A/N: I see that some of you liked the story! It makes me all giddy inside ;U; I'm currently sick and listening to the Christmas song so i feel the need to write another chapter hehe ~

I hope you'll like this chapter and as always this story will probably contain grammar mistakes and miss usage of the english language in terms of spelling. - and i apologise in beforehand.

Disclaimers: i don't own the original movie or the characters overall only the plot and the OCC-..ness?

- also this is a male x male fic, though i don't understand why you would have thought differently..

Parings: Harry Potter x Jack Frost.

Bring me warmth but cold kisses

-/ Chapter 2 - Don't close your eyes

As he stepped into the common room his face flushed from the sudden warmth. He hadn't noticed how cold the rest of the actual castle was since there weren't any fireplaces or warming spells in the hallways during the break. It was unnecessary since there wasn't a large amount of students that would wander the corridors and since the teachers either kept themselves locked in their rooms or put up a warming spell on the occasions that they left the room, they didn't see the need for it.

There was 3 other students from Hufflepuff that stayed over the break, he hadn't recognised their names so he figured they were first years. Other then that the castle was empty, there were a few teachers like Mrs. Sprouts and Madam Hootch that left for the break, were? Harry didn't know and couldn't care less.

Snape hardly left his quarters unless the Headmaster deemed his presence to be necessary but it wasn't often. And of course he himself wasn't to be in the castle over the rest of the break so it was unusually quiet and Harry didn't know if he liked it yet.

The old toad was free to do her bidding but she was also to preoccupied with notifying Mr. Fudge about the headmasters were about and god knows what. He was happy to know that he couldn't have anymore detention with the horrid woman during the break, he didn't know if he could produce blood enough to keep the bloody quills running.

As he thought about the quills he shivered and rubbed his scarred hand unknowingly; a habit he'd developed when he was stressed or deep in unbecoming thoughts.

''Better write that letter right Hedwig?'' He told the owl as he rummaged through the desk by the window.

Hi Hagrid,

Of course i'll come by, is 3 p.m alright?

Hugs, Harry.

Harry read through the letter, nodding with satisfied. Short and simple but to the point.

''I'll see you there later okay? I have to make an appearance at lunch or who knows is going to search for me.'' Harry said bemused. The owl hoo'd and bumped her head against Harrys before flying off. Harry watched her fly until he couldn't see her anymore before leaving.

As he walked through the castle he felt that calming presence again, it felt like a cold winter hug compared to the overall warmth his body possessed at the moment. It wasn't unpleasant but he wished he knew what or who it was.

Lunch was quiet and Harry observed that the cold presence never left. The room was warm since there were around 8 fireplaces in the great hall so he knew there were something following him.

''You know stalking is a very unbecoming habit.'' Harry whispered but didn't get an answer he didn't know if it was because they didn't want to be seen or if there were some other reason.

Jack on the other hand had been shocked. The black haired teen had figured he'd been followed, he wouldn't say stalked.. He hadn't looked up though so he guessed he didn't believe in him but how could he sense him then?

''Hmm.. No answer? Is it because you don't want to be seen or am I just going crazy?'' Harry kept on playing with the food on his place as he talked to the unknown stalker. Still no answer. Harry felt the coldness move from his right side to his left so he knew that it wasn't just some cold breeze playing with his head, there were something there.

Harry wasn't hungry but decided to wait until he'd got an answer from the ground keeper before he would leave the hall. His plate started to frost around the corner in beautiful patterns and Harry felt himself smile, his stalker wanted to communicate; he wanted to be seen.

Before he could comment on it one of Hogwarts school owls landed in front of him, nipping at his toast.

Ay coorse 'at is alrecht!

i'll lit hedwig rest until ye get here.

hugs, Hagrid

Harry chuckled at the handwriting, knowing how hard it was for Hagrid to actually spell. He was always proud of the older man for small things like this.

''Well guess we'll have to go for another walk Mr. Stalker.'' Harry told the unknown presence as he made his way outside from the hall, he needed to go back to his room and get his scarf before going outside again.

The corridor was quiet and he could see the sun already setting in the west. It got a bit colder the darker it got and if Harry had been scared of the dark he knew that it would have been very bemusing to walk to the little hut near the dark forest. Now lucky for him he was used to the dark and always found it useful during his battles with bullies and maniacs.

As Harry was halfway down the hill he turned around to look at the castle. It was a very beautiful building in the daylight but nothing compared to the winter darkness surrounding the building. The candle lights and the shine from the starts made the castle absolutely magnificent.

''Beautiful right?'' Harry asked but didn't expect an answer. Jack nodded in awe, he was a sucker for enjoying the small things in life and this was one of the greatest pictures he'd ever seen in his now 300 year old life.

Harry turned around with a chuckle when he felt the presence follow almost immediately. He stopped though when a snowball hit him. He turned around and could swear that he heard a smug chuckle, well two could play this game. At the moment the comforting cold came from his left side and Harry didn't waste a second. He threw the snowball towards where he thought his stalker was and laughed in joy when it hit something.

''Hah! I knew you were there!'' Harry laughed in joy but started sprinting when he noticed invisible hands forming a new snowball. Harry had ducked and laughed all the way down to Hagrid's hut. As he was let inside and started taking of his coat he noticed how snow covered he'd actually been. Harry giggled softly in amusement, he hadn't had that much fun in years and to think it was all caused because an unknown presence.

''Look at ye Harry! it looks as if it has bin a snaw storm if i didn't know betteh!'' Hagrid laughed his bumbling laugh.

''You'd think so, wouldn't you.'' Harry answered back in amusement. He could once again sense the presence taking place beside him on the sofa. He accepted the warm tea cup from Hagrid and took a sip, enjoying the warmth it brought.

''So lad! What have ye been up te lately?'' Hagrid asked as he took his usual place on the huge armchair.

''Nothing much, thinking to much probably.'' Harry answered sheepishly.

''Ah guess that's understandable. Ah see neither Ron ur Hermione steyed behin' thes year?'' Hagrid said in slight concern, he knew how it felt to be left alone.

''No, not this year.'' Harry answered shortly, he honestly didn't want to talk about it; it made him feel selfish. He felt the presence shift even closer, making him shiver slightly. It wasn't unpleasant only.. different.

''Hagrid.. do you know of some sort of creatures that is unable to show themselves?'' Harry was really intrigued when he watched the thoughtful face of his friend.

'' Weel eh'd say thaur is few but they're nae somethin' ye want tae mess wi' Harry.'' Hagrid told him with a stern face, making Harry surprised. Mr Stalker had shifted away from him but Harry putted his hand down were he though the others leg might be, to keep him from fleeing.

''But isn't there any friendly once? Like... sprits?'' Harry noticed that as he mentioned spirits that the coldness seemed to sweep over him. He looked towards the window and noticed the frost creeping up over the glass, forming a human shaped form with some sort of staff throwing snowballs down on another shorter shaped form. He guessed that it was supposed to look like their snowball fight and got excited.

He looked to see Hagrid studying his face.

''Spirit ye say? .. Ah can not say i've ever dealt wi' a one before, nae as if they ever showed up in front ay me either..'' Hagrid seemed to have calmed down. Spirits weren't known to be a threat but of course, you could never be to sure.

Harry decided to end the discussion and to keep his stalker unknown at the moment. Hagrid kept on talking about his newly found obsession with exploding crabs, Harry couldn't see the appeal to them but as long as it made Hagrid filled with happiness he would gladly keep on listening.

Far too soon the clock hit five o'clock and Hagrid followed Harry towards the castle again, saying that he didn't want some spirits to whisk him away. Harry knew that Hagrid was only joking but also worried that he'd be captured by some death eater.

''So.. Mr. sprit then? What do I owe the pleasure of your presence for?'' Harry asked in amusement as he sat on his bed. He noticed that the window started to frost over and waited until he could decipher a message.

''Jack Frost?'' Harry uttered out loud. He was confused, the sprit of winter? He had only heard bedtime stories about the name during up growth when ''Dudders'' wanted it.

Harry's eyes widened when there suddenly stood a white haired teenager floating in the air beside his window. Harry waved slowly towards him as if to making sure there actually was something there, when he actually waved back Harrys face broke out in a bright smile.

''I see I now have a face to refer too, isn't it so Mr. Stalker?'' Harry said and chuckled when he received an amused glare.

''Haha, so funny.'' Jack felt his stomach flutter when the boy, Harry, giggled. It looked as if all of the stress and struggles where none existent. He flew to sit on the bed next to him and noticed that the kind smile and amused smile never left his features.

''How come i couldn't see you?'' Harry asked after a while of studying the teens face. He saw how Jacks smile fell and took on a more serious approach, it didn't fit him so instead of waiting for the obviously discomforting conversation he started to tickle him. It didn't go as planed though, after Jack had reacted to being tickled he tackled Harry to the floor, tickling him in return until he begged for mercy.

''Okay I give up! I- haha- G-ive- haha- up!'' Harry giggled out as he was trying to defend himself against the strong arms that was holding him to the floor while mercilessly fingers was tickling him.

As the hands stopped Harry softly smiled up to the face hovering above him.

''Feel better now?'' Harry asked in the same soft, kind and understanding voice he always used when he talked to a first year he found hiding somewhere being sad.

Jack didn't understand what it was about Harry that drew him towards him, that made him feel as if he needed to make Harry see him, to believe in him. He softly touched the younger males flustered cheeks as he watched the concern and kindness emit from the emerald eyes that shone even brighter in the moonlight.

''You believed.''

A/N: You like? I like.

How close will they grow and what is Jacks reaction towards Ron and Hermione? Read the next chapter and find out!

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