Chapter Nineteen: Christmas Break

                                    

                                          
"Nat!" I called. It was Christmas Eve at Hogwarts and Nat, Blaise, and I stayed at Hogwarts. 
                          
Draco went back to the Manor. I couldn't.
                          
"Lyra!" Nat exclaimed. 
                          
We grinned. 
                          
"IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE!" We screamed, jumping around the common room. 
                          
"Ladies," a voice drawled. 
                          
We stopped jumping and turned around. As always, it was Blaise. 
                          
I grinned widely. "It's Christmas Eve!" I exclaimed, jumping into his arms and wrapping my legs around his waist. 
                          
Blaise laughed with Nat. "Yeah. It is," he agreed. 
                          
I grinned again. "Let's go out!" I exclaimed, my curls bouncing up and down. 
                          
After the little incident with me and the bathroom, the bags under my eyes had faded slowly and the golden sheen to my hair had returned. It was amazing. 
                          
And the best thing? Nat and Blaise returned to me. 
                          
I woke up to Nat singing and a light kiss on my lips. 
                          
"Wha?" I rubbed my eyes. I focused on who was sitting next to me. "Blaise?!" I yelled, swiping my covers over my body. I was wearing a bra and literally knickers for Salazar's sake!
                          
Blaise winked at me. "Nothing I haven't seen before, darling," he drawled.
                          
Nat stopped singing and gagged as I blushed a rosy pink. 
                          
"STOPPP! MY EARS! MY BRAIN!" she yelled. 
                          
I glared at her. "Your fault for imagining it!" I scoffed, kissing my boyfriend again before jumping out of bed and pulling on loose(very) sweatpants and a green knitted sweater. 
                          
"Lyra~!" Nat sang, skipping over to me with a big box in her hands. 
                          
Blaise crossed his legs and grinned. 
                          
I looked between them. "What...?" I narrowed my eyes. Anything that made Blaise grin was either really bad or really good. And I was leaning towards really bad right now.
                          
"Open it!" Nat squealed.
                          
I gingerly took it from her arms. I placed a hand over the box before turning to my boyfriend. "It's not going to explode or something?" I asked.
                          
Blaise scoffed. "Do you think I'll purposely ruin your pretty face? No."
                          
I just nodded and opened the top and closed my eyes. When nothing exploded, I opened my eyes and screamed. I ran to Nat and tightly, almost suffocating her. 
                          
Then, I ran to Blaise's open arms and kissed him. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I shrieked. 
                          
I ran back to the box and took out a black kitten. It was very small. About the size of my forearm. It was so cute. "I'm going to name you..." I thought. "Fire," I cooed, hugging him tight to my chest. Fire purred. 
                          
"Fire?" Nat asked, sitting down and pulling her presents down from her bed as Blaise summoned his from his room. 
                          
I nodded. "Yeah. Natasha means born and Blaise basically means fire protection. So, I named him Fire!" I explained, pulling my own presents from my bed. 
                          
"Ohhh," Natasha nodded in understanding. 
                          
"Let's open presents. I've been waiting since 6:00 A.M with this lunatic, love," Blaise drawled, pointing at Nat. 
                          
"Oi! I'm not a lunatic!" Nat complained. 
                          
I waved them both off. "Shut up. Let's open presents!" I clapped excitedly. "Who goes-"
                          
"You!" Nat cut me off. Blaise nodded in agreement. 
                          
"Okay," I shrugged. 
                          
I took a small box from the stack and looked at the card. "Theo," I told them. 
                          
"What'd he get you?" Nat asked, practically jumping. 
                          
I opened the wrapped box and my eyebrows rose. 
                          
"What!" Nat whined. 
                          
I showed her the present. "It's French nail polish. Looks expensive. Too bad I don't use purple," I stated. 
                          
"That's sad," Nat fake-pouted. 
                          
"No it's not. I hate the smell of nail polish," Blaise added. 
                          
I opened my next present which was nothing special. Just some books from Daphne and Astoria. The third one was from the Malfoy's. 
                          
"Huh," I muttered, opening the rather light box. 
                          
"What?!" Nat complained. "Woah," she breathed. 
                          
Blaise looked over my shoulder and hummed. "Malfoy does have taste," he agreed. 
                          
"No shit," I said, holding up the mid-thigh-length velvet dress. It was a dark green with a low v-neck, long sleeves(lace), high back, and some rather expensive looking green 6-inch felt stilettos(Look up for the dress. Just imagine lace for the sleeves and not velvet). 
                          
"I wish Malfoy was my friend," Nat complained. 
                          
I looked at Blaise with a smirk. "You never know. Maybe you'll be more," I said. And just as I finished, Nat's face was a light pink. 
                          
"Stop," she whined, moving away from me. "You're mean, Ly."
                          
I opened my arms. "Well, that's me," I sighed. 
                          
I opened my next present-which was the 2nd to last- and my jaw dropped. I stared at Blaise while he looked at me with an innocent look on his face and a smirk. 
                          
"No," I whispered, tears gathering in my eyes as I desperately tried to blink them away. 
                          
Nat leaned over. "What-oh. Oh," she breathed, taking in my present. 
                          
It was a firebolt. Something I wasn't able to use regularly.
                          
I crawled over to Blaise and hugged him. "Thank you," I whispered, sitting on his lap. 
                          
Blaise lightly kissed me. "It was nothing," he whispered back. 
                          
"EW!" Nat broke the moment with a fake-gag and a cough. "That's disgusting. Stop!" she complained. "You need to open miiiiiine!" 
                          
"Jeez. Fine," I grumbled, heading back to my stack of presents. I opened the package and an ornate box was in it. 
                          
"Why is... Salazar!" I gasped. I looked at Nat. "No!" I said, eyes wide. 
                          
"Yes!" she squealed. 
                          
"What?" Blaise asked, looking over me again. "That's one gift," he said. 
                          
"Thank you, Nat," I hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheek. The gift was a snowglobe. A snowglobe of my estate with me and Nat playing on the lawn as everyone in the house worked. It was beautiful. 
                          
"You better not break that because it took hell a lot of work," Nat warned, hugging me back. 
                          
I laughed. "Wouldn't dream of it," I assured her. 
                          
It was the best Christmas ever. 
                          
That's all for  today!