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Tom was more busy reading Dark Arts books in the library than searching for the Notebook so we decided to search for it the next day.

*The Next Day*

I woke up before Tom because I planned to decorate the house for Christmas. It didn't take much long to decorate it because I used magic. I even used magic for the food, just learnt it from a spell book yesterday, stupid spells I never knew would be so useful...

*Tom's POV*

I woke up and yet again y/n wasn't there. What's wrong with her ?! Why doesn't she ever give me the satisfaction of seeing her pretty face after I wake up?! I hurried downstairs to help her with whatever mess she created this time.

"Merry Christmas !" She said as I walked down the stairs.

"Merry Christmas." I responded inspecting the living room, it was decorated beautifully with a Christmas tree in the middle. "Do you like the decoration ?" She asked playing with the ends of her skirt.

"I'm not a fan of celebrations." I replied blankly but she wasn't offended she only gave me a tiny smile. "I made the breakfast today."

"Did you make any mess ?" She giggled as I asked the question "Why don't you see it yourself?"

Fortunately she didn't make any mess because she used magic to make it. We finished our breakfast as fast as possible and headed to the office.

*Y/n's POV*

We finished our breakfast as fast as possible and headed to the office.

"Where do you think your father would keep the notebook ?" He asked as we entered.

"Somewhere no one can reach..." I paused acting like I'm thinking "Dad used to keep some of his essential papers in that drawer and he also said that it has a secret compartment." I said pointing at the drawer in which I hid the notebook.

I stood beside him silently as he knelt down to searched the drawer. He was searching for too long, the secret compartment is not easy to find, only the one who knows where it is can find it.

"Oh no!" I wanted to scream oh yes!

"What?" He said getting up from the ground, probably disappointed for not getting the compartment.

"There's a...a mistletoe above us." I shyly pointed to the mistletoe blooming above our head. "So?" Tom looked confused. "Don't you know ?" He was still confused so I continued "It's a bad luck not to kiss under a mistletoe." My cheeks flushed red as I said those words.

"So we don't want bad luck right now. Do we ?" I expected him to be surprised or irritated but instead he gave me the most mischievous grin I had ever seen.

Before I could fully process everything he pulled me closer and I staggered forward into his broad, gleaming chest. Embarrassed I try to quickly pull away but his hands kept me in place. Gracefully he lowers his chin allowing me to kiss him, I've kissed boys a million times before, it shouldn't be hard to kiss him but because of some unknown reason he's making me really really nervous.

Slowly I lean in, my eyes closed. 'Just for the mission' I remind myself. Before I could think of anything else his lips are on mine, hard, cold and pressing.