Draco held Ginny's arm as they stood in front of the doors to the Great Hall. He looked down at her, a small smile gracing his lips. He was proud to have Ginny on his arm. She worn a stunning green dress robe that had silver embroidery on the edges, his idea, and her hair was piled up on top of her head, some of it falling down in loose curls. Above all, her eyes were sparkling as she looked up at him with unabashed joy.

"Are you ready to go in?" he asked softly.

She grinned, "Of course, let's go stun and amaze."

"You'll do the stunning," he winked at her and she batted at his arm playfully. He pushed the doors open and led her in. All the tables had been pushed back against the wall and all the house decorations had been taken down and replaced with cheery holiday adornments. There was Christmas music being played by the Weird Sisters and fake snow falling from the enchanted ceiling, coating the floor in soft, white fluff.

"Ginny!" Ron exclaimed, walking up to them a glare planted on his face. "What are you doing here with him? He's a prat?"

Draco growled, but Ginny shushed him. "He may be, but you're a prat also, and I don't see Hermione complaining." Hermione blushed and looked away.

Ron looked at her, "Is it true, Mione, am I a prat?"

"Er," her eyes wandered, "You know, Ron, I'm really thirsty, would you mind getting me some punch?" Ron rolled his eyes and walked off, making sure to give Draco one last menacing glare.

Draco gave Ginny a look, "I'm not a prat."

"I didn't say you were- Oh, hello there Harry," Ginny smirked. "Enjoying your date with Mandy?"

Harry looked far from enjoying his date with Mandy. Not only were her robes cut to low, and the hem too high, she was flirting with every guy within two feet of her. It might have been from the spiked punch, but you never know. Mandy eyed Draco, "Why hello there," she said in husky tones.

Draco wrinkled his nose at her, "Hello yourself."

"Actually," Harry said, looking at Draco enviously. "I'm having a rather-"

"Oh, Harry!" Mandy chirped. "Would you be a dear and get me some punch?"

Harry's face brightened, "Yes, sure," he bolted towards the refreshment table.

"Now you," Mandy said sultrily, running her fingers down Draco's arm.

"Back off," Ginny barked. Mandy looked shocked and walked away, "Bitch," she said under her breath.

Draco chuckled, "Didn't know you were so bloody possessive."

"I'm not possessive if I don't want that whore touching you," Ginny sniffed, kissing his cheek.

"Hi, Ginny," Seamus said walking up to them, wearing a slight blush. "Having a nice night?" Ginny could feel Draco stiffen.

"She's fine," Draco growled.

"Now who's possessive?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Draco said innocently. "Want to dance?"

"Sure," Draco led her to the dance floor and the Weird Sisters very conveniently started a slow song. They swayed in to the rhythm of the music, Ginny resting her head on Draco's chest, and he resting his cheek on her head. Ginny breathed in deeply, savoring Draco's unique and exotic smell.

She lifted her head to look at him, "This night is perfect."

He grinned cheekily, "Not quite yet." And ducked his head to steal a kiss.

Okay, that's it! No more! I only did this because I went back and read a lot of my old reviews and saw how much you guys were begging for an epilogue. I know it's short, but at least you got it, eh?