Draco bolts up awake as soon as the light hits his face - its Christmas! One thing the Wizarding World took to immediately from the Muggle World - everyone, Magical or Muggle, loves getting gifts. Even the most uptight Pureblood family does Christmas.

Even better, Sirius, Remus, and Bloom arrived the afternoon before, with Sirius claiming Christmas should be spent with family - family that likes you, anyway. Narcissa could only wince at the reminder - Sirius did not have a good childhood, and Draco was always told that Walburga Black had devolved fully into the Black Madness by the time Sirius was Sorted. Its no real wonder he ran away and became the proverbial black sheep - or is it white sheep? - of the family, along with Andromeda.

The sound of Sirius actually dragging Remus out of his guest room pulls him from his thoughts - along with Remus' protests of 'I can walk just fine, Padfoot, let go!' - and reminds him why this Christmas is better than usual.

Bloom's here! He gets a huge grin on his face and opens the door, only to get jumped from behind by a Disillusioned person the instant he steps out the doorway.

The arms alone are a giveaway that its Bloom even before she cancels the spell, as they're warm to the touch as they wrap around him. The hot breath on the back of his neck and in his ear makes a shiver go down his spine as she breathes out "Happy Christmas, Draco. Here's my first gift for you." He can't even respond before she cups his face and proceeds to snog him entirely breathless.

He barely even registers when he half-pulls, half-gets-pushed by Bloom back into his room so they don't get interrupted, or when the door closes via a small burst of magic from her. He only pulls back when his lungs are burning from lack of fresh air, and sees Bloom's gone wide-eyed with orange shot through her blue irises - a sure sign she was losing her own mind.

Merlin, he loves looking into those eyes - he could drown and burn in them at the same time, and would do so happily.

Bloom whispers "How long do you think we have before the adults-"

She doesn't even get to finish, as there's a knocking on the door and Narcissa's voice calls in "Draco, my dragon, are you awake?"

Bloom stifles what sounds suspiciously like an 'eep!' and transforms, flying upwards out of sight of the doorway. And not a moment too soon, either, as Narcissa enters as soon as Draco answers. Narcissa hugs him, saying "Happy Christmas, Draco! Come, your father is waiting down in the family room! And Sirius was wide-awake and dragging Remus there as well when I passed him."

Draco nods, and says "I'll be out in a minute, Mother. Just need to fix my hair so I don't have bed-head." Narcissa smiles at him, and says "I'm sure, my dragon. Can't have a certain red-haired lady seeing you with less-than-perfect hair."

Narcissa finally leaves, and Bloom lands with a sigh of relief, saying "Thank Merlin, I was afraid she'd never leave. Don't get me wrong, your mother is wonderful…but I don't exactly want her around every single minute." To emphasize which minutes that would be, she kisses him again.

Draco hums, after he pulls back an inch or so, and says "As much as I could do this all day, I'm sure you'd like to open gifts. And get ready for tomorrow."

Bloom blinks, and asks "What's tomorrow?"

Draco grins, and says "It's a surprise. I'm amazed Sirius agreed to it, really - he's extraordinarily protective of you, you know that right?"

Bloom nods, then says "I think he's trying his hardest to make up for all those years he was in Azkaban. And the one Dumbledore had him shut up in St. Mungos. Its nice, really, and I do appreciate it…its just a bit overwhelming at times. Like Molly Weasley the first time I actually met her, instead of just following and watching from a distance 'cause I could tell they were magical. I nearly blew her head off when she took all of us by surprise when Ron and the Twins brought me to the Burrow from Surrey."

Draco hums, presses his lips to just behind her ear - and is rewarded with a strong shiver from her - then says "Well, enough about depressing thoughts. Its Christmas, after all! Lets go."

Bloom smirks, and says "I thought you were going to fix your hair, though, Draco."

He reaches for his wand, flicks it at his head to cast the Charm, and says "There, fixed. Lets go. Oh, wait."

He then leans in and presses his lips to Bloom's and whispering "Happy Christmas, Bloom. Now, lets go."

Fred and George get to the last box, and see its got Bloom's handwriting on it - she somehow got stuff for everyone, like a new wand holster for Ron and a book of advanced Charms for Ginny. The latter resulting in a wicked grin from Ginny - she's already got her terrifyingly powerful Bat-Bogey Hex, and Bloom's basically just given her a list of other such spells.

Fred and George open the last wrapped object addressed to them, only to see it's a book with a girl in a dress holding a frog in her hands and looking like she's about to kiss it. Fred reads "'The Princess and the Frog.'"

"I wonder, brother mine, what was going through Bloom's head when she got this for us?"

They open the cover, only for a note to slip out. 'Wouldn't that frog look nice in a pink cardigan?' The next instant, they're howling with laughter on the floor. So is Ron, and then Ginny.

When they finally get themselves under control, Fred turns the page - and they find, in neat handwriting at the bottom of the page, a message from Bloom. 'There's more than a few benefits to being betrothed to our year's potions genius, you know. Even more so when his godfather is the youngest Potions Master in a century. Professor Snape was interestingly entertained when I brought up the idea of this story in our first brewing session.'

The next page makes it clear she wrote through the book.

'While my potions were brewing in our sessions, we'd toss ideas back and forth about this particular subject. According to him, any potions that can temporarily turn humans into animals last only a few hours. We figured a way around that, thankfully. Adding an Extension Charm after the Potion was made.'

'Unfortunately, as High Inquisitor, Toad-Bitch is keeping a count of any and all ingredients used by Professor Snape. His hands are metaphorically tied on the matter.'

'Luckily, he said you two were the best in your year and were more than willing to do a bit of last-minute brewing.'

The next page shows a brown frog that looks more like a toad…wearing a pink cardigan, with Umbridge's hair drawn around its head. Again, the Weasley siblings are hooting with laughter.

Ginny's the first to wipe her eyes, and then she gasps out "Now that potions kit she sent you two makes a lot more sense!" Ron says "And the order for fireworks! Loads of fireworks!"

Arthur and Molly can only stare in horrified fascination as Fred and George eagerly open the Potions kit from Bloom - she wouldn't…right?

As it turns out, she absolutely would and with a smile on her face.

There's a list of instructions on how to create 'a basic frog-transfiguration Potion' at home. As well as a vial that's Charmed to keep it fresh as long as its stoppered!

Arthur's had his run-ins with Dolores Umbridge, and he never liked her…and from what the kids have been saying, she's an absolute nightmare that actually tortures young children - not even in their teens yet! - for the smallest infraction or most ridiculous of excuses. Add to it the detail that she goes after anyone around Bloom instead of confronting the girl herself…

Suddenly, Arthur and Molly have no sympathy for that horrible woman. Anyone who can torture children, and take the coward's way out by targeting everyone that matters to whoever she actually wants to hurt - they get no sympathy from the Weasley Clan. They may be called Blood Traitors, but they're Gryffindors through and through - if they have a problem with someone, then they go to that someone. Not even the Purebloods that look down on them call them cowards, backstabbers, or weak-willed - the lot of them may be prejudiced, ridiculous, stuck-up traditionalists that can't see past their own noses because their views are in the way, but those views include respecting when a family sticks to their traditional values. Even if those values don't include the old ways.

The last page on the book Fred and George got says 'I just heard you guys and Professor Snape worked on this as well. Oops. Oh well, at least you guys got a good laugh out of it, right? Happy Christmas everyone, and here's to a successful brew.'

Draco wraps his arm around Bloom's waist as she stares in amazement at the view…from the top of the Eiffel Tower. The surprise Christmas gift was a tour of Paris - it certainly got Bloom ecstatic, alright. She's been one ball of fiery energy the whole trip, soaking up everything like she's a muggle sponge and its all water.

Hm, maybe I can talk mother and father into talking Sirius and Remus into letting us do a trip around the world after we get our OWL's back? Knowing Bloom, she'll get all O's, and I've been studying my arse off.

Bloom nudges him, asking "Thinking about something?"

Draco hums, and says "Just an idea. Also, how warm you feel up here." He sneaks a kiss under her jawline, making her shiver and heat up - a contradiction he could certainly put quite a bit of his mind trying to figure out.

Especially if she does that when he thinks she does.

AN: Hey, everyone! Next chapter is up! I hope you all liked the bit with the book, I thought it was hysterical. I know I'm seriously cutting in on the break compared to last time, but...seriously, the movie's break wasn't that much longer anyway. And I'm gonna have some fun scaring corrupt Aurors after Hagrid gets back. As well as imagining the single ugliest toad I can turn Umbridge into. Given her personality, it would fit.

Anyway, enjoy! More updates coming soon! If anyone has any requests before Bloom heads to Alfea - after summer break, that is - then now's kinda the time. Please review! Reading them makes my day!