mini_fest | Fic: Christmas Stockings

Title: Christmas Stockings
Author:

enchanted_jae
Rating: PG13
Characters: Harry/Draco
Prompt(s): Harry gets more in his Christmas stocking than he bargained for (a little cross-dressing here - Mrs Claus!Draco, maybe.
Warnings: Cross-dressing, suggestion
Summary: Harry gets two stockings for the price of one.
Word Count: 600
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: Special thanks to my beta,

spicykittins!

It was Christmas Eve, the night that Harry and Draco traditionally opened their special gifts from one another. Since they tended to give one another small items, they tucked these gifts into their stockings.

Harry was already waiting in his pyjamas while Draco was still in their en-suite bathroom. "How much longer do you plan to take?" Harry called from the bedroom.

"Go on down," Draco replied. "I'll join you shortly."

Harry went downstairs and sat on the sofa. He spent a quiet moment admiring the twinkling faerie lights on the Christmas tree before his eyes strayed to his stocking. Both stockings were hung from the mantel. Draco's was a deep, forest green with small snakes embroidered on it in silver thread. Harry's stocking was a rich burgundy with Snitches embroidered in gold.

Harry grew impatient. After years of deprivation growing up, he was now quite childlike in his enthusiasm for opening presents of any kind. Harry glanced at the staircase. There was still no sign of Draco. Reasoning that it wouldn't hurt to simply retrieve his gift, Harry crossed to the mantel and reached inside his stocking. Rather than a wrapped package, Harry's fingers encountered something soft and silky. He withdrew the item and contemplated it with a puzzled frown. It was a wadded up bit of sheer black material. Harry shook it out and blurted, "What's a stocking doing in my stocking?!"

"I was wondering where my other stocking was," purred a seductive voice from the direction of the stairs.

Harry turned his head and gasped. Standing on the staircase was his Christmas fantasy come to life. Draco was poised and posed there, one hip leaning against the rail and a come-hither smile on his lips. He was wearing a red satin camisole, trimmed at the top and bottom edges with white faux fur. A matching pair of red satin knickers strained to contain Draco's assets. One long leg was encased in a thigh-high, black silk stocking. Draco's other leg was bare.

Harry stumbled forward, the other stocking still clutched in his grip.

Draco raised his bare leg and pointed his toes at Harry. "Would you put my other stocking on me, please?"

"I want to peel your other stocking off, along with the rest of it," rasped Harry.

Draco fluttered his eyelashes in a coy manner. "You opened your gift first last year," he said. "It's my turn this year. You'll simply have to wait to unwrap me." He descended a step and nudged Harry with his bare foot.

Harry gulped and bent to his task. He rolled the stocking up in his hands and placed it over Draco's foot. Straightening, Harry smoothed the stocking over Draco's ankle and up his calf. He paused to stroke the back of Draco's knee and was gratified to hear a tiny gasp from his boyfriend. Harry drew the stocking over Draco's knee and dragged it up his thigh, caressing the naked skin before encasing it in silk.

Once the stocking was in place, Harry stepped back to admire his gift. He wanted to drag his sexy, sassy boyfriend up to their bedroom and shag him senseless, but he would let Draco have his fun first. Reaching for Draco's hand, Harry tugged him down the steps. "Come on, love," he said. "The sooner you open your Christmas gift, the sooner I get to unwrap mine."