A/N: The last chapter! Much shorter than the others. Enjoy!

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Yes. It was weird. Very weird for a Slytherin, especially this Slytherin, the Prince of the Slytherin House, to plan and leave so many factors that would cause his failure.

And something else was weird. Why was nobody looking for them? More than that, why was the corridor still empty? They had been there for more than an hour!

Harry looked at Draco. Draco was staring at him. Straight into his eyes.

"How weird that nobody has been in this corridor since we've been trapped right?" said Harry, not breaking eye contact.

"Indeed."

"How weird that none of my friends – and none of yours – are looking for us." Continued Harry.

"Indeed." Draco answered again, breaking eye contact, a faint blush appearing in cheeks. A suspicion wormed up in Harry's thoughts.

"And what a coincidence that you were with the mistletoe in the empty corridor I was at, while you were waiting for your crush, and that nobody's come yet – not even your crush."

"Indeed." Draco became redder. Harry's hopes went up like a rocket.

"Careful, I might think you and me are trapped on purpose." Draco glanced at him coldly, but he chose not to comment. His blush was even more intense. Harry got closer to him. Draco fidgeted a bit but didn't move away. Harry was beginning to feel elated.

"I might even think…" Harry leaned and whispered in his ear "that I am your crush". That sent shivers down Draco's spine. His face was boiling. He inhaled deeply, he could smell Harry's scent. He turned his head to look at Harry.

"What if it was on purpose…?" he whispered.

"I wouldn't know... I would have to be your crush for that." Harry's eyes were dilated. Draco gulped. His eyes were probably as dilated. He was blushing fiercely. Harry leaned even closer to Draco. Their lips were almost touching. "So, who's your crush?" asked Harry.

Draco was silent for a second, and then whispered "… Do I have to spell it out for you, Potter?"

"Yes" mouthed Harry.

Draco couldn't take it anymore. He kissed Harry fiercely. Harry responded immediately. Their lips were moving against each other, passionately. Draco alternated from kissing to nibbling his lips, and then licked Harry's lower lip. Harry granted him access to his mouth. Draco ravished his mouth, as much as Harry ravished his. Their tongues were battling, like the sworn enemies they had once been… but were not anymore. Maybe now it was a different kind of battle.

A few minutes later, the kiss finally ended, with a last peck from Draco on Harry's lips. They were both breathing heavily. The mistletoe was on the ground, not far away from them.

"Well, thank you for the kiss, your crush is a lucky one." Said Harry, with a meaningul look. Draco had a dazed expression.

"You idiot." Draco chuckled, hitting Harry playfully. "So, if you were to be my crush… Would you want to go out with me?"

"It'd be my every night fantasy." Answered Harry immediately, a broad smile on his face.

"Then I must say my plan played out exactly as I had hoped" Draco said, smiling back.

"You are not the Prince of Slytherin for nothing"

"And you have yet to see what's coming!", laughed Draco, a glint in his eye.

"A Gryffindor never runs from a challenge." Harry answered, walking with Draco hand in hand.

He then looked back at the mistletoe that was still hovering in the middle of the corridor, waiting for its next victims. Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes sure knew how to spice up Christmas.