Now though, Draco was grinning and chortling merrily to himself, while Harry was contemplating whether or not Dobby was actually stalking him about the castle. As had happened last time, the Room of Requirement had been decorated for Christmas, with gold streamers across the ceiling beams, mistletoe sprouting out at random intervals, and baubles dangling down with his face on them and "Have a Harry Christmas’ written on them. Harry noticed that the mistletoe seemed to be sprouting in his wake, though it was so slow growing he couldn’t be totally sure. He contemplated pulling them all down, but didn’t have the heart too when they had made Draco smile like that. He was more than willing to sacrifice a bit of his dignity to hear the other man laugh for the first time in what must have been two weeks.