Day 01
Under the Mistletoe
If there was one holiday tradition at Hogwarts that Harry hated, It was the Mistletoe Match Mash. An event where students from all Houses got a chance to kiss there crush under the Mistletoe. However the whole thing was random and you never knew who' you be kissing, what house they would be in or even their gender.
Everyone would get a seat and the chairs would randomly shuffle around the room and pair people. then Mistletoe would magically appear over some pairs, and until every pair kissed, the room wouldn't move. So if you didn't like the person, you shut your eyes real tight and quickly peck them. If you liked the person and the liked you, the problem lay with impatient people waiting for you to stop kissing and the next round to start.
Harry usually tried to avoid this, but every year Hermione would figure out a way to get him to come. Knowing what girl he currently had a crush on and saying that she'd heard that they were going. When she started calling him a coward for not going, that was the point where he'd finally agree to come. Naturally, Ron would also get dragged along too. Ginny could be quite threatening when she wanted to be.
This year, he had willingly agreed to come; as he knew Ginny would be there. That's right, his crush this year was on his best friend's little sister. He couldn't help it. She was just so Passionate and Beautiful and Fiesty. What's not to love about a girl like that.
Everyone gathered in the great hall waiting for the event to start. Instead of tables, the room was filled with chairs split into 4 sections. Each house had it own section, filled with dozens of people of all years. When the clock chimed 9 o'clock, the extra chairs vanished and the chairs began to move around. Soon laughter, groans, and taunts were heard all around as the pairs were made and the mistletoe appeared.
Harry was first paired with a First Year Ravenclaw girl, luckily no misletoe appeared. Next was a Seventh Year Hufflepuff boy, again no Mistletoe. Then a Hufflepuff girl, a fellow Gryffindor, a Ravenclaw, a Slytherin, and then a Gryffindor again. Not once had the Mistletoe chosen Harry. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had all kissed at least one person. In fact, Harry was sure Pretty much every student had kissed someone, except for him.
As the event came to a close, Harry had given up Kissing anyone. Harry sighed as the final round started and the chairs flew through the air. He was almost uninterested in who would be his final match; Until he saw it was Malfoy.
"Oh Great!" Malfoy said sarcastically. "I get stuck with you for the final round, Potter."
"I feel exactly the same way Malfoy" Harry half muttered under his breath.
"Here I was hoping to get some pretty girl to kiss." Malfoy continued his rant. " I haven't gotten mistletoe once tonight, and know I'm paired with you! This night couldn't get any worse"
"It just did," Harry said looking up. For as they were sitting there complaining, mistletoe had appeared. "I can't believe the only person I'm going to kiss tonight is you."
"You wish, Potter" Malfoy responded. "I'm not kissing you!"
"No, you Wish!" Harry Snapped Back. "I'd rather hug a whomping willow than kiss you!"
"Well, I'd rather be turned into a ferret again than kiss you!" Malfoy countered.
"Just Kiss already!" I voice called out from the crowd. Harry and Malfoy looked around to see everyone looking at them with a mixture of expressions. Some disgust, some Amusement, some Shocked, and some Bored. "We want to go back to our dormitories at some point tonight!"
"Fine!" Harry groaned.
"Just let it be known that I completely Object!" Malfoy answered.
"Noted," Harry said before grabbing Malfoy's robes and pulling him towards him. It was a short and awkward kiss. The impact split Harry's lip and Malfoy's face was still shocked when Harry Pushed him away. The normal groans and jeers and cheers quickly dissipated as everyone then cheered that the event was over and started back to their room. Harry left Malfoy without another word, and caught up with Ron and Hermione.
As Harry lay in his bed that night, he couldn't get that kiss out of his mind. The rush of pulling Malfoy towards him. The feel of Malfoy's lips on his, and the taste of copper from his lip. He absent-mindedly touched his lip. His last thought before he drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.
'Maybe the Mistletoe Match Mash isn't so bad...'