A/N: OMG, can it be true!!! AN UPDATE!! Lol…. A holiday present, everyone!

So, I'm sorry about this chapter... it's a little fluffy. Plus, a little OOC.

But besides that, I hope you enjoy it!

And happy holidays everyone!

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By Christmas day, not only had Draco fully moved into Harry's dorm, but they had also talked Dumbledore into hiding Draco at Hogwarts during the holidays, though that hadn't taken much persuasion. Getting Draco into the dorm room, however, had. It had been a very long battle, and Harry had tried to be gentle about it in the beginning, he did, after all, know how hard it was to grasp that Harry was seeing Draco Malfoy and that he wanted him to move into his dorm room. Even Harry himself was having a hard time believing it.

However, in the end, there had been a long screaming match. And once Harry had given up his niceness approach, and started screaming along with them, it hadn't been long before they reluctantly agreed.

The next step was to go to Dumbledore. Along with telling about Draco's decision to stay at Hogwarts for the holidays, they mentioned the Slytherin's reactions to their relationship. Surprisingly, Dumbledore beat them to what they were going to ask, requesting that Draco move in with Harry.

The next day, Dumbledore had magically expanded the dorm room, adding a sixth bed.

Harry chose to stay at Hogwarts this Christmas, instead of going to Weasley's. Even though he felt a little guilty, he didn't really see another option. He wasn't about to leave Draco on his own at Christmas, no matter how much he would miss the Burrow.

Funnily though, he didn't end up thinking much of the Weasley's once they were gone.

Draco seemed upset that Harry was missing out on the Burrow, and was determined to make the best Christmas.

The days leading to Christmas were spent wandering the castle hand in hand, something that Draco was always hesitant on doing when school was in session. He snuck Harry into Hogsmeade one day, treating him to lunch at the Three Broomsticks. He dragged Harry throughout the Castle in wild chases for mistletoe, though Harry was sure that this part wasn't purely for him.

But the best thing came on Christmas morning.

By the time he woke up, Draco was already gone from his bed. Curious, he wondered if he should go look for him, but he decided against it, figuring that he was only in the bathroom. He turned his attention instead to the pile of presents at the end of his bed. Surprisingly, the first one to catch his eye was the smallest one.

He picked up the small square box, carefully unwrapping the letter that was folded around it.

Harry,

I'm not really sure how to say this, so I'm just going to give it a go.

I'm sure you can guess what's in the box, but I wanted you to understand what it meant. I'm not trying to propose to you or anything… I just–

Wow, this is harder then I thought.

I just wanted to thank you for all that you've done for me these last couple weeks. I'm not sure how my Christmas would have gone if you hadn't pull those strings like you had.

I guess it's just one of the perks of dating the Boy-Who-Lived, right?

In all seriousness though, I also want you to understand how much you mean to me, and that I hope by this gift, you can see it.

Love,

Draco.

Harry let out the breath that he had been holding. His head shaking, he opened the small box, gasping at the beauty of the ring in front of him. There was a small gray stone in the center, one that, Harry swore, was the exact color of Draco's eyes.

"God, Draco," He whispered.

"You like it?"

Harry jumped, looking up to see Draco standing causally in the doorway,though he was looking at Harry nervously.

"Of course I do," Harry said, standing up and going to wrap his arms around Draco.

Draco sighed, and leaned against Harry.

"Good," he said.

They stayed like that for a moment, neither one talking, both of them just enjoying this moment that they had together.

After a few seconds, Harry pressed a light kiss to Draco's lips.

"Happy Christmas, Draco," he said.

Draco replied by with another kiss, though this one wasn't as light.

The new year was coming soon, Harry thought, as Draco lead him down to the couch in front of the fireplace in the Common Room. And for the first time, Harry was looking forward to it.

Fin.

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And there's the end. I'm sorry to end this on the holidays, but I'm know longer sure on how to keep it going.

But if anyone has a question that they'd like to see in a sequel, let me know!