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Day Eleven
Snow Man
With the death of their wives in the same attack on Diagon Ally, by renegade Death Eaters over two years ago. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had found some common ground and had become very close to one another. They were going to be spending the Christmas together as one large family, the Weasley's had been invited, but since the death of Ginny, they had slowly drifted away from Harry.
They were all bundled up and outside in the cold air, and the mountains of snow that covered the ground. The two younger boys had argued with their fathers to build a snowman, and the fathers agreed, it would be something that they could all do together.
Harry held little Lily close in his arms, the little girl was dressed in her favourite pink. James was older than the little boys at nine, he was tall for his age, taking after his grandfather and namesake. Albus Severus and Scorpious were the same height and were more mischievous than the Weasley twins were when Fred was alive. George was one of the only Weasley's that Harry was still in regular contact with.
The snowman was almost finished, Draco was putting the hat on, James finishing with the scarf he was wrapping around the neck, Albus Severus and Scorpious were making sure that one of the twig arms was in properly.
Little Lily tried to reach for the hat that was put on the snowman, and when Harry pulled her away, she became a little grump. With a burst of accidental magic something floated between Harry and Draco's head.
"Dad?" James said as he noticed the floating thing. "You and Mr Malfoy have got something to do if you want to move." He grinned.
Both Draco and Harry looked up and saw the mistletoe, they looked at one another for a moment before the slowly leaned in and kissed. They pulled back, a slight blush on their faces and questions in their eyes, ones that would be answered later on, when the children were all in bed.
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