blushed
“Well time for presents” said Hermione. Hermione handed hers first. Draco opened it “My god Hermione, you didn’t have to get me those”
“Well you’re collector, time to upgrade. It’s got DTS on it and everything, plus you said you liked heist movies Reservoir Dogs is the best one. Plus Alien is extended” Draco’s eyes were one of a child “Its beautiful, thanks Hermione” Draco hugged and kissed her. “Now yours” Draco handed her a heavy package.
Hermione opened it and found an old book, she opened it and was shocked
“This is the first ever book to publish fairy tales” said Draco
“Its beautiful, thank you” she hugged him and kissed him. Draco stood up
“I’ll be back in a minute, going to check the mince pies” Hermione fluttered her eyes
“You better, because I get critical when it gets to mince pies” Draco laughed and left Hermione alone. She looked at the book and flicked a few pages, however she started to feel that something was not right
‘Hermione how you could think that’ debated Hermione’s conscience. Hermione looked towards the kitchen and saw Draco was busy, she got out of sight and opened the book, and she got her wand out and whispered ‘reveal your secrets’ almost immediately a beautifully calligraphic appeared it read

Dear Hermione
I maybe a wizard but I never knew real magic until I fell in love with you.
Happy Christmas
Yours Always Draco

Hermione began to cry; Draco came out with tray and put it down on the table in front of the sofa. “Granger?” he turned around and found her sitting in the corridor crying. “What’s the matter?” he came to her and he saw the book, he was paused in his tracks. “Do you mean it?” said Hermione
“Yes, I do” said Draco as he gulped repressing his tears. Hermione looked up at him and kissed him “I love you too Draco, I love you too”.

With their deserts forgotten Hermione and Draco kissed, the hours turned into seconds, and time shifted. Draco was enjoyed many one night stands but he never was as close to his conquests as he was to Hermione, her kisses were a kiss of life to him and her mere presence elevated him. As they kissed one last time, Draco and Hermione stood up from the sofa and looked at each others eyes, they knew what they wanted, and it was time to give themselves to each other.