Day 25

Harry woke up to kisses being placed lightly on his cheeks and forehead.

"Morning," he said softly, smiling.

A kiss was pressed to his lips.

"Morning."

"Merry Christmas," Harry whispered, kissing Draco again.

"Merry Christmas. Can we just spend it here and have sex all day?"

"As much as I would enjoy that, I have friends and presents to get to."

"About that... can I give you my present later tonight?"

Harry raised his eyebrows, and Draco smacked him, laughing. 

"Not that kind of present!"

Harry relaxed, grinning.

"Of course," he said, kissing Draco lightly and sitting up. "Let's go to the Common Room!"

Ever since Neville and Blaise had started dating, the Slytherins had started just hanging out in the Gryffindor Common Room. Eventually they had just started sleeping in the beds of students who didn't come back that year, and it just became theirs as well.

As Harry and Draco stepped into the room, eyes turned to them, and smiles were brightly portrayed on everyone's faces.

"Mistletoe!" Pansy sang.

Harry and Draco looked up, smiling, and sure enough, mistletoe hung above their heads.

Harry shrugged, smiling, and kissed Draco softly before walking towards their friends.

"Cuties," Blaise said, bumping his shoulder against Harry's. Harry smiled.

Him and Draco had never really had to come out as a couple. They  had just come to breakfast the morning after their first time together, and they had just been closer. No one questioned it, no one said anything, no one cared.

It was perfect.

Harry and Draco opened their presents and gave presents to their friends, and they all went to the Great Hall to eat breakfast.

As they all say at the Gryffindor table, Harry noticed something strange.

Diane, Damon, and Hermione sat at the Slytherin table together, talking.

Harry frowned, but waved it off for now.

"Harry, what did Draco give you for Christmas?" Lucinda asked.

Draco squeezed his hand, which, somehow, Harry knew meant lie.

"This beautiful bouquet of tissue paper roses he made," he replied, smiling.

Everyone "awww"ed.

"What about you, Draco?" Ron asked. "What'd Harry get you?"

Draco smirked. "Way too much chocolate and a book I really wanted."

They laughed lightly, and returned to their meals.

****

Later that night, Harry and Draco sat together on their bed.

They handed each other their presents, both small boxes.

Harry opened his.

"No fucking way," he breathed.

The second Draco opened his, he breathed out an incredulous laugh. "You're fucking kidding me."

In the box Harry had given Draco laid a ring of silver and emeralds, a silver snake curled around the larger emerald in the middle.

In the box Draco had given Harry laid a ring of gold and rubies, a gold lion leaping over the larger ruby on the middle.

Harry burst out laughing. "How the fuck did we manage to get each other matching gifts?" he asked between giggles.

Draco was laughing too. "I don't even know."

Harry stoped laughing to study his ring. "It's really is beautiful, Draco, thank you," he said seriously.

"As is mine, thank you."

Both boys slid their rings onto their right hand ring fingers.

Harry kisses Draco lightly. "Merry Christmas, Draco."

"Merry Christmas, Harry."

And the pair fell asleep, unaware of what would happen in the morning.