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peachydreamxx · 5 months
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12. Drunken Confessions
by @peachydreamxx
The clock strikes midnight, and the bar is still in full swing. Harry is too, apparently. Flailing his arms around, too lost in the music from the jukebox to care about the looks he’s getting from around the crowded room. 
“Does your boyfriend always dance like a fool?” Pansy eyes intently over the rim of her wine glass, leaning into Draco’s shoulder. 
“Sadly, yes.” Draco says, taking another much-needed swig of firewhiskey. 
Harry breaks from the crowd and stumbles over, almost meeting Draco’s feet as he’s caught in his boyfriend's arms and guided into a nearby chair. “Someone’s been on the port, I see.” 
Harry hums, smiling drunkenly. “I really, really like you, Draco.” 
“Well that’s a relief considering we live together.” 
“I want you to be my boyfriend.” Harry slurs. 
Pansy snorts into her wine glass and shakes her head, her laughter trailing off as she leaves the two lovebirds to themselves. 
“Do you really?” Draco asks, hooking a brow. “I’m not so sure about that.” 
“But we’d be so good together!” Harry protests, head lolling back. 
Draco sighs, plucks the half-empty glass from Harry’s grip and sets it down out of reach. “Hm, I’m not sure drunken idiots are my type.” 
Harry slumps against Draco’s neck, muttering something incoherent under his breath as Draco looks out across the party, at the sympathetic glances from friends before he hoists Harry back up and meets his glazed-over eyes. 
“I have a confession.” Harry says, peering side to side as Draco leans in, preparing himself for some drunken nonsense. “When you showed up to the Winter Ball the year before we dated, I thought you looked so hot in your three-piece emerald suit that I ran to the bathroom to scream into my fist. Ron can confirm that too.” 
Draco’s almost sprays firewhiskey over both of them. “I’m sorry—” he clears his throat and stares at Harry in a state of adorned surprise, “Weren’t you telling everyone that you thought I was an insufferable git during that night?” 
“It was a cover for the fact that I was dying inside.” Harry says, face flushed the most radiant pink. “I cried a little bit too. No one is allowed to be that fucking gorgeous.”
Draco laughs, loud enough to turn heads. He wraps his hand around Harry’s neck and kisses his forehead. “You’re the biggest fool, Harry Potter, and for the record, I couldn’t take my eyes off of you either. I’m sure you’ll be pleased to know that Pansy called me a ‘pining mess’.”
Harry chuckles, lashes flitting softly as the alcohol continues to consume him. “I went home that evening and decided I had to do something about my feelings,” he goes on, “I may have also dealt with certain other feelings in the sanctity of my bedroom.”
“Oh, did you now?” Draco cocks his brow, teeming with pride. “How about I take your drunk arse home and you can show me just how you dealt with those feelings of yours."
< day 11 by @nelweensfic
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nelweensfic · 5 months
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Day 1: Christmas tree
Harry looked at the mess inside his living room. Cardboard boxes on the ground, opened with shining christmas baubles and garlands. It was something he always loved to do on the first day of December; decorating the Christmas tree. 
A new tradition that Draco and he started to do, not without an argument, when they first lived together, three years ago. Harry loved Christmas and wanted to decorate as soon as possible but Draco didn't agree. Christmas was, and will be only, in December. 
Harry watched Draco being concentrating, flicking his wand firmly to put all the golden and red baubles on the black tree. 
"The Slytherin tree is in our bedroom this year," Draco said without turning around, clearly feeling his boyfriend's presence. 
"Okay." Harry hummed as he walked toward him. "You're the one who wanted two trees."
"It's not fair that only one house was represented." Draco huffed. 
Harry scooped his arms around Draco's waist and hugged him from behind, contemplating the golden light lighting the tree. 
"You're doing great." He said before he kissed Draco's cheek and pulled out the hug. With a flick of his own wand, he opened another box and started putting Christmas things all around the house.
Thank you @peachydreamxx for this banner and project, I can't wait to share it all ❤️
>> Day 2 by @peachydreamxx
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peachydreamxx · 5 months
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10. Hungry Harry 🍫
by @peachydreamxx
Draco drifts into the living room, paper in hand, “There’s going to be a winter market in Diagon Alley next week. That sounds fun. D’you fancy going to—” 
Words are stolen by the sight of Harry staring up at him from the sofa, chocolate smeared around his lips and eyes like a disobedient pup. On the coffee table in front of him is the shell of a once-filled advent calendar, now stripped bare, the doors hanging open as it recovers from the raid. 
Draco drops the paper onto the accent table and crosses his arms. “Please tell me you didn’t.” 
Harry’s forced innocent smile answers for him.
“Every single door?” 
Eyes dropping to his lap, Harry nods. 
“Harry!”
“I was hungry!”
“We have food in the kitchen!”
“I was hungry for chocolate!” 
“You’re unbelievable.” Draco rolls his eyes and wanders off, holding back the urge to laugh as he questions his reasoning for loving his boyfriend.
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< Day 9
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peachydreamxx · 4 months
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23. One Small Gift
by @peachydreamxx
“One little gift each,” Draco says, “Just between you and me.” 
“Fine,” Harry laughs, sitting crossed legged down on the rug in the middle of their living room. Draco wastes no time choosing the exact one he wants Harry to have, and carefully places it on his lap. 
As Harry excitedly tears it apart, he comes to a halt, and stares down at his lap, then looks up at his boyfriend sitting directly opposite. 
Draco’s cheeks are the same shade as the Gryffindor wall hanging by the bookshelves. In fact, Harry can’t quite tell if the heat in his face is from the roaring fire beside them or the gift that he’s unwrapped. 
“Are you sure this gift is for me?” Harry asks, slowly pulling out a pair of black lace stockings from underneath the matching lingerie and stilettos.
Draco buries his head in his hands. “It was a stupid idea—Pansy’s idea, actually. Blame her. I can get you something far nicer, I promise, I don’t know why I even—”
“You think I’d look good in lace?” Harry’s brow arches, his mouth tugging too. 
“I… well…” 
“Because I agree,” Harry says, pulling out the flimsy piece of material that somehow passes for a thong, “Shall we see if it fits?” 
Draco barely manages a nod, and follows blindly as Harry guides him up to their bedroom, his new gift very much appreciated. 
~
< Day 22 by @nelweensfic
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peachydreamxx · 5 months
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6. Visiting Wolfstar
by @peachydreamxx
The door to Grimmauld Place creaks open, and Harry pads into the hallway with Draco at his heel. “Anyone in?”
The call of “In the kitchen!” greets them from the familiar voice of Remus. 
“Fancy helping me out here?” Draco asks from somewhere behind the heap of gifts he’s balancing in his arms, but Harry bolts off towards his family, emerging through the kitchen doors and into the outstretched arms of Sirius, who picks Harry up off the floor and practically crushes his ribs. 
“There’s our favourite boys!” Sirius beams, sounding a little winded. 
Remus throws the dishcloth over his shoulder and relieves Draco of the gifts, placing them carefully on the table. He pulls Draco into a hug with a hair tussle, and Draco feels his cheeks glowing pink and his heart skipping at what a warm embrace from a fatherly figure feels like. 
He’s ushered into one of the chairs at the long table, and in the blink of an eye, a steaming cup of tea and a plate of chocolate coated gingerbread appears in front of him. Harry nabs one in an instant, biting into it with a grin as he drapes himself against the back of the chair and a smile melts over his face. 
The soft croon of Christmas carols plays quietly in the background whilst Remus fusses at the stove and Sirius stands at his side, passing over utensils and seasonings as and when they’re called for. 
Draco takes a sip of tea, letting the warmth sweep through him. It’s a nice contrast from all the cold of the ice rink the day before. 
“Mooney’s making stew for dinner, and, well, I sort of fucked up the pudding.” Sirius says, smiling awkwardly. 
“How badly?” Harry asks.
Remus peers over his shoulder, “I was having to scourgify sticky toffee sponge off of the windows this morning, let’s put it that way.” 
“Ah, so that’s where Harry gets his lack of grace in the kitchen from, then.” Draco grins, and Remus snorts with laughter whilst Sirius and Harry glare at them both from over their mugs of tea. 
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< Day 5 by @nelweensfic
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nelweensfic · 5 months
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Day 11: Mistletoe
The evening had just started and the group was heading towards a new bar. It was Monday, but Pansy and Ginny wanted to go out for just a few hours with the whole gang again. Luna was talking with Neville about some weird creature, while Ron and Blaise were talking about Hermione and Pansy’s girls night this next weekend. Ginny and Harry obviously talked about Quidditch. They were not in the same team but they always loved discussing their next matches or being nosy about the other ones team. 
“Mistletoe!” Luna’s voice made them all stop just in front of the bar door. “We have to kiss before entering the bar, otherwise nargles will jump on you.” 
After many years, the group learned to just pretend to agree with whatever Luna said from time to time, not really sure if everything was real or not. This time Ginny smiled and walked toward her girlfriend before kissing her passionately. 
“Let’s go guys!” she said before opening the door. “Kiss before being infested!” 
She laughed and then Hermione rolled her eyes. Ron pushed her and kissed her even if Harry knew Hermione didn’t believe in that at all but he could see she enjoyed the little affection either way. Pansy and Blaise kissed at their turn and they laughed before entering the room. 
“I guess I can enter alone, right?” Neville asked, uncertain of what to do.
“Come on Neville, don’t believe her.” Draco said as he walked toward the door. “You won’t be infested by whatever those creatures are.” 
Neville looked unsure once again before quickly jumping through the door. Harry walked without saying anything. He didn’t know what to believe but when he saw that Draco was still waiting under the mistletoe, he knew it wasn’t because of Luna’s warning. 
“You’re too greedy for your own good.” Harry said as he leaned toward his boyfriend. 
“Only because I can’t help but love your taste.” Draco replied before putting his hands around Harry’s neck. 
<< Day 10 by @peachydreamxx
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nelweensfic · 4 months
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Day 25: Merry Christmas
“Merry Christmas!” Arthur and Molly said as they opened the door. 
“Merry Christmas.” Harry replied before pulling them into a greeting hug. 
“Merry Christmas.” Draco followed but just shook Arthur’s hand. 
After the night at the Malfoy’s Manor with his mother, Harry could see that Draco was now anxious about doing boxing day with the Weasleys. He grabbed his hand and pulled him into the house. It wasn’t the first time they came to the Burrow together but he could still feel the sweaty hands. After some years of dating, Draco was still guilty about Fred’s death, thinking it was his fault and that he would never belong in their family. 
But Harry could see it. Ginny and George offering him biscuits, Ron talking to him as if they had always been friends and arguing about Quidditch. Charlie talking about dragons to him and always saying that he loved Draco’s name. Bill and Percy were most silent but they never did harm to him. 
“Now that everybody’s here, let’s open the gifts!” Molly ordered before plopping onto the couch. 
Hermione got new books, Ron got fancy candies from Draco, all the Weasley plus Harry got a new jumper from Molly. Draco was shocked about Harry’s gift for him. 
“Where did you get this?” He asked, completely stunned by the vials and their effects. 
“It’s from a Greek potioneer.” Harry said proudly. “If you think you could sell some in your shop, he would be more than happy to sell you some more.” 
“That’s… fantastic, Harry, thank you so much!” Draco hugged him directly and the whole family cheered for them. 
They kept opening presents from everybody. Harry was filled with joy as they watched them all being spoiled. He could watch the entire family in their new jumpers, even Hermione and Fleur got one, showing that they were part of the family too. Once they were done, chatting along with each other about their gifts, Arthur got up to put them on the table. Harry got up to thank Charlie for the dragon treats for his own little dragon.
“Draco dear,” Molly called a bit louder so everybody stopped talking.. “I think you have one more gift.”
Draco looked at Harry, confused, but Harry could only shrug. He didn’t know what the matriarch of the Wealsey had in mind and he could only watch his boyfriend walking toward her. She held a green wrapped gift and smiled at him when he took the package. He opened it and gasped at the view. Harry walked behind him and stiffened. A dark green wool jumper in his hand with the letter ‘D’ carved in grey in the middle. 
“I think it’s time for you to have one, don’t you think?” Molly smiled lovingly at Draco who could only sob before pulling her into a hug. 
Harry watched the scene with so much pride and love toward his boyfriend. Now there wasn’t any reason to be anxious about the Weasley’s. He was now an official member of the family. Harry’s family.  
<< Day 24 by @peachydreamxx
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Thank you all for reading this calendar, today was our last day 🎄❤️ Merry Christmas to you all ✨
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nelweensfic · 5 months
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Day 15: Raclette
“I was dying for this.” Draco said as the waitress came with the most awaited meal. 
Harry was stunned to see the plate full of potatoes and charcuterie being served before a huge half round cheese, put on a metal stick placed on the table. 
“After working all day I craved the dishes I had as a child.” Draco said as he took a knife and slid the hot cheese down his plate to cover his potatoes. 
Harry chuckled, he was glad his idea of a mini weekend in Switzerland was making Draco happy. They discussed having a romantic weekend together and Draco mentioned the French Alps. But Harry opted for Switzerland because Draco knew France more and he wanted something new. Once they got off work on the Friday, they apparated to their hotel.
“Harry…” Draco let out a moan of satisfaction as he ate his food. “You have to eat, it’s so good!” 
Harry nodded and put cheese on his own plate. Raclette was certainly one of the best cheese dishes he had ever tried and he was glad to eat one here. He didn’t know if it was French or Swiss but either way it was something he knew they had to eat tonight. 
The little restaurant was on the top of a mountain, Harry was glad he made a reservation before because the place was completely booked. As he looked out of the window he couldn’t see anything more than the snow accumulating on the window. The vibes were fantastic with the wood cabin and the warm light with all the Christmas decorations around. Even the plates were festively decorated with Santa Claus printed on them. Harry was in love with the place and the people chatting in many languages beside them. 
“This is delicious.” Draco kept saying. 
“I’m glad you’re liking it.” Harry said, focusing his mind on him. 
“I have the best boyfriend.” Draco nodded before putting cheese on his plate again. 
Harry laughed once again, he loved his boyfriend more but he didn’t want to say it out loud.
<< Day 14 by @peachydreamxx
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peachydreamxx · 4 months
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24. Eve at the Manor
by @peachydreamxx
There are many things Narcissa Malfoy loves about her son; his composure, his grace, countered by quick wit and devious intentions. His big heart, and the unyielding need to remind everyone he loves just how much space he has for them. 
There are many things Narcissa Malfoy loves about her son’s boyfriend; his punchy humour, his chaotic, carefree nature, and his ability to love her son unconditionally. 
Clutching her china cup close to her chest, she leans into the doorway of the kitchen pantry, admiring her son and his boyfriend singing terribly to the Christmas carols on the gramophone whilst twirling each other around. 
There are vegetable peelings all over the floor, splotches of batter up the tiles and enough seasoning smeared over Harry’s cheek that he smells right at home with the roasted parsnips. 
Harry utters something as he returns to peeling the potatoes, whilst Draco stands at his side, stirring the sauce, grinning like a lovesick fool with eyes only for Harry. 
She watches from afar, a smile filling her face. It warms her deep down to know that her son loves Harry endlessly, and is loved endlessly in return.
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nelweensfic · 5 months
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Day 16: The boy who didn't know how to ski
“I thought you knew how to ski!” Draco was shocked about the revelation. “That’s why you choose the mountain, right?”
“Not exactly.” Harry dragged his hand through his hair, embarrassed. 
“But you know how to ice skate! Why not ski?”
Harry looked down his long pair of skis and then the end of the mountain. The slide was scary, he didn’t want to do it. He couldn’t do it. 
“Don’t tell me… You’re scared?” Draco asked with a voice full of patience and confusion. “I thought… Harry, why did you choose a skiing weekend if you don’t know how to ski?” 
“Because you couldn’t stop talking about it and how you missed it.” Harry said with guilt. “You always talk about how you loved going to France with Pansy and Blaise to do this with them and how you missed it since you're an adult.”
Draco looked at him and Harry looked down. He didn’t want to make a scene but he was scared. It wasn’t like skating on a flat surface. Here, it was different. The balance was different. 
“Take my hand.” Draco proposed, handing his own toward Harry. “I’ll teach you.” 
Harry watched him for a second. Draco was patiently waiting, bending his head on the side with a soft smile. A reassuring smile. He took his hand and they slid down the snow slowly together. 
<< Day 15 by me 🎄
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nelweensfic · 4 months
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Day 22 : May I have this dance?
The annual Christmas Charity ball. Something the Ministry decided to do after the war, for orphaned children of the war, and for parents who lost their children during the war. Harry hated it. Not the charity itself. The ball. The people. It wasn’t his thing. He watched people greeting him, clearly showing off their status or their ideas about the charity because they wanted him to acknowledge them. They wanted him to recognise them. Harry hated this fake thing. 
“Mister Potter.” Mister Shakebolt called as he arrived from behind. 
“Minister.” Harry nodded his head. “How are you?” 
“The same as you.” He said while glancing around. “I hate this.” 
Harry scoffed. Of course he would hate charity balls too, he looked like he wanted to escape but as the Minister he couldn’t even dare thinking of it. 
“I heard you went to the orphanage today to give toys to the children, with Mister Malfoy.” Shakebolt said proudly. “You’re really something Harry.”
“I prefer real action instead of…that.” Harry said, showing the room with his champagne glass in hand.
“And you know I’m grateful for it.” They stood for a minute without talking, enjoying the peace of calm together. “I can see that Mister Malfoy is enjoying himself.” 
Harry followed his eyes to see his boyfriend, all tailored in a dark forest green suit, talking with some people Harry didn’t know. He was in a serious conversation but his smile was true. Harry could see Draco was in his own place here, doing what he had learned from his childhood. Good manners and talking about serious matters. Then a woman said something and Draco looked around to meet Harry’s eyes. 
“And here he comes to save you.” Shakebolt chuckled. 
Draco walked toward them, greeted the Minister and stood in front of Harry. 
“One dance and we’re going?” Draco offered. 
Shakebolt laughed before leaving them alone. Harry sighed in relief and put his glass on the nearest table. It was their thing. Harry and Draco would dance only once in the night, that would conclude their night. They show off in front of everybody in the room, reporters taking pictures and then they would floo home. 
“I thought you would never ask.” Harry said as he led Draco toward the dancefloor. 
<< Day 21 by me
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nelweensfic · 4 months
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Day 20: Matching pyjamas
“Draco, you’re not serious?” Harry asked, half laughing and half serious. 
“Why? You don’t like it?” 
Draco wore the most childish Christmas themed pyjamas Harry had ever seen. The fact that Draco was wearing it so seriously was making the view even funnier in Harry’s mind. 
“No, I mean…” Harry couldn’t help but laugh as he got up from the couch to walk toward the green with white Christmas tree pattern pyjamas. Harry took Draco’s hand as he inspected the pyjamas closer. There were also some snowflakes on it. It was just too adorable. 
“How could you laugh at me?” Draco pointed. “You always wear atrocious ugly jumpers in December.”
“Don’t talk about Molly’s jumpers like that!” Harry defended his adoptive mother's precious jumper heartfully. 
“Then you don’t mind wearing this, right?” Draco smiled with a clear cunning attention behind. 
Harry turned around to see a floating pair of red pyjamas behind him. 
“You didn’t…” Harry gasped at the sight. 
“Wear it.” 
“Matching pyjamas, really?” 
Draco nodded and Harry could see not only the Slytherin winning on Draco’s face but also the childish impatience behind those excited eyes. Harry sighed and went to the bathroom to change his clothes. The red pyjamas also had a golden gift pattern with biscuit patterns here and there. Clearly a matching Christmas set for couples. 
“You’re lucky I love you.” Harry said as he went back to the living room. Draco was waiting for him on the couch and he nudged his head to see him. The sight of his boyfriend, opening his mouth in awe as he saw Harry wearing his gift, was enough for Harry not to say anything else and just joined Draco on the couch. 
“It’s the perfect size.” Draco proudly said to himself before putting his head on Harry’s shoulder and turning on the television. 
<< Day 19 by @peachydreamxx
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peachydreamxx · 4 months
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19. Baked For You
by @peachydreamxx
“Here we go,” Harry says, carefully sliding a hot tray onto the kitchen counter, “Thirty fresh-out-of-the-oven mince pies.”
Draco watches from the table, “I’m impressed. I see you’ve been working hard on your baking skills.” 
Harry throws the bowtruckle print oven gloves down on the side and organises the mince pies neatly onto a serving plate. “Well, I figured it was time to improve so that I could treat my lovely boyfriend to delicious treats.” He adds a dusting of icing sugar and carries them over to the table. “Well... dig in!” 
Draco looks up at him, brow knitted. “Harry, I hate mince pies.” 
Harry's mouth hangs. “What? Then why the bloody hell did I slave away making these!?”
“I don’t know. I just assumed you were making them for yourself.” Draco says, failing to hide his amusement. 
"You really think I'm going to eat thirty mince pies to myself?"
"Well-"
"Don't answer that." Harry frowns, and slumps down into the chair. “I hate mince pies, too. Brilliant.”
~
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Day 5: Ice skating date
Today's training ended earlier than Harry thought, there weren't any matches at the end of the year, so it was quite relaxed. This meant he could happily take Draco home from work. He apparated in front of the bookshop and opened the door. The scent of old books and flowers fulfilled his nostrils. He learned to love those smells. 
“Harry?” Draco’s voice called him from behind a shelf. “What are you doing here?” 
“Taking my lovely boyfriend home.” Harry softly said as he walked toward him and kissed him on his cheek. 
“You idiot.” Draco blushed before kissing him back on the lips. “I’m finishing, give me a minute.” 
After ten minutes they finally went outside and Draco talked to him about his clients of the day. Harry listened to him carefully, squeezing his hand to let him know that he was deep in the story. Then, as they turned the street, Harry’s mind wandered when he noticed there was an ice skating rink in the middle of the street. Harry watched the muggles enjoying their time there, children and adults laughing joyfully. 
“Harry?” Draco called, “You stopped listening to me.” 
“Sorry.” Harry smiled sheepishly as he reluctantly turned back to him. “Got distracted.”
Draco leaned his head to the side to look at what Harry could be distracted with before smiling. Harry felt his hand being pulled and he followed Draco, without a choice, toward the ice skating rink. 
“What are you doing?” Harry asked, confused. 
Draco didn’t reply, instead he came directly toward the owner and asked for two pairs of skates. Harry watched him telling their size and then Draco pulled him on the side to try them on. Harry’s heart beat faster, the sight of Draco doing this little thing for him just by seeing how much Harry could be interested made Harry’s heart flutter. It was so adorable and loving that Harry didn’t know what to do besides smiling widely.
“What?” Draco said with big eyes when he looked up. “Don’t you like that?” 
“I… Yes, I wanted to try that.” Harry nodded before bending to put on the skates. 
“It’s been a while since we had that kind of date.” Draco mumbled as he walked toward the ice.
“The spontaneous ones are the best.” Harry took Draco’s hand and they skated together. “Let’s have a date weekend this month.” 
Draco looked at him with glitter in his eyes before nodding. They spent a good hour hand in hand skating in the evening. 
<< Day 4 by @peachydreamxx
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Day 8 : Christmas movie night
“What movie are we watching tonight?” Draco asked as he arrived with two hot cocoa in his hands and a bowl of popcorn levitating beside him. 
“It’s called ‘Love Actually’, I heard it was a great Christmas movie.” Harry said as he turned on the television. 
It was a new tradition to watch a movie every Friday, a kind of intimate date they decided to do and now that it was December, it would be full of Christmas movies. Tonight it’s a romantic one. Harry wasn’t a fan of them but he knew secretly that Draco loved them more than he wanted to admit. 
“Oh, sounds good.” Draco’s indifferent voice could mistake anyone else but Harry. He could see the joy as he sat on the couch. 
Harry turned off the light, only the Christmas warm lights and the fireplace lit the room enough for them to watch the movie with a cosy vibe. Harry sat beside Draco and took a cute red and white christmas theme blanket and pulled it over them. The movie started and they drank their chocolate drinks in perfect silence. 
When the movie ended, Harry could hear Draco sniffing beside him. He turned his head and lovingly pushed a tear away from Draco’s cheek. 
“It was painful and beautiful at the same time.” Draco whispered between sobs. 
“You’re beautiful.” Harry whispered back with a smile. 
Draco snorted and looked down. Harry turned off the screen and took Draco between his arms, bouncing slightly as he was comforting his boyfriend. 
“I love you.” Draco said, head resting on his chest. 
“I love you too.” Harry replied before putting a kiss on the top of the blonde’s hair. 
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Day 21: Frozen
It had snowed all day. Harry had waited for Draco to come home impatiently, mug in hand as he looked outside. Their garden was full of snow and looked so peaceful. He remembered the old days at Hogwarts, where George and Fred used to levitate snowballs to throw them at students. He remembered the joy of Ron and Hermione walking with him to Hogsmeade for a butterbeer. It was a long time ago. Time flies more as an adult. 
“I’m home!” Draco called as the door stumbled behind him.
As Harry watched the snow falling on the ground, an idea sparked and he ran toward Draco. Without a word he took his hand and pulled him directly to the garden. 
“Harry?” Draco asked, confused but let him lead the way. “What is it?”
“Do you want to build a snowman?” Harry asked just at the same time he opened the door and cast a wandless warming charm on them. 
“Right now?” Draco cast a tempus charm, it was almost dinner time. 
“Why not?” Harry accioed his shoes and a beanie before putting them on. “Come on, it’s fun!” 
“It’s ridiculous.” Draco groaned. “We’re adults, not children!”
“Exactly!” Harry pulled Draco outside and the sounds of the snow cracking under their feet was satisfying. “I want to be able to enjoy snow like I want, no one can tell me what I can and can’t do now.” 
Draco looked at Harry intensely. Something crossed his mind before he waved his wand. Another hat, a scarf and a carrot arrived from the house. 
“Come on, Harry.” He said as if nothing happened. “The snowman won’t be built alone.” 
Harry smiled and he followed Draco’s steps. They collected the snow carefully, trying their best to do a perfect round body shape. Draco finished the first ball, a big ball standing beside a tree, waiting for Harry to come with the head. When Harry arrived with the second ball, it was clear he wasn’t that experienced in building snowmen. Draco sighed and criticised the imperfect shape but still helped Harry to put in on the body. He put down the hat and the scarf while Harry searched for little rocks. 
“This is outrageous.” Draco said once the carrot and button rocks were on.
“This is fun.” Harry countered as he grabbed Draco’s hand. “I can’t wait for Ron to see it.” 
Draco snorted but Harry was proud of their little snowman, standing alone in their little garden. 
“You’re right.” Draco finally said. “It was fun.” 
Harry smiled and Draco kissed his cheek before turning back in the house. 
“Now come help me with dinner, I’m starving.”
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