"Its winter, the rain has turned to ice, and you want to go on a road trip! I'm frozen!" Draco whined, encircling his coffee with wool mittens.
"You promised," Harry answered, struggling to fit
a green blanket into the Infinity.
They had decided to go for a fresh start, get over their indecisiveness, jealousy, and other ghosts that had been poisoning their relationship.
Despite being on opposite sides during the war, the two strangers had let down their walls, shown their weaknesses, and fallen in love.
Draco recalled his shattered state without Harry, sighed, and gave him a coffee-flavored kiss.
