"I've been thinking about your present," Draco began tentatively.

Harry pretended to pout. "I've only got the one?" he asked, with puppy dog eyes that looked ever bigger without his glasses on.

Draco swatted his arm. "Oh shove off, you know you've got dozens," he teased, unable to stop himself smiling as he thought about Harry unwrapping them all later. "But, this is something different, more of an idea I wanted to talk to you about."

Despite all their good intentions, their relationship hadn't been entirely smooth going, which really was only to be expected considering their troublesome history. They'd been seeing a counsellor in Hogsmeade though, something they planned to carry on doing, and the best advice they had learned from her by far was that communication was key. If they didn't talk, they couldn't know what the other was thinking, and as hard as Draco found that, he had to begrudgingly admit it worked.

So he had toyed with the idea of working on this idea himself, but when it came down to it, he knew he wanted to do it with Harry by his side. His gift, he hoped, would be in the suggestion itself.

"Sure," said Harry as he stroked his fingers through his hair. It was one of his favourite little habits, and Draco loved it. It gave him confidence then as he took a breath, and considered what he wanted to say.

"I'd like to organise something for you, for us," he said, chewing his lip. He'd already done a lot of research, however he knew there would be a lot more work ahead. If so, he was fully intending on utilising Granger's brains, the unequivocal highlight of their new friendship, for sure. "But I need help. And, well, I wanted to know if you thought it was a good idea first?"

Harry nodded. "You can tell me anything Draco," he said, knowing he needed that little bit of extra encouragement. It worked.

Draco traced his fingers along Harry's collarbone, then stopped procrastinating and looked him in the eye. "I was thinking about our anniversary land," he said. "The one we created." They had been back to check; the icon of the snake and the lion was still etched into the tree bark in the forest. "How we were able to control it when we were there."

Harry's eyes widened in a way he couldn't quite read. "Yeah?" he prompted.

"Well, seeing as the doors open on the date of the holiday, I was thinking for your Christmas present we could work out how we could maybe go safely back through, so we could spend our anniversary visiting our friends?"

Harry stared at him for a second, then squealed and buried his face into Draco's neck in what he hoped was a happy reaction.

"Um," he said nervously. "Is that a good thing?"

Harry re-emerged grinning broadly. "I was maybe thinking about the same thing," he admitted, and Draco's heart leapt.

"Really?" Harry nodded and bit his lip. "Wow. So, that's a yes?"

"That's a hell yes," Harry promised.

"But it's still my idea," Draco warned him, holding a finger up. "I suggested it first, so it's still my present, technically?"

"Shut up and kiss me, you idiot," Harry chuckled, dragging him back in for another kiss.

It was going to take some time, Draco knew that. He never wanted to be in the same position as they had been before; losing their memories and almost being stuck down there forever. But he missed Bones a lot, and had thought almost every day about Blackbeard and his crew, and Tommy and his bar. Harry talked enough about Fan and Rocky, and especially Bobby and Joe, for Draco to have guessed he'd like to see them again, and after hearing all about it he was pretty desperate to go see Star Wars Land.

But they had nine whole months until November 1st, which would give them plenty of time to work up to a visit they could return from. And in the meantime, they would continue celebrating every day for the holiday it was, taking joy and delight in the smallest of traditions, and being grateful for the opportunity they had been given.

But most of all, they would do it together, just how Draco had always dreamed they might, but never really dared hope they would. They had their whole future ahead of them, and enough holidays to last a lifetime.

The End

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