Harry's POV
Hermione was in the common room on Christmas morning, waiting for Ron and I to come downstairs.
"Morning, sleepyheads." she smiled. "I got you presents!"
"What'd you get me?" Ron asked.
"No, no." she argued. "Harry goes first."
I shrugged and walked towards our badly decorated tree. The fire was burning nearby and I was met with the comforting warmth as I approached the presents. I checked the tags until I found my present. It was the largest present there. The tag read:
To Harry,
I'm sure you'll love this present! Merry Christmas.
With love, Hermione
My eyes widened. "Woah! Thanks, Mione but are you sure? It looks huge!"
"Yes, Harry. Just open it."
I started ripping off the wrapping, eager to see what she got me.
After the wrapping was off, I saw that it was a tall box. I pulled off the lid and peered in. I saw a familiar platinum blonde head and jumped back. I could feel tears burning behind my eyes.
Inside the box was my boyfriend Draco, who had been out of school for months due to "family matters".
"Dray?" I whispered.
He stepped out of the box with a smile. Tears slipped down his cheeks. "Baby, I'm back. It's me."
I ran towards him and collapsed into his arms, sobbing into his chest.
"I missed you." I managed to gasp.
"Merry Christmas, Harry." he whispered into my hair.
