Hermione looked slightly panicked, but Ron just stared at him as though he had lost his mind.
"Come in?" Ron repeated.
By then, Draco had reached the bottom of the steps. He crossed to the door and threw Harry a look that was hard to decipher—part distrust and part curiosity, it seemed. Harry shivered in the cold air, realizing he was clad only in trousers. Draco, at least, had thrown on a warm-looking black dressing gown.
"Yes, come in!" Harry repeated. "It's freezing out there. Draco, you don't mind, do you?"
"Naturally not." Draco's tone sounded only mildly sarcastic. "Come inside, intrepid friends of Harry. Did you come to rescue him?"
Harry reached out and dragged Ron inside before Hermione could concoct an excuse, even though she was already tugging on Ron's coat before Harry yanked him out of her grasp. Her lips thinned into a fine line, but she gamely trudged inside and allowed Harry to shut the door.
Draco gestured toward the doorway that led to the living room. "Have a seat. I'll prepare tea and crumpets."
Harry rolled his eyes, realizing Draco was being an arse with that statement, but then he noticed the smirk on Draco's lip and knew it had nothing to do with his words as Ron and Hermione walked uncertainly through the indicated passage.
It wasn't until that moment that he realized the trousers he had dragged on in a tired daze actually belonged to Draco—Harry's clothing, as well as Draco's from the prior night, were scattered around the living room couch.
"You are evil," Harry said.
Draco shrugged. "You let them in."
Harry slung an arm around his shoulders and pulled him close before pressing a kiss into his temple. "Let's go face the music, then, boyfriend. I hope you're ready."
Draco didn't move, despite Harry's urging. "You were serious?"
Harry laughed aloud. "What am I going to have to do to prove it to you? Wait, I know." He took Draco's hand and led him into the living room, where Ron and Hermione had parked themselves next to the still-glowing tree, avoiding the couch completely. Ron's face was red as a ripe apple and Hermione stared fixedly at the tree, as though it was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen.
"Ron, Hermione. I have an announcement. Draco and I are dating," Harry said without preamble. With that, he pulled Draco into a scorching kiss. The blond was tense for a long moment, but then slowly relaxed in Harry's arms, finally melting into his kiss and tangling his fingers into Harry's hair.
Harry had nearly forgotten his friends completely until Hermione cleared her throat and Ron's choking noises became audible.
"Harry, I think we will just see ourselves out. You can stop by when you have time, yes?" Harry knew her question was a command, but at the moment, he had little interest in how his friends would deal with his love life. He knew they would; that was all that mattered.
"See you guys later!" Harry said cheerfully and eagerly returned to his activity.
When the sound of the door closing came to them, Draco pulled away and said, "I think you're well on your way to that Dark Lord position."
Harry grinned. "They'll be fine. Now, where were we?"
"Right about here," Draco said and dove back in.
~Sorry this is late! Was playing with my new toys. It might need an epilogue. :D~