Christmas with him

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I do realize that Christmas is long past, but I wanted to write this. I put all of the outfits at the beginning, as you could probably tell. And these are considered your "most memorable" Christmas with him. 

Harry~ Set in Fifth Year

Your P.O.V.

"Do I look alright?" I asked Ginny.

"Y/n, as I've said, you look fine," she sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, but I'm seeing Harry in a few minutes," I panicked.

"And it's not like you haven't seen him before, or talked to him, or are dating him!" she laughed.

I laughed as well. Someone had knocked on the door.

"I hope you're dressed because I'm coming in," they said.

Hermione poked her head in the doorway and smiled. She started frowning when she looked at my hair.

"What?" I asked rubbing my arm and looking down.

"Your hair," she said. "Come to my room, I'll help you with it."

"Thank you 'Mione," I let out the breath I'd been holding in.

I ran to her room with her in front of me, thank goodness the boys were still asleep. We stepped into the semi-small room and sat on the bed. 

"I know what to do with it, don't worry," she smiled.

I just closed my eyes and left Hermione to do my hair. A few minutes later she said she was finished. I looked in the mirror to see a y/h/c braid.  (the one above) 

"Thank you 'Mione," I hugged her tightly.

"Your welcome," she giggled. "Now go wake up your man, breakfast is almost ready."

My face flushed with red at what she had said. I walked out of the room and quietly into Ron's room, where Harry was still sleeping. I quietly stepped into the room and closed the door. Ron had already left, probably smelling breakfast being cooked downstairs.

I tip-toed over to where Harry laid out on the floor. I sat down beside him and watched his face. He looked so peaceful, his glasses off and his hair all over the place. I placed my head on his chest and put my hand on his cheek.

I gently rubbed my thumb across his cheek and his eyes slowly opened. I took my head off his chest and looked at him. He sat up and searched for hi glasses. Once he found them he put them on and looked over at me.

He had a smile plastered on his face, as did I. He opened his arms and I crawled into them. He wrapped his arms around me and we sat like that for a few minutes. We sat, just basking in each other's presents.

"Hold on, I have a gift for you," he said.

I gasped. "I do too, I'll be right back."

He laughed as I skipped out of the room and down the hallway. I made it to my room, which for now I shared with Ginny. I looked under the bed and saw the package. It wasn't a lot, but I would hope he'd like it.

I walked back to the room. On the way back, I felt more uneasy about the gift, what if it didn't meet up to the value of his gift?

I made it to the doorway and I walked in. He still sat on the floor and I sat in front of him. We exchanged gifts.

"Open yours first," he urged. "I want to see your reaction."

The smile displayed on his face could light up a room. I slowly started unwrapping the gift carefully. I found a small box. On it, it read, "Conversation Starters".

I dropped my hands into my lap and gave him the 'are you kidding me'  face. He busted out laughing, and I soon followed. 

"Oh, my, god," I laughed. "I can't believe you Harry Potter."

His laughing died down as he picked up his gift from me.

"Wait," I stopped him. "I just wanted to say that I know it isn't the best, but with the little money we have it's all I could do."

He giggled and slowly unwrapped the gift. He pulled out the little pouch with a crossed design. (The # thingy) He undid the strings and poured out little rocks with X's and O's written on them in white. He looked at them in confusion. then looked up to me for clarification. 

"I learned about this Muggle game from a friend. I think it's called 'tic-tac-toe' or something," I smiled. "I decided you'd probably know how to play, and my friend taught me how. I thought we could play sometime?"

I looked over to him and he was just a little ray of sunshine. He was smiling ear to ear and rolling one of the O pebbles between his index and thumb, looking down at it.

"Y'know y/n, you might've outdone me this year," he admitted.

We both sat there giggling and cuddled up to one another until we got called down to breakfast. After that we did the normal. Sitting in the Living Room and getting handed resents one by one and opening them. 

Ron~  Set in fourth year

Your P.O.V.

I felt someone playing with my hair while I slept. I tried swatting them away, but that didn't work. I opened my eyes slowly when a kiss was placed on my forehead. I saw Ron looking at me.

"Good morning buttons, and Merry Christmas," he smiled.

I yawned out a 'Merry Christmas' and curled up against him again. Our legs were a tangled mess, and so was my hair. My bare legs were warm underneath the blanket. Ron wrapped his arms around me and placed a swift kiss on my lips and sat up.

"Where are you going?" I whined. "You were warm."

I held my arms out like a child and he laughed. He carefully walked over to my side of the bed we shared, careful not to wake up Harry. He picked me up and I rested my head on his shoulder, placing a kiss on the outer part of his shoulder, he did as well.

He walked to Hermione's room and knocked on the door. She was quick to open the door and smiled. Ron put me down and, before leaving to get ready, he kissed the side of my head. 

"Are we all just staying here?" I asked as he started walking away.

"Yeah we are, you don't need to get all fancy," he replied.

I walked into Hermione's room, where all of my belongings were, and where I was supposed to sleep but I don't. I walked over to my trunk and pulled out the outfit I was planning on wearing. 

I pulled out a simple white, long sleeve top and red and white leggings with deer designs on it. I decided on just wearing black and light gray fuzzy socks and a red scarf. I let my hair down and Hermione handed me a brush, which I used to get the tangles out of my hair. I pulled it back a bit and tied a red bandana around my head. 

I, last minute, put on a sheer pink lip gloss. I grabbed Ron's present and walked to the kitchen. I saw Mrs.Weasley fixing breakfast. I walked past and put Ron's present with all the others, which was tiny compared. I walked back into the kitchen to help Mrs.Weasley with the food. 

"Is there anything I can help with?" I asked smiling.

"Um," she looked around with a finger on her chin. "You can get all of the mugs out of the cupboard and start with the Hot Cocoa, if it isn't too much trouble."

"It isn't that much trouble at all. Back with the Dursleys we had to do way more work, this isn't a lot," I smiled.

She gave a sad smile as I started counting how many people were going to be there.

'Let's see, there'll be Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George, Ginny, Mrs. and Mr.Weasley...' in the end there was about nine cups that needed to be ready.

I got to work right away, but there were only eight clean cups in total. 'I guess I won't drink anything'. I burned myself a few times, but I'm used to it by now. I set out all of the cups along the table and placed all of the silverware around the table as well.

I sat in the Living room, admiring all of the presents. It felt so nice to know that that many presents wasn't just all for one person, but for everyone. I honestly don't mind if I get a single present, I just want everyone else to be happy.

"Alright breakfast is ready!" Mrs.Weasley yelled.

*time skip*

We all sat around the table, eating and laughing when Mr.Weasley kept asking Harry and I about Muggle objects and their functions.

Ron leaned down in my ear and whispered. "Do you not have anything to drink?"

I shook my head 'no' and whispered back. "It's fine, I prepared the drinks. I'm used to it, it's completely fine."

I saw the sadness in his eyes. He excused himself from the table and headed towards the kitchen. (Just pretend the table isn't in the kitchen, but in another room) 

He came back a few moments later and placed a glass in front of me. It was filled with water and he took his place back beside me again. 

"There, don't do that to yourself," he whispered and kissed my temple.

"Get a room would you!" Fred yelled.

"I mean, she's got one, but she'd rather be in Ron's," George laughed.

I blushed and looked down at my lap and bit my lip. I excused myself from the table and ran up the stairs to my and Hermione's shared room. A tear slid down my cheek out of embarrassment. I was never a huge PDA person, so I get embarrassed when people point it out. 

I quietly closed the door behind me and sunk into the bed I was supposed to be sleeping in. I rolled over onto my side to face the wall. Tears fell out of my eyes and I curled up and pulled the covers over my body.

The door slowly creaked open and closed the same way. The person had walked over to my bed and sat down on the bed, making it sink down. The person pulled me upwards and wrapped their arms around my waist.

"Don't listen to them buttons," Who I could only assume as Ron spoke softly. "They're just jealous. If you can listen closely you can hear mom yelling at them."

We sat there, not making a sound. And sure enough we could hear Mrs.Weasley yelling at the twins. We both sat there laughing to ourselves.

Ron had convinced me to come back downstairs. When I did I received two apologies from both twins. I giggled and let them be. I sat beside Ron on the floor around the tree. They started passing around presents. Harry and I both got one, both had a classic Weasley sweater and homemade fudge.

I was very grateful for the present and leaned against Ron as he open all of his presents.

"Leave mine for last," I whispered, pointing to the small package that laid beside his right foot. 

He smiled at me and nodded, leaving that one for last. Once he got to it he slowly opened it and pulled it out of the wrapping. He pulled a bracelet out of the package. It had 'I love you to the moon and back' written on it in my handwriting engraved on the inside with our names on the outside. 

"I love it buttons," he kissed my cheek. "Here's yours."

He handed a package around the same size that mine was. I opened it and found a necklace inside. Instead of any charms or pearls, there was a single button in the middle, but it wasn't just any button, it was one from one of my favorite shirts of his.

There was writing on the back of it. 'I love you more than all the stars in the sky'. 

"A lucky coincidence isn't it," I laughed.

"Yep, it was," he agreed.

Draco~ Set in sixth year

Your P.O.V.

"Are you sure you want to go to this?" Draco asked. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

I sighed from the inside of the room  I was in. "Yes, Draco. I want to go to this." I said. "I need to get my hair done and put on my dress and I'll be ready. Whether you like it or not, I'm going."

He sighed and walked away. I rolled my eyes and giggled at how weird Draco can be. Why doesn't he want me to go? I don't know.

I finished curling my hair and pulled it back into a low side bun. (picture above) I removed the clothes I was previously in and slipped on the cream dress I had got. I put on the matching heels and checked my makeup one last time.

Thanks to Mrs.Malfoy, my makeup looked stunning. She really liked me being around, which is surprising considering that I was a Weasley. We got along pretty well from the beginning.

Now, Mr.Malfoy is a different scenario. He still is skeptic about me, but hopefully tonight would change that.

I stepped out to see Draco waiting for me. He was wearing a jet black tux with a Slytherin green tie. His hands were shoved in his pockets, he was chewing his bottom lip out of nervousness.

Once I stepped out his head shot towards me. I was completely out of the room and closed the door before he did anything. His mouth fell to the floor. the dress did hug my curves, until the very end when it fans out.

"You look," Draco was at a loss for words.

"Different, weird," I looked to the side.

"Stunning."

I looked at him as he walked closer to me. He placed his hands on both sides of my face.

"No matter what anyone says, you look stunning, beautiful, gorgeous, whatever you want to call it," he smiled.

He put a quick, but sweet, kiss on my lips and grabbed my hand, leading me to the Dining room. The Tree was placed in the corner and was marvelous. It was a lovely forest green with glittering silver and champagne ornaments hung from the branches. 

"It's so lovely," I whispered. "I feel the tree is dressed more than I am though."

Draco let out a chuckle at that. He walked along to meet with his parents. Once we caught up to them I curtseyed and rose back up. I held my back up straight and my head high. They both nodded to me and Mrs.Malfoy took my arm, and walked away with me.

"You look beautiful," she complimented as though we were best friends.

"Thank you," I smiled. "I couldn't do this without you. The makeup, the dress, the shoes, I love it all."

"I'm glad," she smiled back. "I have a secret to tell you. Draco's been talking about you alot and I think his father is pulling a liking for you a bit more."

My whole aura brightened at the news. I smiled and walked with her to the long table with a table runner running down the middle. 

"This really is extravagant isn't it?" I laughed.

"Yep, it is isn't it?" she laughed as well. 

"Thank you for letting me stay here for the break," I said.

"Dinner's ready!" 

*time skip*

I sat beside Draco in his room, watching him play with the ribbons on the floor. I changed out of the dress and folded it and gave everything back to Mrs.Malfoy.

Draco tied one of the ribbons in a bow around my head, making the actual bow rest on the top of my head.

"Look, the best present I could ever receive," he laughed. 

I giggled and took his hands in mine and placed them on the sides of my face. I smushed them together, making my face scrunch up in the process. He stole a kiss and laid back down. We stayed silent for a while, just looking at each other.

My smile slowly faded as I started thinking about how my family celebrated without me.

"Hey, cheer up," Draco said. "I bet your gifts will come soon. They didn't forget about you."

I smiled a bit and crawled to lay on top of Draco. My legs were on either side of his legs and my arms were stretched out towards his face. I put my hands on his cheeks and smushed his face together. I giggled and rested my head on his chest.

"Hey y/n," Draco whispered. "I have something to show you."

I hummed a response and rolled off of him onto his bed. I grabbed the blanket and rolled myself into a blanket burrito. Draco got off the bed and walked to his closet. He pulled out a box and walked back over to the bed.

He placed it in front of my face and I gave him a curious look. He motioned for me to open it. I slowly undid the ribbon and the wrapping. I opened the box to see a smaller box, but this one was wooden.

"What is this?" I asked.

I took it out and put it on the bed. It was a wooden box with engravings on it. Once I looked closer I saw dates and names. On the lid of the box it had things written like...

"Y/B/D
Y/n  L/n

June 5, 1980
Draco Malfoy

Together since 1994"

...written on the top with beautiful designs on the top and around the sides. I opened it to see an toy owl and a few chocolate frogs.

"I love it Draco," I said with a tear cascading down my cheek. "I love it a lot."

"I'm glad," he smiled.

"I feel bad because I didn't get you anything, nor can I get you anything like this," I cried.

He pulled me into an embrace and laughed at me. He rubbed my back as I basically bawled my eyes out about his gift and me not being able to give anything back, I felt horrible.

"I really wish I could get you something, but I can't Draco," I sniffled.

"It's fine my angel," he wiped my tears away. "Remember what I said earlier. 'the best present I could ever receive', that's you y/n."

I smiled and hugged him back. We soon fell asleep holding one another, our legs tangled together.

Fred~ Set in sixth year

Your P.O.V.

"Y/n you look fine," Hermione tried calming me down.

"But I could look so much better," I cried.

"Y/n, y/n, y/n," Hermione grabbed my shoulders, "this is just the Malfoy in you speaking."

"What is that supposed to mean 'Mione?" I asked.

She sighed completely fed up with me at this point she left and came back soon with Fred.

"What's wrong Kitten," he came over and hugged me.

"At this point I don't know, my outfit just doesn't look right," I said. "There's just something off about it."

He stepped back and looked at my outfit. A short, sleeveless, red dress and black tights. Black wedges and a red and black ring. My hyena necklace and my hair in incomplete braids, the rest was let loose in pigtails.

He snapped his fingers and pointed at me. "What you need is a lovely, red-headed man by your side."

"Oh, I wonder where I'll find one at a time like this," I rolled my eyes and

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