A/N: Gah, it's raining again! I'm cold… and hungry :( Welpx, here's the fifth day

Thank you for the reviews!

Can somebody please give me warm brownies? Or maybe a cup of hot chocolate…

Warning: Snow figures. Lemon slice.

17 December 2008

On the fifth day of Christmas…

"Why are we out here?" Harry asked, his teeth chattering. "I'm only feeling a bit better…" Harry sniffled, "thanks to your potion." He wrapped his arms around himself, tugging his coat close.

"I love snow," Draco stated. "You know that, Harry." The blond was a few feet in front of his boyfriend, kicking freshly fallen snow with his foot. Draco looked back slyly at Harry. "Besides, you needed to get out of bed. You've slept for twelve hours straight; the potion was laced with a mild Sleeping Draught."

"Yes, I know," Harry grumbled. "My body's stiff and sore from being prone for so long."

"And that's without us having sex last night," Draco said, winking at Harry.

"Gah, how can you think of sex when we're out here, in the cold?" Harry frowned at Draco and took a step toward the other man.

"It's my nature to be this way," the taller man replied. Harry chuckled and walked up to Draco; he hooked his arm with Draco's right arm and they stood side by side, both staring at their white, snow-covered lawn.

"It's been awhile since I've made some snowmen," Draco murmured; he looked down at his lover. "Let's make some!"

"Right now?" Harry asked. "But it's-it's cold! My hands are freezing…"

"Oh, you're such a baby," Draco chided. He pulled his arm away and walked away from Harry. "Fine. You can watch me make them." He took out his wand and with a wave, a pile of snow appeared at his feet.

"That's cheating, Draco."

"What? This?" Draco gestured to the pile of snow. "It's not cheating. It's called 'saving time'."

Harry rolled his eyes and sat down, but not before mumbling a spell that created a warm bubble around him.

"So you're really going to sit there and watch me make my snowmen?" Draco asked; he sniffed haughtily and knelt down on the cold snow.

"Yep; I'm not going to even help because I am absolutely rubbish at making snowman," Harry said happily. "No need for me to get cold and ruin your masterpiece at the same time."

"Humph." Draco began packing the snow into a firm ball. Harry watched with amusement as his boyfriend turned the pile of snow into a round sphere.

He gave Draco five minutes before the blond would give up.

It was four minutes and forty-five seconds when Draco stopped and placed his hands on his hips.

"Now I remember why I stopped playing with snow. It takes too long!" Draco stood up and clapped his mitten-covered hands together, getting rid of the melting snow that was stuck on the wool.

"Draco, dear, why don't we…" Harry started but was stopped when Draco stomped his foot.

"No!" With an angry jab with his wand pointed at the pile of snow, Draco cast a spell on it. A moment later, the snow shook and grew. "Watch my beautiful creations appear before you, Harry. As if by magic."

Harry snorted and planted his elbows on his folded legs; he leaned forward. "You did use magic, Draco."

"Shut up." Draco stood watching as his snowman formed right before their eyes.

"… Well, that is certainly not a normal looking snowman." Harry's left eye twitched. There was something familiar about that snowman…

"I know," Draco said smugly. "It's you!"

"What?!" Harry spluttered. He knew that mop of hair was familiar! "You gave that snowman HAIR!"

"Of course. It is you that I made after all," Draco said slowly; he turned around and beamed at Harry. "Don't you like it?"

"Well… Uh… It's… nice," Harry said, not wanting to upset his lover. "Never saw a snow figure with hair. Nope."

"It's special," Draco smiled, "like you."

"Flatterer," Harry muttered but with a small smile. Draco heard him and chuckled.

"I'm not done yet, so you can continue to watch me."

Twenty minutes and two Warming charms later, Draco was finally done. Harry had watched the whole process. The blond made one more Harry-snowman and two Draco-snowmen. Harry laughed when Draco added a snow kitty as well; Draco merely told him that he liked kittens. Harry got up and went to inspect Draco's handiwork. Well, they certainly looked like them.

"Are you finished? I can put a spell on them so that they wouldn't melt," Harry offered. Draco pouted and shook his head.

"Not yet, Harry. I need to do one more thing…"

Harry sighed and gestured for Draco to go on with whatever he had planned. He stood back and let the blond do his work.

"You'll love this, Harry." Draco smirked and shot a red beam at his group of five snow figures.

"Wh-Don't destroy--!" Harry was about to cast a shield around the snowmen but then…

They started to move.

"Oh my god! Oh my… Draco, what did you do?!"

Harry gaped, with his mouth hanging open, at the snow people. One snow-Harry and one-Draco grouped together and the remaining two made another pair. The kitten was just laying there in the snow, snoozing.

Then the snow-humans did the unthinkable.

"Oh no… No, no, no…" Harry mumbled, shaking head. "Damn it, Draco! We are lucky nobody lives near us!"

Draco only grinned in return. Harry wanted to walk up to his boyfriend and smack some sense into him, but alas, it was too late. The spell was cast and their snow counterparts were doing… things. Harry whimpered and one hand moved to his hair. He yanked. This is too much. He knew Draco had a crazy side, but this… this went over the line.

The first pair was of snow-Harry standing behind a bent down snow-Draco, who had his arse in the air. Harry could only guess they were 'naked'. Then, snow-Harry started pumping his hips front and back and Harry didn't need to be a genius to know what they were doing.

"Draco!" Harry barked. "Why… Are you trying to tell me something here?" He was trying hard not to laugh when snow-Draco started slamming his own hips backward to meet the thrusts.

"Well… Maybe," Draco answered airily.

Harry moved his eyes to the second pair.

Ah.

Snow-Draco the second was on the ground, legs draped on snow-Harry the second's back. Snow-Harry the second was making some not-so-gentle thrusts. Once again, Harry didn't need to be amazingly smart to figure things out.

All in all, it was starting to affect him. Sickness be damned. Harry was getting aroused.

"Draco," Harry growled; Draco shivered and sauntered over to his lover.

"Yes, Harry?" Draco purred.

Harry put on a feral grin and grabbed Draco's wrist. "You. Me. In the bedroom. Now!" He pulled Draco with him, who was only too happy to follow.

"Do not ever tease me like that again!" Harry growled. Draco nodded feebly and whimpered as Harry slammed his hips forward, hard.

Harry held Draco's thighs and almost bent Draco in half. He thrust forward and knew he hit Draco's sweet spot when Draco let out a long moan. He felt the blond's anal muscles clench around his cock.

"I love… getting you… hot… OH!… and bothered," Draco panted. He squeezed as hard as he could; Harry let out a gurgle above him. Draco smirked.

"Fuck…" Harry gasped and sped up his thrusts. He snaked his hand between and wrapped his fingers around Draco's hardened flesh. It felt warm and was pulsating in his palm.

"H-Harry…" Draco wheezed; Harry sneered down at him and pulled at Draco's swollen prick. "Can't… Can't hold…"

"Let go, love," Harry whispered and snapped his hips forward. Draco let out a hoarse scream. "Come for me."

Draco breathing came in short pants, his mouth parted, and his whole body was covered with a light sheen of sweat. Harry grunted and went deeper; he wanted Draco to fall apart first. With a tug and a slight twist at the head of his cock, Draco came. He bellowed out Harry's name, muscles contracted around Harry.

Harry thrust three more times before he spilled his seeds in his lover.

"Draco…" and Harry collapsed on top of his boyfriend.

A few minutes later, after their post-coital bliss, Harry turned to his side and buried his face into Draco's sweaty chest. Malfoy smiled and curled around Harry, forming a warm cocoon for his love.

"Draco?"

"Hm?"

"If you wanted me in bed, why did you add a snow kitten with that group of snowmen?"

Draco chuckled and kissed Harry's temple. "No reason. I just wanted a kitty there that's all."

Harry hummed sleepily. A kitten. Now there's an idea…

… five insinuations to bed.

A/N: -giggles- This was a lemon slice. :D More to come!

Me: Why am I in the room… -searches for camera- NOOOO!

Harry: You locked her up?
Draco: Yeah. I don't want our pictures to be sent out.
Harry: Tsk, tsk… She'll murder you.
Draco: o.O No, she won't.

Me: If I get my hands on Draco… Muwahahahaha!

Draco: … What was that?
Harry: -shrugs- She's not going to do anything to me, but you, I'm not so sure.