As they walked through the dimly lit garden, it began to snow big, fluffy specks of light snow. It was falling at vertical angle, looking like angels coming down to earth, as there was absolutely no wind.

Specks of snow gorgeously lay in Hermione's curls, not melting, embellishing her look.

"Blimey Hermione, you look... wow." Ron breathed out, as Hermione gorgeously spun in the snow, her school skirt twirling cutesy at the rotation. Her hair was, yet again, specked with particles of snow and her beautiful facial features stood out in the gentle blue and purple light of some glowing plants.

"Yeah, I can say the same about my bloke." Harry caught up on words, watching his boyfriend crouch down and fiddle with some plant that had been ripped out of the ground by other students, but it's roots were still in good shape and it could be replanted, which was what he was attempting.

The moon was blacked out by clouds, so Draco's hair was shimmering and reflecting the blue and purple lights slightly. The tip of his nose was slightly red from the cold, and so were his cheeks. His hands were also slowly turning red, as he took his gloves off to re-plant the plant.

His black tight jeans stretched on his legs in the crouching position, outlining their hot shape. A thick woolen Slytherin scarf was wrapped around his neck, hiding his chin and mouth. He was still managing to keep his perfect posture in the position he was in, his back straight and shoulders put. He didn't wear a hat, and snow rested in his hair too. He looked beautiful.

Harry took out his wand, but kept it hidden behind his back. Only the tip of it stuck out and when Draco finally stood up and was pulling his gloves on, Harry didn't miss his chance to make a hustle.

"Accio"

Draco's gloves went flying into Harry's hand, and Draco just stared at the spot where the gloves were in his had moments before. Then he snapped out of it, and looked to his side at Harry who was waving his gloves before him teasingly.

"Give them back Harry."

"No."

"Harry, now."

"Make me."

Draco drew out his wand, and the two stood opposite each other.

"Are they seriously going to duel over gloves?" Hermione whispered in her boyfriend's ear.

"Well, I guess there's a first time for everything." Ron used it as an excuse, wrapping his arms around his gorgeous girlfriend.

"Scared Potter?" He put so much envy into the surname, Harry actually felt kind of hurt.

"You wish." Harry shot out his wand, but was disarmed way too soon for his liking.

"Expeliarmus!" Harry's wand shot out of his hand, and Draco faked to catch it. Instead, he let the wand fly past his hand and get lost in the snow.

"Son of a bitch." Harry growled, threatening to throw the gloves into the lake.

"Don't."

"Fine, then find me my wand back."

"No."

"Oh come on, I won't be able to attack you anyway."

Draco rolled his eyes, and walked away from his position. "Matter of fact, keep them."

"Not so fast." Draco was launched across from him to the place he stood at seconds before, landing on his back with a thud into the soft snow.

"Find my wand."

"Fine, fine, here! See? Nothing happened to it." Draco got up, along with picking up Harry's wand from the snow. He shook the snow off his jacket, and wiped it off Harry's wand.

It let out an electrical charge, having been held in someone else's hands other than it's owner. Draco hissed, and put his stung hand to his lips, dropping the wand.

Harry chuckled and went to hug his unfortunate boyfriend, who had suffered enough embarrassment already. He spread his arms wide, welcoming Draco into his protective embrace.

Draco slowly walked close up to Harry, pressing chest to chest, nuzzling his neck, seeking for protection. Harry still didn't wrap his arms around him, having only half-closed his grip.

"What do you have to say?"

"I'm sorry." Draco snaked his arms around Harry's waist, and buried his face in his shoulder. His hand stung very bad, and he had a burn along the index finger where the wand had charged him.

He felt Harry's jacket under his eyes get wet, and an uncontrollable loud sob escaped him. He tried to hold his breath in to avoid crying more, but failed and sobs just kept coming from him.

Harry wrapped his arms tightly around Draco, running a hand up and down his back, soothing down his crying. Draco moved his arms up from the waist, to Harry's neck and wrapped them around it. He wasn't really crying, or so he thought. He was just naturally reacting to the pain, and was seeking comfort.

"Hey, you alright?" Harry took Draco's hand and examined his burnt finger. It had a very long, bright red mark on it, the blood vessels under it having had popped from the electrical charge.

Draco nodded, wiping away the moist from his eyes with his sleeve. He buried his face deeper into his scarf, hiding his embarrassment, not very well. Harry ruffled his soft hair, and whispered in his ear in a calm, relaxing voice.

"Draco, I love your silly mistakes and risky moves almost as much as I adore all of you. I hope you learned a lesson?"

Draco nodded, pressing himself closer to Harry. He didn't want Harry to ever let go of him, as he felt very comfortable in his hold and presence.

"Well?"

"Never to steal or mess around with your wand?"

"Yes. But not only my wand that you're not allowed to touch, this also applies to other wands, do you understand?"

"Yea sorry."

"Harry gently slipped the gloves onto his boyfriend's frost-bitten hands, trying to avoid causing too much irritation.

Draco then cupped his gloved hands before his mouth, and breathed into them to warm them up.

"Okay, well that escalated quickly. Should we keep moving?" Hermione moved up cheerily from behind them, wrapping an arm around each and slowly pushing them forward. The two boys nodded and kept going, Ron catching up from behind them quickly and starting to mess with Hermione.

He then took a run up, and pushed her. She fell in between Draco and Harry, and landed in the snow.

"Ronald Weasley!" She yelped, attempting to stand up. Ron grabbed a bunch of snow in his hands and thew it on her. It went up her back, down her collar and got stuck in her hair.

"Yes, darling?" Ron crouched down next to her, looking at her mad face, laughing.

"You're messing with the wrong witch." She hopped up on her feet, and launched herself at Ron. She kinda flew over him, and he flipped back somehow and they made a couple of tumbles in the snow.

They ended up face to face, and shared a cute long kiss. When they broke apart, Hermione jumped to her feet with a cute giggle, leaving a breathless Ron on the ground.

"You two amaze me." Draco stared at them blankly, receiving a shove from Harry.

He pouted cutely, pulling at his boyfriend's raven hair playfully. Then, in one move he knocked off Harry's glasses, and he lost focus of the world around him.

"Wait, what? Why is everything so blurry?" Draco shrieked, rubbing his eyes in panic. He heard others laughing at him, and Ron was -apparently- rolling on the ground of laugher, while Hermione clutched her stomach and Harry bent down, took his glasses and put them back on, laughing too.

As Harry put on his glasses, both his and Draco's worlds swam back into vision. From the sudden clear vision, Draco stumbled back and kept going back until he felt solid ground under his right foot, and none under his left.

"Draco!"

Draco fell back wards, and found himself in a deep hole, which was apparently dug by some prankers, and then got covered by snow. He folded his arms over his chest and pouted, looking up at the three amused faces of his friends.

"Well, this day just keeps getting better doesn't it?"

"Okay, I think we should go home now. Who's with me?" Ron chuckled, helping Draco out of the deep hole. Everyone agreed, and they started making their way back 'home'.

Draco was wet, and had absolutely no desire to stay in the Slytherin dungeon for the night. He wanted to be closer to Harry, but knew he couldn't. His hopes faded away, along with the shine in his eyes as he lowered his head in thought and walked alongside Harry.

Harry kissed him on the neck, bringing surprise and excitement into his boyfriend's eyes. He wrapped an arm around his neck, having it hanging down his shoulder. Draco tried to wriggle out of his touch, and managed to do so.

"Hey, what seems to be the problem babe?"

"There is no point being together if I cant stay by your side at all times."

"Yes there is."

Draco huffed, nodding apologetically. Harry pulled Draco to his side, and whispered in his ear.

"You want to sleep with me, don't you?"

"Perhaps."

"Well, you have the chance right now." Harry took Draco's hand and kissed it gently. Even through the glove Draco could feel all the love spread throughout the kiss.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Come to bed with me?"

"Sure."