"Wow! So this is how you bake cakes?" Bright practically stared at Win stirring the batter with the whisk.

"Uh-ha", Win nodded before pouring in chocolate powder.

"Really?"

"Why? You didn't make cakes with your hand?"

"Never. I saw mom use the wand to levitate everything and baam, done!" Bright gestured his hands up in the air to animate the flying objects.

Win chuckled, "That's not how it is done. It requires complex spells. Dad told me once I remember".

"Yeah? So how did you learn using hands?" He asked, hoping a bit to sit on the counter.
Through the living room, Mrs. Opas-iamkjorn's voices came in the kitchen along with songs from the Christmas Vinyl records by Weird Sisters.

"Mom used to teach me back when I didn't show any signs of magical bearing, you know? She and I used to bake cakes on Christmas Eve. Dad never could join us for his booming business of robes in Diagon Alley", Win said stopping for a bit and looking at the moving photographs on the wall showing a small boy between a cheerful lady and a laughing man, waving their hands at Win.

Bright smiled to himself. He loves when Win gets lost in nostalgia and tells him about himself. He likes to be a part of him, whether directly or indirectly.

"And, was that fun? Baking cakes?" Bright asked.

"Oh, it was!" Win's eyes glinted with happiness as if he was reliving the moments, "I found my refuge in baking cakes and confectioneries".

Bright hummed, listening to the music from the living room while Win resumed his mixing.

"That makes me ask you-"

"Hm?"

"How did you find out you have had magical blood?" Bright asked helping himself with the cherries from the counter.

"Oh that's a long tale", Win said chuckling.

"I have time", He said plopping in a cherry.

"Well", he faced Bright, "it all started with my mom and dad worrying about if I was going to turn out to be a squib."

(A/N: Squib - noun. A person who is born to a witch and wizard but does not have magical powers of their own. This is generally the result of mating outside of the witch/wizard bloodline. Argus Filch was born into a magical family but was unable to perform magic himself.)

"And then?"

"Oh well, one day on my eighth birthday I Apparated from my house to my grandma's house, without my knowledge", he chuckled.

"How did you? Like we need to learn Apparition to get a license", Bright enquired.

"That's the thing. I did that, um, how do I say... Automatically? And that drove mum and dad insane", he chuckled.

"That's cool. I remember setting a tree on fire because the neighborhood boys were bullying me. And Ministry officers had to obliviate them and the others who were the eyewitnesses", he shrugged and joined chuckling with Win.

"Anyways your dad has a cool job! An Auror capturing dark wizards and witches! Awesome", Win smiled mixing some cherries in the batter.

"Super awesome! I want to be an Auror after passing N.E.W.Ts." Bright declared.

"That's so cool!" Win giggled as he held up his whisk in the air.

"What about you, bunny?" Bright said facing Win.

"Um, I don't know. I was thinking about working at St. Mungo's as a Healer", Win said, scratching his chin.

(A/N: St. Mungo's is a hospital in the wizarding world)

"That's so awesome! My boyfriend will be a Healer." He smiled and pictured his future.

"It's nothing awesome. I should change my dream profession to Auror instead", Win defied.

"No way. I wouldn't go around letting others treat my wounds. Only you are allowed to do so", he crossed his arms on his chest.

Win laughed, "Alright, Alright! Stop being so clingy and imagining our futures out. We have O.W.L s and N.E.W.T s to give before everything. Now stop!"

(A/N: Ordinary Wizarding Levels are examinations Hogwarts students take at the age of fifteen. Each fifth-year student has a consultation with Professor McGonagall to discuss career paths. This prepares the student for their exams and helps them understand the results they need to proceed to N.E.W.T. level.)

"First promise me you'll be a Healer", Bright pouted his lips.

"You're so stinky!" He rolled his eyes, "Away from my workplace, or I'll send you to Azkaban, myself", he pointed his whisk in a warning tone.

(A/N: Azkaban is a wizarding prison guarded by Dementors)

"Fine", he groaned.

Win smiled looking at Bright. He was happy today. Very happy!

It was his first Christmas with his boyfriend and that he'd never predicted that Bright will seriously turn up at his house for the holiday. He thought Bright's plans of spending Christmas together were a joke after all. Not only that, he still remembered the hot blush that served upon his cheeks when Bright had introduced himself to his mom as his boyfriend (despite all his attempts to stop him). Lucky his father wasn't home then, or else, he would have teased him to death.

He quickly put the batter in the oven and set the timer. "We are free for now. Let's go sit with mum", Win said rubbing his hands on his bunny apron before charming it to hang itself on the, now empty, cloak hanger.

"So what cake did you make? Chocolate?" Bright asked, hopping down from the counter.

"No, fruit cake. Dad loves it", Win replied with a grin and walked out of the kitchen.

"I love chocolate more", Bright stated following Win outside.

"Did I ask?" The latter asked, giggling earning a huff from Bright.

Win's dad came home soon enough and joined the rest of the family in the living room.

"Are you Kulathorn's son?", Win's dad asked.

He was awed by the fact that his son had brought his boyfriend home. He closed the shop early and boarded the Knight Bus home as soon as he can.

"I am, sir", Bright replied, while Win and his mom wrapped gifts for setting them under the Christmas tree.

"Oh don't call me, 'sir'! I am just a mere shopkeeper at Wanchai Warehouse", he laughed heartily, sipping in some Firewhiskey, "Kulathorn Chivaree. A great man indeed. Helped me earn customers while Sirius Black was on chase, last year."

"He did?" Bright asked sipping his Butterbeer.

"Diagon Alley was in strong protection because everyone suspected it was Sirius Black who had sent Harry the Firebolt from the Quidditch supply shop," Win explained to which his father nodded in agreement.

"And your father helped me a lot", Win's dad added.

Bright smiled a bit.

"Anyways, I was curious, how did you two end up together?" Win's mom enquired.

"Oh... Amortentia played the trick", Bright said.

"You gave Win... Amortentia?" Win's dad asked.

"No, we started everything in front of an Amortentia filled cauldron", Win defied glaring at Bright who grinned apologetically.

"That's quite cliché", Win's dad said, " I pursued your mom on our broom date."

"Shut up", Win's mom blushed red.

Win and Bright looked at each other and giggled.

It was after the dinner that Bright helped Win's dad to hang the Tree lights using charms and Win's mom and Win wrote Christmas cards for the relatives.

When they were done Win's mom pulled Win's dad upstairs to give the couple a bit of privacy. And Win and Bright ended up snuggling under a blanket and watching the movie 'The Holiday' together.

"You know, it's my first time watching this", Bright mumbled, loud enough for both of them to hear.

"And did you like it?", Win asked, snuggling even closer to Bright.

"Yes, it's good!" He said putting an arm around Win.

"You know it's my mom's favorite movie, but if you ask that to her, she'll straight away deny it. Dad says, he used few drops of Veritaserum on her while asking what is her opinion of him", Win chuckled.

"They're cute. Your mom and dad", the other said.

Win hummed in response.

"You know", Bright said a few moments later, "I want to be in Gryffindor."

"Why?"

"Nobody in my family was in Slytherin. Plus, after the Yule Ball, Malfoy and his friends bullied me", he sighed.

"What? And you're telling me this now?!"

"There's nothing you can do", Bright sighed again.

"But we can try. We can go say everything to Dumbledore!" Win reasoned out, now completely facing the latter.

"Lucius Malfoy is a dangerous man, Win", he said gravely, "also I needn't fear. I have my boyfriend with me".

"And exactly is your boyfriend going to do? Kill the bullies?" Win spat sarcastically.

"Nope", Bright said popping the 'e', "he's going to make me feel loved. That'll be enough", he grinned.

The grin as if had magically spread warmth in the room and Win automatically smiled, blushing.

"Cheesy", he shoved his boyfriend away and giggled.

"Only for you", Bright winked.

They stared at each other for a few moments before leaning in slowly for a chaste kiss.

"Bright! Bright! Wake up! Wake UP!" Win pushed Bright and slapped his arms while hopping with a box wrapped with glitter paper.

"What?" He groaned, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"Presents", he showed the box making Bright jump up from the bed.

"Today is Christmas!" Bright exclaimed and Win nodded his head numerous times.

Both ran out of the room began searching for their gifts in the respective piles.

Hermoine gave Win a copy of 'Hogwarts: A History', Ron's mum made him a green jumper with a big W in yellow on the middle, and there was four greetings card from Harry, Ron, Hermoine, and Ginny. There was the big box of rock biscuits from Hagrid, and Win's dad gave him embroidered robes, Win's mom gave him a perfume box.

"Baby", Win turned around to see Bright with a brown paper-wrapped box.

"Huh?"

"Merry Christmas, boyfriend", Bright passed him the big box.

"Woah! It so heavy", he opened it to find Broom self-care kit, "What the-! It's so expensive!"

"Oh, it's nothing! Besides it's your birthday, Valentine's day, and Christmas gift", Bright declared proudly.

"Wha- Excuse me?! We weren't even dating back then!" Win gasped.

"We weren't but I was saving money for buying something for you if you ever become my boyfriend", Bright mumbled.

"Bright! I- You must be insane!", Win gasped at the boy, fidgeting his fingers like a guilty kid.

"You didn't like it? I thought you wanted one like Harry had. But I was 100 Galleons short to buy the deluxe pack. I bought the normal instead."

"Are you kidding me? I liked it! I loved it! It's the best gift!" Win spoke eyeing the box with adoration, "Thank you", he breathed out.

"You're welcome, Bunny!" He grinned.

"Let me bring you your gift ", he ran away inside and brought a glass bottle.

"What's this?" Bright asked.

"A love potion. A weaker version of Amortentia. Merry Christmas, boyfriend!" Win grinned.

"It's so pretty!" Bright chuckled, "can we use it?"

"Why would you use it? We already have something deeper in us than what Amortentia creates", Win said, "besides, it's a souvenir from Paris".

"I'll keep it as a memory then. This is how 'we' began", he smiled looking at the pearl sheen liquid.

Win surged in for a kiss, standing on his tiptoes.

"Bright, Win, breakfast!" Win's mom called from the kitchen making them break the kiss with a jolt.

Both of them smiled and looked at each other one last time before keeping the bottle on the couch and joining them for the breakfast.

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A/N: It raining in here :)