~~~~~Hi! This is Alana (xonceuponatimex) here. I’m going to write this next chapter for Bri, because I really want to write it for her lol so here it is! I hope you enjoy.

Quinn’s POV

Christmas was finally here, and I was so happy for that. I practically jumped  out of bed, and rushed downstairs to the common room. There was a big Christmas tree right near the fire, filled with a bunch of presents. No one was awake, but me, so I sat under the tree, and  started looking for the presents with my name on it. Harry got me a bag full of sweets, as well as Ron. And Hermione got me books, as usual.

I wondered what Draco got me. Even though I wasn’t expecting anything from him, it was still something to think about. I started flipping through the pages from one of my new books, when all of a sudden, a piece of parchment fell out. I picked it up, and started opening it. It was a note. Surprised a little bit, the note was for me. I started reading the note, and was surprised:

Quinn,

Obviously, we're not in the same House. So I decided to slip this note into this book. Hopefully, you got it. I have your Christmas present. Meet me by the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, after breakfast.

Draco

I skimmed over it again, making sure I read it right. I wasn’t that surprised that he wanted to meet me, but he had something for me? Did the famous Draco Malfoy get me something for Christmas? Of course he would. Because I’m so amazing! Not.

“Hey Quinn!” It was Ron. “Merry Christmas!”

“Thanks, Ron. You too,” I replied, grabbing my presents. “Thanks for the candy, as well.”

“Anytime. Thanks for my gift. I really liked it,” he smiled at me, then headed back upstairs. It was almost time for breakfast, so I went back up to the dorms, and got dressed. Once I got there, everyone was stuffing their faces with food. I did the same as well, and started eyeing the Slytherin table, looking for Draco. I spotted him, talking to Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson, whom I absolutely hate with a passion.

“Quinn, you okay?” Hermione asked me.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” I asked her, taking a bite out of my piece of toast. “I liked the books, by the way.”

“Thanks. I liked the necklaces you gave me. They were very nice.”

I smiled. “Draco said he got me something.”

Hermione looked surprised. “Really? How did you find out?”

“In one of the books you gave me, there was a note from him. I’m going to meet him, after breakfast.”

“Well good luck with that then. Looks like he’s leaving the Great Hall now. You better go.”

“Okay, see ya later.” I said, then got up, and followed Draco out of the Great Hall. By the time I was out in the hallway, he was cutting a corner. Dang, he’s a fast walker. I quickened my pace, making sure no one was following me as well. I saw no one behind me. So far, so good. When I cut the corner, there he was, leaning against the wall, looking up at the ceiling. When he heard my footsteps, he turned to look at me.

“I didn’t think you’d show up,” he stated.

“Why wouldn’t I?” I asked. “I like getting presents, you know.”

He chuckled. “Then I guarantee you’ll like this one, as well.” Before I could respond, he pressed his lips against mine. Shocked, I froze for a second, then started to kiss him back. He pulled away, staring into my eyes. “Merry Christmas, Quinn.”

I smiled at him. “Merry Christmas, Draco.”

He smiled back, then he kissed me again. Best Christmas ever!