A/N: Due to insomnia and several people asking for me to continue, I drabbled again. Still the same guidelines, 500 words, using "solstice," "wassail," and "charm." Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Nothing's mine. But I do promise to put them back where I found them when I'm done with them, after I've washed them off. See, I did learn something from kindergarten.

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Dear Diary 2

By Lizzie

'…It's the day after the solstice and so the days are going to gradually get longer. It's kind of funny how the whole world goes in cycles. Death, rebirth, shortening, lengthening… All very philosophical.

'The weather today is lovely. It snowed last night and so there's a fresh layer, but today the sky is clear…'

"Honestly Potter, is that all you do these days?" Once again Draco Malfoy interrupted the written ramblings of Harry Potter.

"No, not really. You just have great timing." Harry shut his journal and put it in the bag that rested at his feet. "Go ahead and sit if you'd like." He scooted to his left to allow Draco some sitting room on the bench he occupied. Draco smirked – it was almost a smile, Harry noted – and did just that.

"So what brings you outside on such a cold day?" Draco asked, trying to kick start the conversation.

"It's beautiful out here when it's snowy and clear. Also, I figured no one would come out and bother me given the temperature."

"Well, most people wouldn't, that's true," Draco agreed.

"What brings you out here, if you're so cold?" Harry turned the question on Draco.

"Came out here to see you of course," Draco answered without hesitation. Harry blinked twice and blushed slightly.

"Is that so?" he said softly, refusing to meet Draco's eyes. "Oh, I forgot to thank you for the wassail last night."

"My pleasure. It's an old Malfoy family recipe."

"Really?"

"No. I just took some from the kitchens." Draco smirked.

"I should have known you'd never know how to do anything domestic." Harry turned a mock scowl on the blond boy. Draco shrugged, grinning.

"All part of the Malfoy charm."

"Some charm…"

Silence pervaded the atmosphere for a couple of minutes, before Draco broke it again.

"I meant what I said last night, you know," Draco's voice softened. Harry felt a blush rising to his cheeks again, but fought it off.

"Oh really? I just thought you were drunk," he flippantly replied. Somehow he always found himself using sarcasm as a defense.

"Shush, I'm being serious. When can we move past the acquaintance stage to something more… friendly?" Draco touched Harry's upper arm softly and leaned toward him slightly, licking his lips.

"Umm…" Harry suddenly found himself focused on Draco's mouth, and couldn't pull his eyes away. "Sometime?" he absently answered to the half-remembered question.

Draco licked his licked his lips again and smiled slightly, moving closer to Harry. Harry's eyes drifted closed, and before he could regain his senses, he found his mouth touching Draco's.

The two of them stayed that way for a while, until the feeling of someone else's lips moving with his registered in Harry's brain, and suddenly reality found him. His eyes snapped open, and he moved backwards quickly.

"S-sorry!" he stammered, scrambling to his feet and grabbing his stuff. A blush stained his cheeks as the brunette bolted away.

"Game, set, match." Draco couldn't have looked happier.

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Maybe there will be a third part, it depends on if I develop insomnia again, and if people still want more. Hope you all liked!