It was Christmas. Draco was woken up by several sounds of running and Ron shouting "Merry Christmas" after having the apparent firewhisky candy Fred and George had given him. When Draco freshened up and went down to the Gryffindor Common room, he was knocked down by a very drunk Ron, "Merry Christmas, Mate!" He shouted right into Draco's ears. It took Fred, George and Harry to pick Ron up and push him onto a chair by the fire. "Merry Christmas Draco!" Everyone wished him one by one, and gave him his gifts. Harry gave him a pair of Chaser gloves for the next Quidditch game against Hufflepuff. Ron gave him a box of Bertie Botts every flavour beans and Fred and George gave him a Sneakoscope. Hermione had sent him a bunch of muggle novels to read, as she had promised to when she found out about his love for reading and a childhood desire to read muggle novels. He had sent her a friendship bracelet, silver and blue in colour. He gave Ron a set of mini statues of the Bulgarian Quidditch Team, Harry received a photo album of their photos since first year to the present, Fred and George received a list of new ideas for pranks to include in their Joke Shop the next year(The best Christmas gift, in their opinion). After this ritual of exchanging gifts, Draco found another package with his name written on it under the Christmas Tree. He excitedly opened the package, and found a jumper in it. "Seems like you have got a Weasley Jumper, Draco!" Fred said, patting his back, "Mum makes those every year, and this year she made one for you too!" George chimed in, "Looks like you are family too, now!" They said and smiled. Draco smiled back, and looked around for another package, in a hope of finding a gift from his parents, but no luck. His father had cut off all ties after that fateful Sorting Ceremony. He looked down, and was immediately pulled into a hug by Harry. "Its ok, Draco, you have us, and yes, we will never leave you, no matter what." He said. "AWWWWWW!" Ron shouted, and pounced on them again, this time sending all three of them on the floor. "Gerrof, Ron!" They shouted, half laughing, half annoyed.
Draco laughed along with his gang the rest of his gang, oblivious to the danger lurking around him and his friends, far, far away.
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Draco in Gryffindor
FanfictionImagine Draco Malfoy being sorted into Gryffindor instead of Slytherin. Imagine.....