Title: And So Death Rules
Author: Understarryskies (Raven)
Summary: A random drabble about Seeker Tag. Harry/Draco pairing.
Warnings: Slash. Nothing graphic
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own any of the characters from the Harry Potter books or films. J.K. Rowling does and I envy her.
Words: 463
"Draco!" Harry called, searching the house for his husband. "Draco, where are you?" He looked in the empty living room again before heading upstairs. He glanced in every room he went past, ending up in the bedroom he shared with Draco.
A knock at the door called Harry downstairs. As he walked through the kitchen, he glanced out the window and gasped. Snow had started to fall, drifting past the window, covering the world in a thick, white blanket. It was going to be cold outside and Harry pulled on a coat, just to open the door.
Draco was standing on the front step, grinning happily at Harry, In his left hand he had his Nimbus 2000 and in his right hand he had Harry's Firebolt.
"Will you come play a game of Seeker Tag with me?" Draco asked, holding out Harry's broom. "Or are you too scared?" Harry grinned.
"You wish," he said, taking the offered broom. "Prepare to get your arse kicked." Draco just smirked.
"If you can catch me," he taunted. Draco mounted his broom and shot into the sky, graceful despite how long it had been since he had last been on a broom. Harry paused for a moment, watching his graceful lover float across the sky. He looked like an angel in the falling snow. Harry mounted and joined Draco in the sky, laughing and shouting with joy.
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Harry floated down and landed carefully on the snowy ground. He laughed and gasped as adrenaline pumped through his body. Draco came in to rest beside him, also laughing. Harry glanced over at Draco and noted his rosy face and pink cheeks. Draco looked at Harry, seeing much the same. He felt a hunger for his lover build up. Harry just smirked at the change of Draco's eyes to a lust-filled silver. He dismounted and walked towards the house.
Harry barely got inside the front door, when Draco pushed him up against the wall, pressing their lips together in a searing kiss. They broke apart only because of a need for oxygen. Draco slowly ground his hips and Harry gasped.
"Mine," Draco gasped, his breath ghosting across Harry's ear.
"I didn't know cold made you possessive," Harry replied. "It needs to be winter more."
"Shut up," Draco said.
"Wakes up your grumpy side too it seems," Harry smirked. "Shall we take this to the bedroom?" He asked, knowing he was going to be mounting a lot more than just a broom tonight.
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