Setting: Draco's Room
Date: 25th December 1999
Status: Private (Harry and Draco)
Summary: Presents get unwrapped
Harry was almost certain that he was too old to be feeling such excitement at it being Christmas day at last, but this wasn't enough to stop him walking about in his boxer shorts and fluffy moose antlers with a big stupid smile plastered to his face. Draco, for his part, didn't seem to be bothered by this and indeed seemed to be remarkably understanding about just about all of Harry's little eccentricities (especially and inexplicably the ones that involved Harry walking around mostly undressed).
"Aren't you going to open them," Harry said, gesturing to the two parcels in silver and green giftwrap that now lay on Draco's bed. He was sure that Draco was going to love the gold cup with the badger motif (after all he'd been staring at it longingly ever since Harry had moved in with him), but was still uncertain as to whether the personal organiser would be quite his thing.