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I wasn't planning on writing any fanfics for awhile, but I felt like writing something during my Christmas break. This is my Christmas present to you: a brand-new Draco/Luna fic :) I hope you like it. Please review, I promise I'll update fast if you do!

Silent Nights, Lustful Nights

"I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't." – F. Scott Fitzgerald

One: Home for Christmas

It was an unseasonably warm day for December. Tiny flakes of snow fell from above, staining the train windows with their wetness. Draco Malfoy gave a yawn of boredom. How much longer would this blasted train ride last? He couldn't wait to get home for Christmas, for he knew that his parents had spent a lot of galleons on gifts for him this year.

Draco couldn't remember the last time he had been so excited to go back home. Actually, he couldn't remember the last time he had been on such good terms with his parents. It was his best year at Hogwarts yet, and not only because he had been made Prefect and was one of Professor Umbridge's favourite students. No, he was having a grand time because he knew that Harry Potter was having just the opposite luck. The whole Wizarding world dismissed him as a liar and an attention seeker now, and nobody believed anything that old fool Dumbledore had to say anymore. Yes, it certainly looked as though things had turned for the better for Draco Malfoy.

He yawned again and Pansy Parkinson gently stroked his golden hair, asking him if he was tired. "No, I'm ruddy bored of this unending train ride," he snapped.

"We're almost there," Pansy replied. "Only half an hour left, I suppose."

"I don't see why we couldn't have used Floo Powder like we usually do," Draco continued irritably. "But the Ministry has blocked it for some stupid reason. What a tedious waste of time."

"How did Potter and the Weasley bunch manage to sneak out of the castle, I wonder," said Crabbe.

Malfoy scowled as he recalled the announcement Umbridge had made that morning at breakfast. She had been furious that they had managed to sneak away under her own nose, and Draco didn't blame her. "I suppose being Dumbledore's favourite boy has its benefits," he snarled. "It's sickening how Potter gets away with everything, it really is."

"He won't be for long," said Theodore Nott, smirking. "Now that Umbridge is managing the school, I reckon she'll do away with that old buffoon very soon."

Malfoy found this thought cheerful, as did the rest of his mates.

"So Nott, what's your dad getting you for Christmas this year?" asked Draco, not out of interest but more to brag about his own current situation.

Theodore shrugged awkwardly, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic. "I've asked for a new broom," he said quietly.

Draco smirked. "Father already bought me a new broom over the summer. I don't know what he's getting me for Christmas, but I know it's something big. He told me he has a surprise for me. I can't say that I wasn't anticipating this; my parents are, after all, incredibly proud of me this term."

Theo's face was turning red and he didn't say anything, which pleased Draco. He knew that the Notts didn't have as much money as his own family. They weren't poor like the Weasleys, of course, but for a Pureblood family they certainly didn't have as much prestige as the other Slytherins.

Whereas Draco's bragging had made Nott uncomfortable, his other friends seemed deeply impressed. Pansy was the most impressed out of the whole group, and she beamed at him. "I'll miss you, Draco," she murmured, stroking his hair again.

Draco smirked again as his friends enviously looked on. He loved having Pansy cooing at him in front of his friends. None of them had girlfriends, while he had managed to score the prettiest girl in the entire House.

"I know, but you'll see me soon enough," Draco said haughtily.

"Will we be invited for Christmas Eve again this year?" Goyle asked hopefully.

"Of course. You're all invited, as always." Draco knew that his friend was only interested in coming because of the abundance of food the Malfoys had at their annual Christmas party, as Goyle was certainly not the socializing type.

The Slytherins looked excited, especially Pansy. She rummaged through her wardrobe in her mind, attempting to decide which gown she would wear for the Malfoys' party. She needed something really stunning to impress Draco!

The train ride grew shorter, and the Slytherins decided it was time to change out of their uniforms. Pansy slipped out of their compartment to change in private while the boys undressed.

"Are you shagging that yet?" asked Goyle with a perverted grin.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Draco scoffed.

"Aren't you a lucky bloke, having a chick like that," Crabbe muttered.

Draco felt his pride soar, but he didn't show it. "Really though, Malfoy, have you done it yet or not?"

He felt himself go pink in the face, but he ignored it. Actually this had been in his mind quite a lot lately. He and Pansy had barely kissed, and he didn't know if she would be willing to go any further. He figured that he could convince her to, but Pansy was extremely prudish and he wasn't sure if she would be up for it.

"You haven't banged her, have you?" Theodore said quietly, observing the look on Draco's face.

"It's none of your business!"

"Oho!" Nott snickered. "So Malfoy is still a virgin! Fancy that!"

"Shut up!" Draco snarled. "I could have her in bed if I wanted to! We just...er, haven't had the proper opportunity to do it."

His friends began to laugh, much to his irritation. "But we're planning to do it over Christmas break!" he added furiously to shut them up. "Yeah, that's right. She's practically been begging me to fuck her, only I haven't had the moment to do it at Hogwarts. But when we're alone at my house this week..."

Just as he had predicted, his friends stopped laughing at once. "You are a lucky bloke," Crabbe muttered, and Draco was pleased to see that Theodore again looked envious.

The boys heard the compartment door slide behind them, and for a moment Draco froze in horror. Had Pansy heard everything he had just said? If she had, she would undoubtedly be furious and all his chances of getting laid would be gone.

He turned around and saw to his relief that it wasn't Pansy at all, but instead an oblivious-looking blonde haired girl with carrots hanging from her ears. "What do you want?" he snarled, and realizing that he had been in the midst of changing when the girl had entered and that his pants were down to his ankles, he pulled him up in haste and blushed furiously.

"Oh I beg your pardon," said the girl in a melodic, dreamy sort of voice. "I felt a swarm of wrackspurts fly in the compartment and thought I'd better warn whoever's in here."

The other Slytherins were ogling at the girl in disbelief. She didn't even seem to realize that they were half-dressed. "Get out of here, you freak! Can't you see that we're changing?"

The girl seemed to have barely heard them, but something seemed to have caught her attention in the hall and she floated away, leaving their compartment door wide open. Draco angrily shut it, amazed at the nerve of this girl.

"This entire school is full of nutters, I tell you!"

When Pansy returned, the story of the weird girl was recounted. She took pleasure in laughing at the poor freak, despite knowing who the girl had been. "Do you know who she was, Draco?" she asked.

"Never seen her in my life," he replied.

"I've seen her before," Crabbe said. "I dunno her name, but she seems really strange."

Nothing else interesting passed for the duration of the train ride. They reached King's Cross station shortly, much to Draco's relief. His parents were waiting for him at the station. His mother wrapped him in a tight hug. "We've missed you, darling," she murmured.

Draco blushed. He wished that his mother wouldn't do this in front of his friends. His father was much less sentimental, to his relief, and he merely nodded at Draco. Narcissa curiously eyed the short haired girl who was lingering next to Draco, her eyes shining with outmost admiration. "And nice to see you again, dear," she said kindly, though wondering suspiciously what exactly her relations to her son were.

"Pleasure to see you again, Mrs Malfoy," said Pansy politely.

"Alright, so I'll see you all in a few days, won't I?" Draco said, turning to his friends, who were also talking to their own parents.

They nodded, assuring him that they would indeed come to the Malfoys' Christmas party. "Er, well see you then, Draco," Pansy said awkwardly. She wanted to give him a goodbye kiss but was too shy to do it in front of both their parents.

"Yeah, I'll see you soon," Draco replied with the same awkward hesitance. He watched her turn around and follow her parents. She turned around briefly, catching his eye and offering a shy smile. Draco grinned back, then caught his trunk and followed his own parents out of the station.

He was growing anxious as he thought about the party. For the first time, Pansy would actually be in his house. They wouldn't exactly be alone, but the party would keep his parents busy and it would give them a chance to sneak away into his bedroom. His heart racing, Draco wondered if it would finally be the night.