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Day 10 is here. Woop. I got a Snowman and I'm going do Drarry for my wonderful friend lessthanthreeredvines because, who DOESN'T love Drarry? They are practically the Wizarding World version of Klaine.
Day 10: Snowman
Harry hated the snow. It reminded him of the cold, which reminded him of sad memories. Nevertheless, he still walked through it to ditch his friends. He didn't want to talk to them, now Sirius had died.
Draco, coincidently, hated the snow as well. It reminded him of the cold, which reminded him of his father. Probably the worst parent in the entire world. Plus, apart from his so-called "crew", he had no-one to talk to so, he might as well live in the memories of his home-life.
One day, however, Draco and Harry's paths crossed. Mainly due to the fact there was a snowstorm brewing and no-one could see where they were going.
"Ah, watch it, Potter." The blonde snapped.
"Well, sorry." The green-eyed boy muttered sarcastically.
"What are you doing out here, anyway?" Draco wondered, not really caring but hoping that Saint Potter would buzz off.
"Thinking." He muttered, "You?"
"Same." The silver-eyed boy replied. "Wanna walk and think together? You know, so we won't be alone?"
Harry pondered for a moment before making his final decision. "Sure, Malfoy. I'll walk with you."
They were walking for almost an hour, thinking of their own problems, not really wanting to share them and break the comfortable silence they both had grown used too.
Suddenly, Harry walked slightly faster and more to the left than he intended too and started picking up piles of snow and making it into a circular shape.
"What are you doing?" Draco asked, curiously.
"Making a snowman." The fifteen year old replied like it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Why?" The Slytherin inquired, cautiously stepping towards the famous teen.
"It helps me sometimes. Gives me a sense of the childhood I never had." He shrugged, starting on the head before pulling out his wand and charming a carrot, a selection of black stones and two hand-shaped twigs out of thin air.
"What are they for?" Draco found this Snowman lark funny too watch.
"Carrot is for the nose, the twigs are for his arms and the stones are for his eyes, mouth and buttons." Harry explained, shoving the carrot in the middle of it's face before firmly gripping the stones to the frozen texture, creating two eyes.
"Does it... he want a scarf?" The future-Death Eater asked.
"Um, sure." The raven-haired boy said, taking the Slytherin scarf that the blonde willingly handed to him.
Their hands accidentally touched and they both felt a spark, ignoring it and starting a new snowman to build.
An hour and a half later, they had made over 20 different snowman.
"Oh Merlin! How about a Birthday Cake hat?" Draco asked, laughing. He wouldn't admit this but, he was having a ton of fun with Pott-Harry.
"Oh yes!" Harry exclaimed, about to Transfigure one when he tripped over a neglected snow-man twig arm, knocking down and potentially destroying a Dumbledore snowman.
"Are you okay?" Draco asked, chuckling hard, going forward to help his "secret-friend" up but found himself tripping over the same twig and landing on Harry. His lips to be exact.
His lips were soft and warm, nothing boy's lips were supposed to be. Draco deepened the kiss, unable and not wanting to break it. After a shocked minute or two, Harry started to kiss back, even holding the side of Draco's head with both his hands so they wouldn't just, hang there.
Draco wrapped his own strong arms around Harry's waist, pulling the boy closer as they explored each other's mouths whilst wrapped up in a blanket of snow.
When they finally broke off, they blushed deeply and stood up, mumbling a see you later and rushing off different ways to the castle. And, from then on, they never forgot that one snow-day, occasionally standing in that one spot, hoping the other would do the same and they'd meet in private again...
Hope you liked it :)
- Festive Panda x