𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄 - 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝙘𝙝. １６

"draco no! that's salt not sugar."

said slytherin slowly put the container down, looking up from the cookie dough.

"you almost ruined it!" pansy cried out.

the malfoy scoffed loudly " how am i suppose to know pans? you didn't label anything, it all looks the same!"

"you little shi-"
pansy was ready to win this fight, when hermione and harry interrupted.

"children, children," hermione sighed dramatically, "no need to throw curses, it's the season of love and joy. we're gonna bake cookies together, like civilized adults."

harry took the salt package out of dracos hand and gave him the sugar.

"there you go." he laughed at the slytherin, who was still eyeing his best friend angrily.

the blond finished the dough, before they formed little stars and angels out of it.

though christmas was already over, pansy was desperate to bake christmas themed cookies with her friends. so she called draco and forced him to come over and draco, the stubborn brat he was, did not go until harry agreed to come with him.

while they cleaned the kitchen and washed the dishes, the traditional muggle way of course, pansy and draco started to fight again. oh isn't it beautiful to have a best friend.

"i was gay before you were." pansy stated

"you wish, i was looking at potters ass, before you even thought about girls."

harry stood in the doorframe, pouting, "hey, you never told me you looked at my ass."
before they interrupted in laughter.

as the sun set and the apartment smelled more and more like fresh baked cookies and hot chocolate, the friends sat down in the small living room, all cuddled up in fuzzy socks and thick blankets.

the tv currently played "nightmare before christmas" and the slytherin girl slowly felt her eyes getting heavy, before she fell into a calm slumber.

"i want it to be like this forever." harry whispered into the silence after the movie ended.

"like what?" draco mumbled back.

"just like this. peaceful."

and hermione nodded her head in silent agreement.

it's been ages since she felt this tranquil.
all this time she was worried and never got to rest. all the mistakes of her past haunted her down. but now, with her girlfriend in her arms, her heartbeat next to her own, the vanilla candle next to them slowly burning down, she felt almost blissful.

the content silence however, did not last long, because too soon, there was a knock at the door.

the gryffindor made her way out of pansys hug to her apartment door and opened it slowly.

there was a man in a black coat, expensive looking boots and a serious expression on his sharp features.

and he was destined to destroy their little bubble of peace.

"excuse me miss, my name's dean evans, i'm working for the ministry of magic and got an anonymous call, that a certain pansy parkinson was being seen here."