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rinamorten · 1 year

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CHRISTMAS DRABBLE Hogwarts 1998

She found out quite by accident that he wasn't going home for Christmas, and stayed. She didn't know why she decided to refuse Molly and stay at Hogwarts too. Why didn't she want to leave school, even though everyone was trying to persuade her to come and celebrateChristmasat Burrow.

But she stayed I school.

Hermione didn't see him at the Christmas Eve dinner yesterday, when all the children who stayed at school and the teachers gathered. Although his friends Theo and Blaze were there.

She tried to find Draco in his room, which is next door to hers, because they are both prefects, but he never answered any of her knocks, and she just went for a walk around the school.

She is still waiting for him right now, sitting on one of the armchairs in their living room and pulling the sleeves of a knitted sweater cause she nervous. Her gaze burns through a single gift under the Christmas tree, which she has wrapped in green wrapping paper and wrapped with a silver bow.

Hermione waits for him for more than an hour, but then she gets up and leaves, completely soaked in disappointment.

She's awake when the door to their living room creaks open and stares at her own door as if trying to see through the walls.

She's barely breathing.

When, almost half an hour later, her patience begins to slowly slip away, and Draco still hasn't slammed the door to his room, she decides to finally leave the room.

He's sitting on the couch with his back to her. His platinum hair is kind of yellow from the firelight and slicked back. He turns his head slightly in her direction, showing a small profile. Just a little bit. To let her know that he knows.

She hears an overly loud intake of breath, and then:

"Do I look like a house elf?" he asks softly, and Hermione swallows, taking a step forward, and slightly walks around the sofa to stand almost at the armrest.

His eyes seem tired to her, his shoulders are haggard, and his cheekbones are too sharp. It was as if he had forgotten how he should look and that he should take care of himself.

"Honestly? Now - yes."

She freezes, afraid that she has said too much, that now he will get angry with her and send her to hell. But Draco just grins. The corner of his lips lifts until the grin turns into a smile and she notices the dimple on his cheek for the first time. And nearby... a single tear rolls down very close, which glitters from the fireplace flame.

Hermione gathers enough courage to sit next to him on the sofa. And only thirty centimeters separate them from each other.

She looks at the scarf in his hands. The dark green stripes echo the gray ones, and his fingers are pressed into the image of the constellation of the Dragon. And Merlin knows how long she has been suffering with these dots instead of stars. At the other end there is also the inscription Draco, but that is not visible now.

"Merry Christmas, Mm... Draco," it seems damn wrong to call him by his last name. Not now.

"We are who we are. No more. No less. Where is this from?" he quotes the inscription that she wrote on his gift, and Hermione smiles weakly.

"From my father's favorite books. The Sword of Truth. "

He nods softly, continuing to look at the scarf while she looks at him.

"I have nothing for you." he finally looks up at her with his icy gray eyes, which seem warm now.

She shrugs and smiles. "I'm not expecting anything for Christmas."

"Why?"

Hermione pulls the sleeves of her sweatshirt tighter, trying to hide the anxiety and emptiness that has appeared in her body.

"It's just that gifts have ceased to be something special for me. I can't even remember the last time someone gave me something I'd like." She notices how Draco begins to frown with every word she says, forcing her to speak quieter and quieter.

She really stopped treating gifts with some kind of hope or something. Friends for the most part always gave her unnecessary nonsense, and parents preferred to just give money because they did not know what their beloved daughter, whom they saw four months a year, would like.

They sit in the silence of the late evening, while only the crackling of logs in the fireplace fills their small living room, and the time has long passed midnight.

They both do not know at what moment his head fell on her legs, and her hands gently began to sort through the blond strands.

But they stayed silent.

This evening was the first time they talked. And it definitely won't be the last.

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trom-bones · 5 months

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Happy Dramione-mas to you. Here's a link to my Christmas themed one shot based on this image <3

#dramione #dramione fanart #hermione x draco #feat snowman harry potter #dramione christmas #enemies to lovers #hermione granger #draco malfoy #hp fanart

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omniluci-estumbra · 6 months

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“And does he notice my feelings for him

And will he see how much he means to me

I think it’s not to be…”

(don’t worry hermione he notices)

❄️💀❄️

Last couples costume for the year is Jack Skellington and Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas - they felt like the right fit to close out spooky season and start looking towards snowy time…I tried to kinda make this lean a little more into those Henry Selick vibes with the longer limbs etc but still keep it my style - idk though I think my style kinda took over lol

Really enjoyed doing these and will definitely do this again next year!

#dramione #dramione fanart #draco malfoy #hermione granger #nightmare before christmas #jack skellington #sally skellington #jack and sally #draco x hermione #procreate #omniluci

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enselius · 1 year

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Floo powder snog 🎄✨

#dramione #hpfanart #christmas at hogwarts

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bis-art · 1 year

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Draco and Hermione under the mistletoe 🌱🎄

#digital art #art #bis__art #harry potter #hp art #hp artwork #гарри поттер #slytherin #hermione granger #draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #dramione #christmas #mistletoe

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tinyq · 4 months

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My contribution to the D/Hr Advent 2023 fest this year! (If you haven't already, go check out all the pretty art and lovely stories!!) Again, thank you to everyone who nominated me!

Happy Holidays!!

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writer-swift-knight · 1 month

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Alright even more art by the wonderful @cocotamarindo! I know it is almost April but this image has been in my head since I wrote this scene last Christmas so here it is for us all to enjoy on Easter weekend!

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #draco x hermione #dramione #fanart #dramione fanart #dramione fanfic #hermione granger #draco malfoy #christmas #matching onesies #holiday traditions

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dramioneasks · 5 months

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Christmas Fics 2023 (Part 1):

Hermione's Holiday Healing by Fawkes01 - M, WIP - Upon deciding to end her 'relationship' with Krum, Hermione also chose to remain at Hogwarts for Christmas. She knew everyone would be disappointed when she didn't arrive at the Burrow, but she needed time to herself. Little did she know that Malfoy had also chosen to stay at the castle for the holidays. It surprised her even more when they began to grow close.

Christmas Treats by cleotheo - T, one-shot - As the Christmas festivities get under way at Malfoy Manor, Draco Malfoy has a special treat for his family. However, he isn't the only member of the family with a Christmas Surprise up their sleeve. Fluffy, festive Dramione one-shot.

Christmas Magic by Darcy M. James - K+, one-shot - Hermione takes a holiday to France to enjoy the Christmas market, dealing with the after effects of the war. She happens upon someone from her past and her day takes an unexpected turn for the better. One-shot. Hermione & Draco. Slight fluff (there's some hard-hitting moments though).

The Library Liaison by Anonymous - E, WIP - When Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy realise they’ll need to ring in the New Year by fake-dating, they think that’s just what comes with the job. Little do they know that they’re going to get far more than they bargained for.

To Woo a Witch by MyDelphi - E, WIP - Single father Draco Malfoy adored his son. And had decided that for his first Yule, Scorp deserved a priceless gift for being such a good little boy. And what was more priceless than getting him a mother? Getting him Granger as a mother. (Which would be a very convenient present as Draco Malfoy was terribly and irrevocably in love with her.)

Under the mistletoe by hazzapresents - E, WIP - no summary

The Christmas Prank by Ashabadash - M, WIP - Someone at Hogwarts is in the fun and festive mood and Christmas pranks centered around the 12 Days of Christmas have been popping up all throughout the castle, much to the dismay of several professors, including Transfiguration Professor Hermione Granger and the newly appointed Potions Master, Draco Malfoy. Will solving the mystery of this Christmas Prank put these two in the romantic holiday mood? Or will it Scrooge their season?

Twelve Spells of Christmas: The Yuletide Revelations. by Helledore - T, one-shot - Draco and Hermione exchange twelve enchanted notes. What will this Christmas bring?

All I Want For Christmas Is You by leopoldfucker - E, one-shot - hristmas Eve is a special day for Draco and Hermione, and it’s about to get even more special. That is, if Hermione says yes.

#christmas #dramione

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aplthree · 5 months

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Yule Ball ❄️

After the Dance with the Triwizard Chamption that was the time that Hermione truely appreciated the beauty of the Great Hall. It was a sight straight out of a fairy tale that she once read during her childhood days.

The walls were adorned with cascading ice that looks like an ice castle that shimmer under the soft glow of the floating candles and chandeliers. The ceiling mimicked the night sky, with snow falling above us.

Viktor lead her to the chair beside her friends and said that he would like to dance with his other schoolmates that came to Hogwarts

Her eyes scanned the room, catching glimpses of familiar faces in their attire. She saw some boys from different houses and different year smiling and waving at her. Gone was the image of the studious bookworm buried in her books. Whispers of admirations and awe can be hered whenever people pass by her.

But amidst the people, her gaze sought someone - a person who she know she want to spend the night with, rather than the one who invited her.

Near the edge of the crowd, stood Draco Malfoy holding cup of pumpkin juice. He look handsome as always. Draco decided that he won’t be bringing any dates since his friend Pansy was invited by Theo.

Their relationship was a secret, away from prying eyes and judgemental whispers of people. Pureblood and muggle-born relationships are okay in the eyes of some people but it was frowned upon upon the Pureblood Societies and some from the older families that some of her classmates was from.

It started in a partnership they had from a class that grow into a genuine friendship. That friendship bloomed for a short period of time and the barriers that supresses their feelings began to crumble, revealing a connection that surpases the house rivalries, prejuice, and society’s expectation.

Hermione decided to hide their relationship because she is scared by what would happen to Draco when their relationship become well known to the people. Knowing his family, not only they would disinherit him but they will also disowned him just like what happened to his Aunt, Andromeda. Draco is only 14 years old as of now, we are not yet adults and no means getting money for the future if it happens.

She didn’t notice she was staring at him when a pair of silver-gray eyes locked with hers. Draco smiled at him while talking with Theo, Theo notices where Draco was looking and pushes him.

Her eyes widden when he was slowly making his way towards her. “No” she mouthed.

But he looks determined to continue his plan. She wants to go away because she knew what will be the consequences of their actions to tonight.

He stops and held his hand in front of her.

“Hermione?” She hear Harry calls her name.

She looks around and almost all of the students around them stop what they are doing and looking into their way.

“May I have this dance, Hermione?” His voice has a hint of vulnerability and determination at the same time. She glanced around nervously, knowing the implocations of being seen together.

“Are you sure?” She didn’t need to ask the following questions that linger on the tip of her tongue.

They always have this heart to heart talk, she knew his answer.

He nod, she look at her friends that has a surprise look on their faces but Harry, Harry just smile at me.

Taking a deep breath, she placed her hand in his. “I’d love to.” She replied with a soft smile.

They stepped onto the dance floor and the music begans to play. Draco’s touch was gentle yet firm as we he moved in perfect rhythm. Knowing that she don’t have any practices aside from the performance we have with the Champions she keeps saying her sorry whenever she steps in his foot.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

“Oh me? Yes! Brilliant. Perfect! Now that the whole Hogwarts know our relationship, the news will travel as fast as a text will be.” She murmur.

“Text?” She hear him mumble. “Hermione we don’t need to hide anymore.”

She didn’t speak but keep her eyes on their feet, her eyes start watering knowing what will happen to his intended. No family, no power, and no money. What will happen to them in the future.

He stopped dancing and called her name again. She look up with his eyes watering from all the thoughts she can think of. “Love, no need to worry.” He smiles.

“I want you to know that before my decision to ask you for a dance I’ve taken steps to ensure your peace of mind.” He continued.

“I’ve talked to my Uncle, Sirius remember him. We talked with the help of Potter. I transferred almost all of my inheritance to his vault with his help. No need to worry about being disinherited especially disowned. Sirius will be accepting me open arms.” My eyes widen by his confession. That’s why Harry was smiling earlier! They planned this!

“I- I don’t know what to say.” Hermione finally manage to speak and react from what she hear. “But I don’t want you to sacrifice your relationship with your -“

He interupted her and smile. “This ks my choice. I’ve thought it every night since the moment I was aware of my feelings for you. Our relationship means more to me that any material possessions or family legacy. You helped me open my eyes in this prejudice and judgemental world we live in.”

“I love you, Hermione.” Draco confessed softly.

Hermione reaches and caresses his face. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. “I love you too, Draco.” She replied.

“Potter suggests that this is my Christmas gift to you, but I think not.”

She chuckled and realizes that they found solace in each other’s love and understanding.

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runningquill-art · 1 year

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Lyra had dragged them all out of bed at the crack of dawn and had insisted on wearing her best dress - an early developed flair for fashion he blamed entirely on his mother. A sleepy Orion followed his younger sister grumpily, only the promise of a certain broom-shaped package having coaxed him out of bed. In moments like this - as he watched their children fret around the Christmas tree and his wife tucked herself against his side, her warm hand resting over his heart - Draco still couldn't believe his luck. Even after 10 years of marriage.

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biirdiee · 5 months

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Santa Baby

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Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Draco/Hermione

“Now, if I were to say yes to this whole…thing, what do I get out of it?” She asks hesitantly, hating the way he perked up immediately.

“My, my, Granger— how Slytherin of you.” She narrows her eyes and he relents, surely very aware he did not have the upper hand in the situation. “You’ve been shot down for funding time and time again for that very generous Wolfsbane project–”

Now it was her turn to perk up, spine straightening as she leans over the desk, hands clasping as her brain puts together what he’s offering her.

“If you agree to this, agree to being my girlfriend until at least after Christmas, then I will fully fund your Wolfsbane project for the next two years.”

Draco Malfoy needs a favor, and Hermione Granger seems to be the only witch around to fit the bill. Attempting to get out of yet another marriage contract, Draco tells his mother he’s dating the one and only Hermione Granger. One little issue, they’re not actually dating.

With a good old fashioned bribe of funding the Wolfsbane Project she’s been trying to start for years, Hermione reluctantly agrees.

No need to worry dear readers, it’s not like they’d develop feelings for each other or anything…

Right?

#dramione #draco x hermione #hermione x draco #dhr #dramione fanfic #birdie's twelve days of christmas

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fidget-scribbles · 4 months

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Meowy Little Christmas on Ao3

Complete 10/10 - 48k - E rated - last two chapters are spicy

Draco gets roped into catsitting for his coworker/crush over the holidays. It's adorable Holiday Fluff Featuring: Cat Puns, Wholesome Family Dynamics, The softest Draco, Relatable Adult Situations, Draco & Crookshanks Bromance, Facetime Flirting, Eventual Smut, and Kittens. I don't even really like adorable things and this is everything.

#dramione fic rec #dramione #draco/hermione #crookshanks #christmas fluff #christmas fic #It's weirdly good okay #Cat DILF #is a phrase you don't think you needed to hear but....#Let CatDad!Draco change your mind #I didn't write this I just like it a lot #okay I beta'd it #but I would be this hype if I hadn't

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oxfordelise · 3 months

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Christmas

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The stuffiness of the Great Hall fell away as if Draco was the only other person in the room. She almost hated the way he had that effect on her, but she couldn’t. Not really.

He looked tired and worn, like a book that has been looked through a few dozen too many times, and she worried about him all over again. And she worried again that she shouldn’t be worried about him at all.

But as he looked at her, his eyes were silver and soft, not angry. So she took a deep breath and smiled softly, mouthing a Happy Christmas as she readjusted her heavy book bag.

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sailtomarina · 5 months

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A New Wreath

Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy & Scorpius Malfoy, Hermione Granger & Scorpius Malfoy | @hp-yuletide-bliss Day 1: Parents/children relationship | WC 1576 | Rating: G

It was a bit of a miracle that Scorpius and Draco could even find a spot along the wall to observe the crowds bustling around Professor Longbottom’s new greenhouse. The holiday season was well underway with magical snow falling from the ceiling and dissipating before touching anybody’s heads, and Mrs Longbottom had somehow convinced some toads to croak along to the Christmas soundtrack she’d charmed to sound throughout all the buildings.

Hermione’s long-standing friendship with his father made her adamant on finding the majority of the Manor’s holiday decor from her favorite Herbologist. Scorpius had tried to convince her to forgo the effort seeing as they had House Elves to do the work for them and he already enjoyed more than enough festivity at Hogwarts.

But there was no steering her once her mind was set. Plus, she said it helped her support Neville’s business, and how could any of them say no to that?

“You’d think 50 wreaths would be enough,” Scorpius grumbled, watching her wave her arms excitedly as she put in an order for 100 more from a very amused-looking Hannah.

“Well, she’s taking into account not just the Manor, but all the outbuildings, too. Where there are windows and doors, there’s bound to be a wreath.” His father simply sounded amused, and he rested an arm across Scorpius’ shoulders as they continued to wait.

“And the trees? It’s not like we’re Hogwarts needing 10 trees in our Ballroom.”

“No, but 10 trees would cover all the important rooms.”

Scorpius snorted at the thought of it. He wouldn’t be surprised if one of those Evergreens ended up in his bedroom, laden with all of his childhood ornaments.

He waved at the sight of Albus and Lily Potter. They trailed after their mum, who was making her way towards Hermione. They waved back, then disappeared behind a crowd of eager shoppers.

“You’re free to join your friends, if you like,” his father encouraged, squeezing his shoulder just once before letting go.

“Thanks, Dad.”

Scorpius jetted away immediately, winding around trailing ivy and teetering pots. He bumped into more than one witch and wizard along the way as he made his way towards where he last saw the Potters.

“Sorry! So sorry!”

“Scorpius!”

His heart soared at the sound of his name, then he grinned at the flash of red before he was nearly tackled off his feet in a fierce hug.

“Hey, Lily. Hey, Albus.”

Lily let go as her brother approached, and the two boys exchanged their secret handshake.

“Where’s James?” Scorpius asked.

“He stayed at home to help Dad–”

Lily cut off her brother before he could finish, “--set up a huge surprise for mum.”

“Lily! It’s a secret!” Albus swatted at her head, but she ducked at the last minute so he snatched nothing but air.

“It’s just Scorpius!”

“Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone,” Scorpius assured them.

A part of him, deep down, twinged in pain at the memories of him and his dad once setting up surprises for his mum. She’d laugh uncontrollably every time, long, dark hair spilling forward to hide her face as she clutched her stomach with each giggle.

That was before she got sick. After that, they didn’t want to risk hurting her even more than she already was.

“What are you all doing here, then?” He changed the subject before his face could give his thoughts away.

Lily waved over her shoulder. “Mum wanted to see if Professor Longbottom could teach her how to untangle the garlands we messed up.”

“What’d you lot do?”

Albus’ eyebrows waggled as he grinned, before he leaned forward to loudly whisper, “We built a Christmas nest for Aurora.”

Aurora was Mr Potter’s snowy owl. Scorpius chuckled as he imagined the look on their mum’s face when she discovered her garlands had been twisted and shaped beyond repair.

“Scorpius! Where’s Draco?” Hermione’s question brought his attention away from the siblings and over to where she stood with Mrs Longbottom. Her brow was wrinkled in concern as she scanned the greenhouse in search of his father. She knew, as well as he, that he hated crowds.

“He’s waiting against the wall. Want me to fetch him?”

Warm caramel eyes turned back to look at him, and he couldn’t help but relax in response to her smile. “That’s alright. I won’t be too much longer.”

She returned to her discussion with the heavily pregnant woman at her side, one hand rising far above her head as she tried to describe the heights required for a Malfoy Christmas tree.

“So, it’s going well then?”

“Hm?” He turned a puzzled glance at Albus.

“You and Hermione.” Lily nodded at her brother’s side in agreement. What were they on about?

“I mean, yeah. She’s great. Why wouldn’t we get on?”

The two Potters glanced at each other with what looked like exasperation.

“Aren’t she and your dad, you know, together now?”

Scorpius’ eyes jumped high on his forehead at the question. Hermione and his dad?

“What makes you think that?”

Now they were looking at him like he’d missed an obvious answer in Charm’s Class, his best subject.

“Scorpius,” Lily said carefully, “have you not seen them?”

He jerked back at her tone, his stomach dropping at the implication. He looked over their shoulders back towards where he’d left his dad whose height and unmistakable hair made it easy work. He spotted the grey eyes that matched his own, but they weren’t looking at him.

They looked past him.

At Hermione.

The creases at the corners of his eyes faded somehow, and he looked soft in a way Scorpius hadn’t seen in several years…not since his mum.

“They’re…friends…” he said softly, still at a loss in how he’d missed the signs right in front of him.

“They are…” Lily replied slowly.

“You okay, mate?” Albus asked, but Scorpius didn’t answer him.

He followed his dad’s line of sight until he reached its obvious source. This time, Scorpius really looked.

Hermione turned, sensing the gaze that sought her own, and, as she locked onto his father, Scorpius saw.

He saw the way her eyes sparkled and lips parted. He saw the hitch in her breathing and the inquisitive tilt of her head in an unspoken question. This brilliant, wickedly funny, thoughtful witch liked his dad, and his dad liked her back.

Perhaps even loved.

Scorpius was surprised that he didn’t feel angry, or even sad, at the realization. His father had been lost for so long after his mum’s death, that when he started to come alive Scorpius had thanked whatever gods might or might not exist for not taking him, too. When Hermione started coming around for work, then as a friend, Scorpius had been thankful for her, as well. She brought a levity to the Manor that it desperately needed.

She couldn’t be any more different than his mum, light to dark, snarky to sweet, exuberant to gentle. He hadn’t seen her like a substitute, unaware for so long about what had been undoubtedly growing between the two adults, but he had noticed the way she filled an emptiness he had thought would never go away.

“See you guys after Christmas, yeah?”

He didn’t wait to listen to his friends’ replies, quickly making his way back towards his father. Rather than lean against the wall next to him like he had earlier, he came to a stop in front of him.

“Dad.”

Draco looked down at Scorpius, the gentleness from his exchange with Hermione still present in the muscles of his face. “Son?”

“I’m cool with it, you and Hermione.”

His father blinked once, twice. His mouth hung open for another beat more, before he resumed activity. “There’s no rush to–”

“Dad.”

Draco’s mouth shut at the admonishment.

“I really, really like her. She isn’t Mum, but no one ever will be. She’s Hermione. You should tell her how you feel.”

The eyes looking down at him flashed with emotion, the man taking a staggering breath, and then another. He brought up his hands to rest on Scorpius’ shoulders.

“When did you get to be so wise, hm?”

“I’ve always been wise. You can thank Mum for that.”

Draco snorted, but didn’t disagree. He crushed Scorpius in a hug that radiated exactly how he felt.

“What’d I miss?” Hermione’s chipper voice brought them out of their embrace. Her eyes widened as she took in their faces, the way their eyes shimmered with tears they’d never let fall in public.

“We’ll tell you back at the Manor,” Draco said with a smile.

Scorpius reached out to take her bag, overflowing with mistletoe, and sent her his own reassuring grin, dimples on full display.

“Shall we?” He playfully nudged her elbow, then danced away as she made to jab him back.

“You!” She missed again. He lept back, cackling loudly and retreating towards the exit.

As the distance between them widened and she gave up to walk at his father’s side, Scorpius pocketed a handful of the mistletoe. He could think of several key locations where they’d never suspect them. Maybe he could help kick off their relationship before they could get too caught up in talking and all that dramatic rot. Hermione and his dad both had the nasty habit of overthinking things, then getting all huffy, carrying on in shrieks and jabby fingers.

Mistletoe. Kisses. Bam.

Christmas magic. They could thank him later.

If you’re reading this, welcome to the start of my submissions for the Yuletide Bliss Festival, the first of my Christmas writing festivals! I hope you enjoy as the month brings us closer to one of my favorite days of the year.

I wrote this with Scorpius and Draco fresh on my mind after writing their relationship in another work of mine (still to be revealed). This is a Hermione sans any marriage with Ron, because I didn’t want to have to mess with any complications of Scorpius versus Rose.

#harry potter fanfiction #dramione #draco malfoy x hermione granger #hermione granger #draco malfoy #scorpius malfoy #hp yuletide bliss #christmas hp fest

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