Disclaimer: i don't own the characters of Harry Potter. Unfortunately they all belonge to J.K.Rowling.
I just thought i'd write this lil story in the spirit of Christmas.
It was the day before they all went home for Christmas. Hermione was in her room packing all of her belongings she would need for the next two weeks.
Suddenly, she heard a crash coming from the common room she shared with Draco. She flew down the stairs to see what had happened and gasped.
There kneeling on the floor was Draco Malfoy, his hand covered in blood and a broken fire whiskey bottle on the floor.
Hermione rushed into the kitchen and came back into the room with a wet washcloth and some bandages. Without even looking at him, she began to clean off and wrap his hand.
She didn't need to ask what had happened or why he was drinking. She had found him in this state a week before and had asked why he was drinking so much. He had let slip in his drunken state that he never liked the holidays. It always meant going home to abuse and neglect. On top of all that his mother, the only one in his family who ever cared for him, had been killed a few days before.
Ever since that night, Hermione had caught Draco drinking himself into oblivion. She knew he didn't want to go home and face his father; didn't want to go home and face the emptiness.
Carefully, she lifted the drunken boy to his feet and led him to the couch where she laid him down. After covering him with blankets, she got to work on cleaning up the mess on the floor.
Walking back up the stairs to her dorm, Hermione promised herself she wouldn't leave him in the castle alone. She was afraid she'd come back to a dead Draco Malfoy.
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Early the next morning Hermione got herself dressed and walked down the stairs to the common room to check on the sleeping boy.
To her surprise, he was already awake. Taking a deep breath, Hermione got up the courage to ask Draco the question that had been burning in her throat since the night before.
"Do you want to come to my house for Christmas?" she said in one, quick breath. Surprised, Draco spun around and stared at the girl in front of him.
"I know you don't want to go home and I don't think you want to spend Christmas alone, so I was just wondering if you'd like to come with me." Hermione was so embarrassed; she could feel her face burning red.
"What?...why?…I…" Draco was so baffled he didn't know how to respond. He had never expected those words to come from anyone, especially Hermione.
Finally, Draco just muttered a simple, "Are you sure?"
Smiling, Hermione nodded her head.
"Well…I guess I should go pack, shouldn't I?" dazedly, Draco stumbled up to his room and started packing. He could already tell. This was going to be his best Christmas ever.
ok...i know this was short but i wrote this today and i didn't have too much time cuz i like to spend time with my fam.
hope you guys liked it.
flames are accepted.
and MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!
hope you guys got everything you wanted!
have a fun and safe holiday!