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“Granger! Granger! Why is there a tiny house on the coffee table?”
Hermione sighed, rolling her eyes as the arrogant voice of her co-head drifted through the Head dorms. She’d have to deal with him, the boy was worse than a toddler when he was ignored.
“It’s not a tiny house, Malfoy.”
Draco Malfoy turned to look at her incredulously. “It quite clearly is, Granger.” he replied, prodding it.
“Oh for the love of Merlin! Stop that Malfoy! It's an advent calendar.”
“A what?” He looked genuinely bewildered.
“Advent calendar. You get a little treat on each day on the run up to Christmas,”
He perked up at the word treat.
“What sort of treat?”
“It depends. Most muggle ones have chocolate in them, I have one of them in my room. But this one, my parents have filled with things, I have no idea what's in it.”
“You're telling me, muggles give their children chocolate and tiny presents on the run up to Christmas? Every year?”
Hermione laughed, “Yes Malfoy, every year. I’ve had that calendar since I was born.”
“Oh.”
“There's nothing like it in the wizarding world?” she asked, knowing the answer, the Weaselys had been fascinated by her calendar the first year they’d spotted it. She’d made a point to buy them all chocolate ones each year since. She had a spare one this year, she’d forgotten to ask her parents until the last minute and had apparently miscalculated.
“No.” he said slowly, looking intrigued.
She rolled her eyes. Draco Malfoy and sugar, a match made in heaven.
“Wait here.” she commanded, returning with her spare. “Here. I had an extra one this year, I have no idea who I counted twice but apparently it was someone. You can have it, I don't need three.”
Draco’s eyes widened. “Are you sure?”
“Malfoy, it's a one pound cadbury's calendar, take it.”
“I have no idea what that means but….ah….thanks Granger.” The words sounded foreign on his tongue.
“No problem. Now, leave the other one alone!”
“Granger! Granger! What is this magic? There’s a little chocolate behind the door!”
Hermione groaned as she was woken from sleep by an overly excited Malfoy.
“I did tell you that, Malfoy.” she groused as she opened her door to face him. He was still sleep ruffled but clearly excited.
“You didn't tell me it came in a shape! Look at it Granger!” he forced the tiny chocolate into her eye-line, “It's a tiny chocolate present!”
“Sweet Merlin if I’d known you’d be this excited I’d have given it to Luna.”
The boy scowled. “It's a tiny chocolate present, Granger!” he responded, clearly not understanding her lack of enthusiasm.
“For the love of Merlin, Malfoy, please just eat it.”
He pouted before he put it in his mouth, his eyes widening.
“This is really good! What is it?”
“Cadbury’s” she responded drily. “Can I go back to bed now?”
“What? No! You need to open the little house!”
“What? No! I need to go back to bed!”
“Granger!” he whined. “You're up now, just open the little house and then you can go back to bed!”
“Ugh, for the love of Merlin. Fine.”
Hermione marched up to the advent calendar, opening the door. She frowned as she pulled out the tiny box. With it was a note.
We had a bit of help from Sirius. You’ll need to enlarge some of your treats. He tells us you should manage no problem!
Mum & Dad. x
Cautiously she got out her want and enlarged the box, opening to find a delicate charm bracelet inside. It was beautiful, but currently bare.
Malfoy peered over her shoulder. “A bracelet? No chocolate?”
She choked on a laugh at his disappointment. “Sorry, Malfoy, not today!”