Slytherins Heir [Draco X Reader] - Year Five

Chapter forty eight - Chistmas On The Closed Ward

(yes, this chapter contains French. did I use Google translate? Absolutely. Should I know French after taking it for five years? Absolutely. If you are fluent in French and this is wrong I'm sorry please don't come for me, it is just Google translate because I forgot what I learned. French is a very beautiful and interesting language I am just not the type to learn new languages. With a all being said please enjoy.)

(Also yes I did include the translation)

Y/n pov

You were happy with the new holiday festivities. You were super excited and thankfully all your gifts that you had planned on giving were here. You were noticing how much more festive Sirius had gotten closer to Christmas, he was super energetic and singing carols, you'd never seen him so happy. You could have assumed he was happy to have Harry over for Christmas but even you weren't expecting this.

When you woke up Christmas morning to find a large tree and many gifts under, you noticed you and Peter seemed to be the last two there. You all began to open gifts, Hermione gave you some potion supplies, and so on, the one that took you by surprise the most was a jumper with the first letter of your name on it. You teared up and held your hand to your mouth. Molly looked down.

"If you don't like it you don't have to-" You ran up and hugged Molly.

"Thank you so much Molly." You said in the crook of her neck. She hugged you back and you had to admit she gave the best mom hugs. She made you feel warm and safe you thought as you released each other. You slipped on the jumper over your shirt and it was a little big but nothing too bad. You couldn't help but smile, this was made for you, not bought last minute from a shop, made for you because Molly cared.

There was a surprise one for you under and I was shiny, you read the name 'To Y/n' from 'your prince' you see he had written it in french you wondered if it was a prank or just really from Draco you opened it and inside was a note. 'Whenever you're missing me, write what you want on this magical page below.' Still, in french... you wonder why. You looked at the second page. It was a silverly looking card not bigger than a piece of parchment... you wonder what he had in store for you, he's gotten you enchanted items before.

"Who's that from?" Peter asked being as nosy as the twins

"Just from Zoey." You lied putting it in your pocket.

"It's in french." He said making you roll your eyes.

"I know." you said simply.

"You can read french?" Peter asked you.

"bien sûr, on m'a enseigné comme une tradition de sang pur. Du côté de ma mère." [of course, I was taught as a pureblood tradition. On my mum's side.] You told him

"Tu parles français?" [you speak french?] Sirius asks and you turn to him surprised.

"Oui, j'ai appris quand j'étais jeune, je suis surpris que vous le sachiez?" [ Yes, i learned it when i was young, i'm surprised you know it?] You asked with a smile.

"je me souviens assez. traditions de sang pur, non?" [i remember enough. Pureblood traditions right?]

"exactement! pas aussi amusant que je l'avais espéré pour mon grand cadeau d'anniversaire. belle langue cependant." [exactly! not as fun as I had hoped for my big birthday gift. beautiful language though.] You said. Sirius laughed.

"As much as I love the moment, what are you two saying, I want to be a part of the conversation," Peter said and you smiled.

"We were just talking about how we know French," You told him.