Trapped in the Magic of Love.

* Phia's POV

Apparently Bellatrix didn't believe me whenever I told her that me and Draco weren't together so she went and asked Narcissa, who then came over and asked us again, and then proceeded to go and ask Pansy, Kyle, and Blaise. I didn't get why it was such a big deal, I mean, I said that we weren't like ten times. But whatever I'm not gonna get distracted by this, I'm gonna enjoy the party. There was dancing, food, Christmas music playing, Christmas decorations everywhere, and alcohol. Now that sounds like a party to me. Draco's parents were always cool, and they let us drink alcohol, as long as we drank it whenever they were around. So I filled up a glass with fire whiskey and took a huge sip out of it. Me and Draco were sitting on a couch in the basement of their house. It was kind of like a big den and Drey's parents made it for him and his friends to just hang out in. Pansy, Blaise, and Kyle were down here as well, along with a few of the other adults children. Some of them were our age, but a majority of them were younger, and they were really annoying.

"Lets play a game!" One girl yelled for like the tenth time.

"Okay, how about you go hide, and we'll come find you? In fact, all the children under 16 go hide and the rest of us will come find you, alright?" Draco said, taking another sip from his drink.

I smacked his arm and mouthed, 'Be nice!'

He just rolled his eyes and took another sip out of his drink. I'm pretty sure that he was already a tad bit drunk, and it was pretty funny.

"Okay!" The girl yelled, running off. The rest of the little kids ran after her.

"Thank god!" Blaise exclaimed, "I thought I was going to have to kill that little girl."

Pansy laughed, "I thought they were cute."

"You would, Pansy." Kyle said, "Even I thought that they were annoying."

"I agree with Pansy, they were cute, but yeah, they were annoying as hell." I laughed, waving my wand and having another bottle of fire whiskey come downstairs and refill my cup.

"Hopefully they don't come back for awhile." Drey said, refilling his glass as well.

*

I was currently laying on my back on the coffee table, Draco was sitting on the ground by my head, Pansy was sitting on me, Blaise was sitting next to Draco, and Kyle was laying underneath the coffee table. As you could tell, we were bored out of our minds.

"Look what I found!" Kyle yelled, rolling out from under the table. He was holding a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans.

"I LOVE THOSE!" I yelled, falling off the coffee table, onto Pansy who had fallen off of me when I yelled.

"Get off me, fatty!" She yelled.

"Excuse me," I glared at her, getting off, "I don't remember yelling at you whenever you had your fat ass on me."

"Let's play a game." Draco interrupted us, scooting around to the other side of the table and sitting next to me, throwing an arm around my shoulders.

"What kind of game?" Blaise asked, sitting across from me.

"Every time someone gets," Drey paused, taking the box from Kyle, "Acid, Caterpillar, Centipede, Compost, Dirt, Earwax, Frog Legs, Latex, Mucus, Mud, Onion, Paint, Rotten Egg, Rubber, Squid, Toe Nails, or Vomit, they have to take a shot of fire whiskey." He grinned, waving his wand and a big bottle of it appeared, along with five shot glasses.

"I love drinking games." Blaise grinned, and we all moved into a circle around the box of beans and the glasses.

"I'll go first!" Pansy grinned, reaching her hand into the box and pulling out a green bean. "Ugh, I always hate the green ones, they're most likely disgusting." She popped it into her mouth. She chewed on it, "Hmm, only apple."

I went next, pulling out a brown bean. God dammit, there is no good brown flavor. I chewed it for a second and then gagged, "EW! I got fucking mud." I grabbed a shot glass and downed the fire whiskey to get the taste out of my mouth.

We continued with the game until the box was empty, and by then we were all pretty trashed. The little kids had left long ago, and it was about 12 am.

"Pansy, we're leaving. Kyle, we're taking you home as well. Oh and Blaise, your parents want you." Pansy's dad called from upstairs.

"Shit." Pansy muttered, "They don't like when I drink; they're gonna kill me."

"Just act tired and don't talk." Blaise said, standing up and almost losing his balance.

"ITS CHRISTMAS GUYS!" Kyle yelled, oblivious to anything else.

"Oh yeah," I smiled, I had forgotten, "Happy Christmas guys!" I waved at them as they left.

"Let's go upstairs, shall we?" Drey got up rather slowly and extended a hand to me.

I grabbed it and let him pull me up, I fell into his chest and giggled, "Carry me, Drey?"

He grumbled, "I can barely walk, how do you expect me to carry you up two flights of stairs?"

I leaned my entire body weight onto his, "Please!" I looked up at him and pouted. I knew that he couldn't resist my pout.

"Ugh, no fair." He frowned, picking me up. See, what did I tell you? I wrapped my arms around his neck and he shifted my weight around so that he was carrying me bridal style. He carried me up the two flights of stairs and set me down right outside his room. "You can walk the rest of the way."

"I was planning on getting changed and then going in your room anyways." I stuck my tongue out at him and then stumbled into my room. I could barely walk; guess who ate the most disgusting beans?

* Draco's POV

"I'm hungry, Drey." I heard Phia whine from behind me. I turned around to face her, and I swear I died and went to heaven. She was leaning in the doorway to my bedroom and she was wearing an ugly Christmas sweater, with nothing else on but a pair of Christmas boy-shorts. I couldn't help but stare at her legs. My eyes wandered up her legs to her face; she was staring at me.

I gulped, "W-what?"

"I said I'm hungry." She whined again, stomping her foot like a child.

I laughed, still slightly distracted by the exposed skin, "Well then, we just had a party, there should be some food somewhere."

"Let's go get some then, silly!" She laughed, stumbling over to me and grabbing my hand, pulling me behind her.

I couldn't help but stare at her butt as we walked down the stairs, and damn did I like what I saw. She pulled me into the kitchen and then let go of my hand and went over to the fridge, giving me a full view of her butt. God, I have to stop staring at her, or else I'm going to have a little problem.

"Food, food, food, food." She sang quietly, looking in all the cupboards and the fridge. "I want soup." She said, popping the p.

"Make some soup then." I said, laughing at her.

"Maybe I will." She stuck her tongue out at me. Then she opened up another cupboard and got out a can of soup. She then got a bowl out and opened up the can, dumping the soup in it. She skipped back over to me while it was cooking and hugged me. Then she pulled back suddenly,

"Draco, you're not wearing any clothes!" She looked me up and down for a moment and then giggled. I was just wearing my boxers since that was what I normally slept in. "You should wear no clothes more often." She said quietly, looking up at me.

"I was thinking the same thing." I smirked and looked down at her.

Her cheeks flamed up and she tugged on her sweater, trying to pull it over her pant-less legs. I grabbed her hands to stop her,

"It's fine."

"I forgot to put pants on." She pouted.

"Well, I don't mind."

She blushed once again and avoided looking in my eyes, choosing to look up instead. Then she giggled and looked down.

"What?" I questioned, her giggle was so cute.

She shook her head, still looking down.

I put a finger under her chin and brought her face up, "Tell me."

She looked up, and I followed her gaze. Oh, mistletoe.

"Mistletoe." We both whispered at the same time.

"Well, uh," I laughed nervously, "You know what you're supposed to do whenever you're under mistletoe."

"Yeah," She chewed on her bottom lip, "So, um, should we--"

I cut her off by gently placing my lips over hers. She just stood still for a moment, but then she kissed me back. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her body closer to mine as I ran my tongue over her bottom lip. She parted her lips slightly and I took that opportunity to push my tongue into her mouth; exploring it. Her arms moved up to wrap around my neck, playing with my hair. I ran my hand under her shirts and and up her sides slightly. She tightened her arms around my neck and pressed herself against me. Oh god, she's driving me crazy, I'm having a bit of a problem, er, down south. I pulled my lips from hers and moved down to her neck, kissing it lightly.

"Mmm, Draco." She moaned, leaning her head back, giving me a better access of her neck.

* Phia's POV

"Mistletoe." We both whispered at the same time.

"Well, uh," He laughed nervously, "You know what you're supposed to do whenever you're under mistletoe."

Of course I know what you're supposed to do, so kiss me already! I chewed on my bottom lip, trying to contain my excitement, "Yeah, so, um, should we--"

I was cut off by his lips, I was frozen in shock for a minute, but then I relaxed and kissed him back. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me closer and I got tingles all throughout my body when he ran his tongue over my bottom lip. I parted my lips and soon his tongue was in my mouth, and our tongues danced together. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him tightly. I had wanted to kiss him for so long, and now I finally was; I couldn't believe it. I pressed against him whenever he ran his hands under my shirt. He pulled away from the kiss and then attacked my neck with his lips. I felt a moan bubbling up in the back of my throat and I tried to hold it back, but I failed.

"Mmm, Draco." I moaned, leaning my head back so that he could have better access of my neck.

He sucked on the skin there and I moaned once again; he found my spot. He bit down gently and I knew that I was going to have a hickey there tomorrow. He took his hands out from under my shirt and ran them down to my butt. He cupped it in his hands and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I blushed whenever I felt his little, well big, problem. He set me on the kitchen counter and I pulled his face close to mine.

"Your mom could come down here any minute, Drey." I whispered, slightly out of breath.

He pecked me on the lips, "Do you want to go back to my room?"

I smiled at him, "Yes."

He moved back and let me get down off of the counter and he tried to conceal his problem; but failed. I giggled and grabbed his hand, "I already noticed it, there's no need to hide it. It'll be fixed soon anyways." I winked.

"Mmm, I can't wait." He put an arm around my waist and pulled my body into his.

We got back up to his room and we finished where we left off in the kitchen; the soup completely forgotten.