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Abby, this is my Christmas gift to you. Hopefully it's good, and you will enjoy it. Remember you picked the 'C'!
Harry stood at the window, watching the snow fall in heavy sheets. It had been snowing for almost four hours and snow had covered the ground like a thick, white blanket. He shivered slightly, placing one pale hand on the frost-bitten window. His lips parted in a gasp as he felt just a fraction of the freezing weather currently spinning in uncontrollable circles outside. Too cold to be stood, his hand jerked back from the window after a moment's delay.
"That cold, love?" spoke a baritone voice from behind him.
Starting a little and releasing an audible squeak, Harry whirled around to see his grinning lover. Narrowing his eyes at the sight of his lover's satisfied grin plastered on his face, he turned back around with a huff to face the chilling weather once more.
Bastard, he thought as he ignored his lover with an ease that comes only through patience and much experience.
"Harry? You okay? I was just playing with you. Oh come on," his lover pleaded pitifully; "It was just a joke."
Smiling slightly at his lover's antics, Harry leaned back on the other man's chest when he felt him come up behind him, feeling the comfortable heartbeat through both of their, thankfully not maroon, sweaters. Tilting his head back slightly, he caught his lover by surprise by grabbing the hair at the base of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Feeling his lover's tongue at the entrance of his mouth, he parted his lips, allowing Cedric's tongue to begin its conquest of his mouth.
After a moment, they both pulled away, breathing heavily, trying to prolong the pleasure that comes only with being in a loved one's arms. Harry noticed that Cedric's arms had migrated to where they were wrapped tightly around his waist, while his own had moved to encircle his lover's neck.
Harry felt Cedric's mouth move against his shoulder as he spoke saying, "While not unappreciated, love, can I ask what I did to deserve this impromptu kiss?"
Ignoring his lover's question for the time being, Harry responded with his own question. "Cedric promise me that you'll be careful today, okay? It's been snowing a lot and you have to go out in that, and-"
"Shh," whispered Cedric, noticing the worried inflection in Harry's tone. "What's the matter, Harry? You know I'm always careful. Is something wrong?"
Looking up at his lover's concerned gaze, Harry remembered that Cedric was always careful and it was his caution that had saved them during that event, the event that was silently agreed on to never be brought up again. The same event, that after almost a decade, still brought nightmares to Harry's fitful sleep, like it did last night.
Harry remembered that night vividly though. If not for Cedric's caution they would both likely have been dead. Cedric was cautious though, and if he had not levitated the trophy-turned-portkey in between them as they had explored the graveyard, well let's say that Harry didn't need a seer to figure out what would have happened. He had heard the 'Avad-'as he had been whirled away in a storm of magic.
Feeling his lover shake him into the present he heard Cedric ask "So is everything alright? You seemed a little nervous about something."
Giving a bright smile, one that seemed much more realistic then the one he had given in the morning, Harry simply said, "Nothing's wrong at all. Nothing at all."
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