#drarry fluff december

[dhr-ao3]

Renascence

Renascence https://ift.tt/gWB3Ouv by AstrumVita No one can be reincarnated into a fictional world — it's downright impossible. But fate has a twisted sense of humor, and I found myself in a situation that defied all the laws of reality. Of all the bodies to incarnate into, I was cursed with being Draco Malfoy. What is a girl supposed to do in a situation like this? Sure, I could easily fall in line with the original story and go along with it but who says I have to play by those rules? On top of that, I'll have to deal with the consequences of being born in a male's body. Honestly? I shouldn’t had been reborn at all. Words: 1089, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Multi Characters: Draco Malfoy, Original Female Character(s), Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Gryffindor Students, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Pansy Parkinson, Slytherin Students, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Dobby (Harry Potter), Hedwig (Harry Potter) Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy/Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: POV Original Female Character, Original Character(s), POV Original Character, Fix-It of Sorts, Reincarnation, Self-Insert, Isekai and Transmigration, Born in the wrong body, Gender Dysphoria, Gender Issues, Alternate Universe, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Teen Angst, Inner Dialogue, Toxic People, Toxic Relationships, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Abusive Relationships, Dark Hermione Granger, Drarry, Denial of Feelings, Dysfunctional Family, Dysfunctional Relationships, Family Issues, Mother-Son Relationship, people using people, and it’s not Draco, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/SbTRVjm December 02, 2024 at 11:40PM

[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

Want to decorate Christmas tree together?

Word 6: waffles

This idea came from the most random conversation so here we are.

As soon as the bell rang, Draco hurriedly answered the door although he was pretty sure it was too early for anything and he didn't have anything to be delivered at the place but he went anyway.

He opened the door to a man holding a sheet of paper, "Yes?"

"Delivery for Draco Malfoy?"

"That's me but I didn't order anything." Draco frowned.

"It's a parcel." The man said and handed Draco the sheet of paper to sign it.

"What is it?" Draco asked as he stepped more outside the door to notice almost a 5 feet tall Christmas tree standing erect.

"Do you know who might've sent it?" Draco asked but the man shook his head.

Draco signed the paper and the man's co-workers took the tree inside and placed it where Draco asked them to.

"This came with it." One of the co-worker said as he handed him a small piece of card.

As all of them left, Draco finally opened the small card and immediately recognised the handwriting and smiled.

He took out his phone from his pocket and dialled the number.

"Morning." Draco immediately greeted as he picked up the call on the other end.

"You sound too chirpy for me in the morning." Harry said but Draco could still recognise the smile behind the call.

"It's 9 am, why are you still sleeping?" Draco asked as he looked at the tree endearingly.

"Because it's a Saturday, Draco. But I'm up now." Harry said as Draco heard some shuffling on the other end.

"I got your parcel today. When were you planning on telling me that you bought me a 5 feet tall Christmas tree?" Draco asked.

Harry sighed on the other end, "You said you didn't have time to buy the Christmas tree with everything going around and how the shops are too far away. I just wanted you to be able to decorate the tree on Christmas and since we can't be together, it's hard enough."

"Yes but it's only one Christmas. I could've bought a small one for me."

“Yes but I bought it for you now.” Harry said. 

Draco smiled, “You’re a menace, Harry Potter.” 

“Yes, I know but now tell me do you want to decorate it together?” Harry asked.

“We’re in different places, Harry. How are we ever supposed to do it together?” Draco asked confused. 

“We have internet, Draco, we can always do video call.” 

“You know I suck at muggle technology.” Draco remarked. 

“Well, we can do a call and stay on it while we decorate it together and then send each other pictures.” Harry suggested. 

Draco thought about it for a moment, it didn’t actually make sense to do it together, the process of decorating it while on the call seemed like a time consuming idea even. 

“What would we get out of decorating it together?” Draco frowned.

“That we get to decorate it together? Come on, do you want to or not?” Harry asked. 

Draco was still confused but then there was something in Harry’s offer that made him want to do it together, so he agreed. 

They both agreed to call in the evening after they had done all their work, chores and when nobody would disturb them so they would just be with each other. So, when the evening came they did just that, they started decorating the tree together on a call with wired earphones plugged in to their phones. 

Draco had thought it would be almost odd but they slipped briskly into conversations. Harry kept asking random questions like if the cat ornament would look better next to the dog ornament or licorice ornament which made Draco wonder what the hell Harry was doing but at the same time it was all very amusing. He told Harry about his family traditions and how they used to celebrate christmas together and about how every year he would bake cake with his mum as a Christmas ritual but can't this year because his parents' are arriving late this year while Harry told him about his Christmases especially the ones he spent at the burrow. They also got around talking about how things are going and somehow some old school talks and they both realised how funny it was when Draco used to try to get Harry’s attention. They laughed off most of the call but it was just a beautiful bubble moment Draco never wanted to get out of. Towards the end of decorating, Harry started complaining about how Marco, his dog was eating the Christmas balls which had Draco laughing all the more and then making fun of Marco. 

When it was finally done, Draco clicked the picture of his Christmas tree and sent it to Harry and Harry in return sent two pictures, one of his Christmas tree and the other one of Marco chewing off the Christmas ball which made him smile. 

Draco was looking at both the Christmas trees and then he realised, 

“I’ve never decorated a Christmas tree with anyone before.” 

“Really? What about your Mum and Dad at the Manor?” 

“Nope. They were mostly busy with Christmas invites or holding a Christmas ball and I didn’t even use to decorate the main hall tree even, just the small one in my bedroom hallway.” 

“Well.. now you’ve decorated it with someone, how does it feel?”

Draco thought about it for a moment, then looked at his tree and finally said it, 

“Like I want to celebrate the rest of them with you,”  

There was a pause after that. Harry didn’t say anything so Draco went on, 

“I didn’t think about it before but I want to and I know we haven’t been dating all that long but you know the moment when you just know-”

“Draco, I love you.” 

There was a pause again and Draco continued again,

“I-I never knew I wanted to decorate it with you. I didn’t even know it was a romantic gesture till now but Harry- nobody would ever do this for me, send me a Christmas tree, ask me to decorate it with him- I guess what I’m trying to say is that I love you, too, Harry. Merlin, it feels so good to finally say it out loud.” Draco and Harry both chuckled at their ends. 

“I want to decorate all of my mine with you too, Draco.” Harry finally said and Draco smiled. 

“Do you want to bake cake together as well?” Harry asked after a while.

Draco grinned on his side, "Absolutely. Tomorrow at 5?"

"Done."

In that moment, he realised he's found it, he's found the one man he had been looking his whole life for and he’s never finding anyone better. Ever. He didn't need to find anymore, it was him. It was Harry. All along.

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[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

I'm aware I have many dialogue prompts to just fill out, I'll be planning on doing these regularly while putting my other regular writing aside ( excluding the butterflies effect series) and other requests that comes the way ( if any ).

I plan on starting from scratch again and try to be as regular as possible. So here's to fluff December. And if I haven't mentioned before all requests are welcome.

December tends to be a stressful month for a lot of people, so let’s try to de-stress and unwind with some laughter this year. 

Join us for a low-key, no commitment Harry Potter fan creation event this December. 

To participate:

Pick a prompt that you want to write/create for (you can do as many or as few as you’d like). 

Make something!

Then, post anytime during the fest up.

In the spirit of de-stressing, this event is going to take an almost no rules approach.  So, while you can approach this like a typical Flufftober or Kinktober challenge and post on the specific day, it’s not required. 

Theme

Humor and lighthearted fun. 

Humor, hijinks, fluff, silliness, and even wholesome and fun smut are all welcome. So bring us your “holiday parties gone wrong,” present-exchange mishaps, snowball fights, awkward and oblivious characters, and hot chocolates by the fire!

For more information on the rules and FAQs, see the Info page.

Dates

Starts: December 1, 2021 Ends: December 31, 2021 Collection closes: January 31, 2021 (for late submissions)AO3 Information

2021 Collection: HP_DeStressDecember_2021

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If you have any questions, send us an ask or contact one of the hosts, @manixzen and @withgreatelan, on Discord.

2021 Prompts

Day 1: Holiday Decorating Day 2: Butterbeer Day 3: Holiday Music Day 4: Fireplace/Floo Day 5: Holiday Shopping Day 6: Holiday Cards Day 7: Ice Skating Day 8: Snowball Fights Day 9: Christmas Tree Day 10: Holiday Parties Day 11: Fairy Lights Day 12: Diagon Alley Day 13: Secret Santa/White Elephant Exchange Day 14: Mistletoe Day 15: Snowed In/Snowstorm Day 16: Candy Cane Day 17: Scarves Day 18: Hogsmeade Day 19: Baking Day 20: Christmas Break at Hogwarts Day 21: Sleigh Ride Day 22: Sledding Day 23: Sweaters Day 24: Family/Found-Family Dinner Day 25: Presents Day 26: Hot Chocolate Day 27: Leftovers Day 28: Fuzzy Socks Day 29: It’s Cold Outside! Day 30: Lazy Day Day 31: Ringing in the New Year

[drarrywords]

The Burrow

(I might've broken some of you w the angst in the last few microfics so here is some fluff!! thank youu so much for the love so far! y'all keep me going 😭)

Draco kept his distance from him tonight.

It bothered him. It left a hole in his heart. It left him desperate for Draco being beside him. But he didn't have a reason why, "He is in love with you, you know?"

"What?"

"He is," Teddy said from beside him, building the Star Wars lego set with Rose and Hugo, "Because he said he has butterflies when he is with you and butterflies is love."

"You're eight," Harry brushed a kiss to his head, "and even if you have butterflies, it's not a sign of love."

"What is a sign of love?" Rose spoke but she soon became distracted with that miniature stormtrooper in her hand, "What if I gift you this? Would it be a sign of love? Because I love you most."

It elicited a soft laugh out of Harry while Rose held it out to him, "I love you, too, Rose. I love you even if you don't gift me your stormtrooper."

"Rose, you're young, you haven't even seen 'love love'."

"We can't see love love if we're young?" Rose said and turned towards Harry, "Wait, how can you even see love? Is there a sign? A colour?"

"No colour, no butterflies and no signs," Harry spoke softly, a breath caught in the back of his throat and his eyes began to search for Draco in the room, "being in love is more than that."

"Is it more than that with Draco, Harry?"

Harry rested his head on the wall behind him, "Yes, it's more than that with Draco. When has it not been?"

"What if he has butterflies because he is nervous to confess that he is in love love?" Teddy said.

"Oh, you should win the certificate for being such a master on the subject of love even when you're eight."

"I'll be sure to thank you and Draco in my speech, don't worry."

"But he will have to do the c word you said for that."

"It's confess, Rose."

She struck her tongue out, "I'm four, I'm smarter and better at words than you were when you were four."

"Harry, is she smarter than I am?"

Harry buried his head in his hands. He wasn't the best when he had to handle this. Not his strongest suit but it was Draco's. He could do this better than him, "Draco!"

"You wish that you were smarter than I am."

He didn't want to believe that Draco was in love with him. Or that he had butterflies when he is with Harry. But he had hope, "Draco!"

"You're four!"

Draco slid in beside him on the floor, brushing their shoulder together, "Hey, my troubles. Decided to trouble our beloved Harry tonight, have you?"

Our beloved.

"Draco, is Rose smarter than I am?"

"You're both smart, but there is a bit of difference," He said in a soft voice, "I'll elaborate. Harry and I, for instance. Harry is more street smart. He has the best strategies. I'm more smart in the technical side. None of us are smarter than the other. We're equals. But we work the best together. We're stronger together than by ourself. Isn't that what you both would be, too? Smarter and the best together?"

Harry buried his head in Draco's shoulder, "Thank you."

Draco ran his hand through his hair and the rest of the sounds in the house became distant to him, "Whatever would you do without me, Harry?"

"Not much, I dread being without you."

"You're not the worst with them, you handle it well."

"But we're the best together, no?"

Before he could've said more, Rose spoke up, "Draco, why do you have butterflies when you're with Harry? Is it because you're in love love with him?"

Draco's shoulders tensed, "Who said that?"

Harry traced his knuckles over Draco's cheeks. He didn't want to lose hope. He wanted to have more than butterflies with Draco, "You said it. None of them are the best with secrets, learn your lesson."

"Yeah, lesson learnt."

"I'm in love love with you, too."

Draco held a hand up, "I'm sorry, I love love you, too but I'm lost here. What is love love? Why isn't it one love?"

"It's love but with more emphasis!"

Harry brought Draco's hand back down and slid a paper ring onto his finger, "Thank you, both of you but why don't you build your lego sets and leave us both for a bit?"

"I've saved all your paper rings, you know?"

"All of them?"

Draco nodded, "I've saved them since the butterfly ring - the one you gave to me in the burrow - and all of them after that."

"You'll have to save more of them from now on."

"I don't mind, I'd save a million paper rings if those are yours."

"Even the butterfly ones?"

"Oh, especially the butterfly ones."

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[curlyy-hair-dont-care]

Empty Space

Warnings: MCD

Draco stands under the arbour, face beaming, looking at the man in front of him. All their friends and family are here to celebrate their union. Draco’s always wanted a summer wedding in the back garden. An intimate gathering with all their friends and family.

Teddy is their ring bearer. Rose, their flower girl, toddles around in her pretty yellow dress.

Luna claps her bracelet-clad hands beckoning everyone towards the altar.

Harry’s eyes twinkle with delight.

Draco feels like his heart might burst from happiness. Who would have thought that he'd have a chance at happiness? But Harry; his sweet, darling Harry had shown him he was worth loving and here they are today.

Draco smiles as Harry’s arm snakes around his waist.

“I love you.” Hot breath ghosts Draco’s ear, sending a tingle up his spine.

“Come on guys. The kids are eyeing the cake hungrily,” Ron jokes. Everyone laughs.

They read their vows and everyone is a bit teary-eyed.

“You may kiss the groom,” Luna beams.

“Kiss! Kiss!” the kids chant.

Draco closes his eyes; lips touching Harry’s in a sweet, gentle kiss.

Draco’s heart stutters and his eyes fly open. He sits up in bed, gasping for air. Tears stream down his face as he stares at the empty space beside him.

The cold reality causes him to shudder.

It would've been their third anniversary today. If Harry had made it back from that last Auror assignment he'd gone on before taking time off for their wedding.

Written for the December Drarry Discord Drabble Challenge. Prompt: Space Word Count: 250 Thank you to the organisers, all the lovely folks over on Discord 💛

[chartreuserpent]

candle — microfic

okay mini intro, since i did have a hard time writing this fic LMAO i literally wrote three different versions of this fic but i settled for this one. i had fun writing this and exploring different genres, but i guess i’ll just settle for fluff again for now. i’m saying a lot, happy reading!!

tagging: @drarrymicrofic >3< 

this is part of their december prompt “candle”

Draco has always loves scented candles, he really loves to buy them and hoarding them. In fact, every time he and Harry would shop in the mart for their groceries he’d always have three to five new scented candles in his cart and separate scented candles that are provided to use for their house. 

The weirdest thing is they’re always the same, or the design would change but the scent is quite the same (according to Draco and the girls who love to buy them, it’s quite a hype.) And whenever they got home, he would never use any of it, he’d just stare at it and sniff at it from time to time.

And Harry finds this obsession or hobby rather of Draco weird, he once convinced Draco to lit one of his scented candles when they were sitting in the living room with well-lit fairy light and Christmas tree. But the blond refused and said it shouldn’t be used like the other candles they have, that it is more special than the normal scented candles.

And Harry gets curious about the reason why Draco doesn’t want to light any of it, so one day he got enough of Draco’s weirdness and decided to find out on his own. He sneaked into Draco’s collection of scented candles and sniffed one of them, only to be surprised by the scent of it.

It’s a familiar and well-distinguished scent, he looks around the candles to find more information about it but the labels and other information about the candles are ripped. He sniffed it once again and can’t quite understand the aroma it gives, it’s really familiar to him.

He looked at his and Draco’s dresser and come across his perfume, he smelled it and his eyes widen in shock, and stares at the candles. The scented candles smell like him, he sniffs the candles once more and grimaced at the thought of how similar he and the smell of the scented candles.

His eyes found their trash bin and saw the packagings of the scented candles, he rumbles around the bin and read the Infos. Weirdly, the scented candles named, “Gryffindor Men” he scoffs at this and mumbles to himself. “Not every Gryffindor Men smells like me, I mean who even thought about this.” he finds the idea ridiculous and amazing at the same time.

He hears the front door opening, he hurried to put the scented candles back to their own stands and hurried down the stairs to meet his lover, he can’t help but smirk at the thought of his lover’s obsession with his own scent. Harry, being himself assumed that Draco bought the candles because of his scent and not because he loves scented candles. Which isn’t entirely wrong if y’all would ask me.

[hdowlpost]

OWL GIFTS for @legendrarry ​

See on AO3: Rain of Fate

Summary: What if Harry and Draco were to have a fateful meeting after many, many years in the cold December rain? Art Medium: digital art. Rating: G, gen. Contains: A fateful and fluffy meeting. Notes: I absolutely loved this prompt, Legen-drarry, and I hope you enjoy! 💕

Read on AO3: Nighthawks

Summary: The more he’d thought about it–and he had thought about it–the less certain he’d become that Draco had really been there, glowing in the murky glass of the diner window next to Harry’s stunned reflection like some cruel mockery of the Mirror of Erised. The longer he’d lain in bed, awake and fully clothed, the more convinced he was that he’s having some sort of mental breakdown. The long days and even longer nights must finally be getting to him, just like Hermione said they would. Because the fact of the matter is that Draco Malfoy couldn’t have been in this diner, his diner. Draco is thousands of kilometers, and a whole lifetime, away." In which Harry and Draco frequent the same diner when they can't sleep. Except--Draco left the UK five years ago, right after he broke Harry's heart. Word Count: 13,555 Rating: Mature | PG-13 Contains: canon-typical violence, mild blood and injury, sleep deprivation Notes: Sam, it was a pleasure to create this gift for you! Your sign-up was so inspiring to me that I immediately got writing, and I'm so pleased with the result. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do! Happy holidays! An enormous thank you to B and P for alpha/beta reading and cheering me on!!

Read on AO3: Rainy days at the bus stop

Summary: Harry is going to uni to further his education, he'd have never expected to meet Draco Malfoy at the bus stop on a rainy day... but life has other plans. Word Count: 5841 Rating: G Contains: fluff and angst, grief/mourning, getting together, parenthood Notes: My lovely gf acted as beta, all remaining errors are mine alone :)

[potter-loves-malfoy]

potter-loves-malfoy rec lists - masterlist

@drarryspecificrecs asked me if i had a masterlist of my rec lists and i did not and figured i should make one. And then like a month passed. So I’m doing it now. 

This list has EVERY SINGLE LIST IVE MADE (of 3 or more fics) starting at december 2017. I scrolled down to 2017. Because im terrible at tagging my posts.

Coffee Shop Au

Muggle Sports Au

Wet Dreams

Mind Link/Telepathic Bond

Sugar Daddy Draco

Auror Harry

Long fics (50-150k) 

Even longer fics (150k+)

Pirate AU ( + one greek myth AU)

My favourites

‘Iconic’ drarry fics (this is more like a part 2 of my favourites list)

Draco has a parseltongue kink

BDSM

sub!draco dom!harry

Fashion industry Draco

Draco meets Dudley

Podfics

Top 10 smut written in 2017

Top 10 fluff written in 2017

Veela! Draco

Beauxbatons! Draco

Self Harm 

More fluff recs

Healer Draco and/or Healer Harry

A/B/O fics

More A/B/O (i...... forgot this existed??)

long haired draco

Snape as mentor

Draco in the muggle world

Drarry as dads 

More Drarry as dads

Dating Service

fics where one or both are cold 

Draco dealing with muggle things, or fixing things (+ one flower language fic)

strong!harry

muggle AU

power bottom!draco 

Getting walked in on 

drarry as kids

eighth year drarry

[louis-arssets]

25 Days of Drarry - Day 6

Day 6 of 25 Days of Drarry

Prompt F -- Cake and Gingerbread Village

Image Description: A tall cake sits on a silver plate. The cake is roughly iced with white buttercream, decorations of rosemary sprigs, and deep red cherries form a border on top of the cake. Various gingerbread cookies decorated with plain white icing to look like houses and shop-fronts sit around the sides of the cake, while two more cookies are at the center-top of the cake. Three books are pictured to the top left of the scene, their covers deep red, gilded gold and silver. A single coupe glass filled with a light-pink coloured liquid is partially visible to the top right, and some loose rosemary leaves are on the table to the bottom left.

Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, soft, Nervous!Draco

Read more under the cut or here on AO3.

Draco is a perfectionist. It’s a part of his character. On bad days he blames his parents, his bigoted pure-blood upbringing. The narrowmindedness he defended throughout his childhood.

On other days he acknowledges that he puts too much pressure on himself, trying to remedy his wrongdoings in the past. He’s talked about it with his mind healer. She told him that it’s okay to be a bit of a perfectionist as long as he did it for himself and not to prove to someone else that Draco is good. That he does his best. It’s not his responsibility to change someone else's mind about him. He should just try to be himself and let other people choose if they want to be his friend or not.

And Draco gets that. Still, it’s hard, sometimes.

It’s impossible when it comes to his maybe future mother-in-law. Not that Draco really thinks that Harry will be with him forever. That he will ask Draco to marry him. That would be… perfect. Heaven. All Draco could ever wish for. Utopian thinking on his side.

So, not really mother-in-law. Draco still wants to impress Molly Weasley. If his father could hear him he would probably scream the walls of Azkaban into their grounds. Luckily, Lucious can not hear him and won’t ever hear Draco again for the rest of his miserable life, if Draco’s concerned.

It’s Tuesday, December sixth. Harry and Draco are invited to the Burrow on Sunday, December eleventh. And Draco is highly motivated to make a good impression on Molly Weasley. Which, considering his past and the feud between their families is not the easiest task.

Soft lips press a kiss on his cheek and pull Draco out of his thoughts. “Stop brooding,” Harry whispers against his skin and kisses him again.

“I am not, Potter,” Draco grumbles but still offers his neck for further kisses which Harry accepts with a hum, whispering soft kisses on his skin. A shiver races down Draco’s body. He will never get used to this and he has to enjoy it as long as he can. Until Harry realizes that he can do so much better…

“Back to ‘Potter’, are we?” Harry chuckles and draws back. “So what are your plans?”

“What makes you think that I am planning anything?” Draco says innocently and puts his mobile on the table, display down. Harry has gotten him the mobile device a few weeks ago, claiming that it would make his life easier. He was right, of course. ‘Google’ has become one of Draco’s favourite things. The muggle world was so much more than Draco could have ever thought it would be. Google was also the place Draco was just lurking on when Harry came back home five minutes ago. He was searching for nice presents you could bring your in-laws when meeting them for the first time. Christmas-themed, of course. Not that the Weasleys would be Draco’s in-laws and not that they would see each other for the first time, but - well you get the point. Harry doesn’t need to know about Draco’s perfectionist tendencies when it comes to the Weasleys though. If he knew about the fact that Draco thought of Molly as his maybe-mother-in-law he would probably run and rightfully so. Alas, Draco is keeping it a secret. And he is playing it cool.

“You’re not as cool as you think you are, my love,” Harry laughs. Okay, maybe Draco’s not really playing it cool.

“Whatever,” he says and rolls his eyes. “How was your day?”

“I realize that you’re trying to distract me, but I love you enough to ignore it,” Harry says as if the words ‘I love you’ in context with Draco were the most normal thing in the world. Draco still forgets to breathe for a good minute whenever Harry drops the three-word sentence. “My day was surprisingly good,” he continues and marches over to the fridge to get a bottle of wine. He grabs two glasses from the cabinet and sits down at the kitchen table, across from Draco.

“Yeah?” Draco smiles and nods in thanks when Harry pushes one of the glasses to him.

“Yes, that meeting that I was supposed to have with Kingsley was postponed because he apparently has the flu, so I spend the whole morning doing paperwork.”

Draco scoffs. “You hate paperwork.”

“Usually, that’s right,” Harry concedes. “But while I was doing paperwork I was so bored that I actually cracked that stupid Smith case in my head. Went over to tell Ron, we apparated to Smith’s house and arrested him. He’s talking to his lawyer right now. Oh, by the way, Ron says Molly’s really looking forward to Sunday.”

White wine is suddenly where air should be and Draco violently starts coughing. Harry, the charming idiot, immediately jumps up and heartily slaps his back.

“Are you okay, love?”

“Sure,” Draco wheezes. “Is Mrs. Weasly aware that I will be attending Sunday?”

Harry, who has sat back down in his chair, raises his eyebrows. “Of course, you know I told her. She’s been wanting you to come for months, you know that.”

Draco swallows heavily. Harry’s right. Draco’s been pushing away the meeting for months now, but he promised Harry. He’s just not sure if Mrs. Weasley really wants him to come because she is happy that Harry’s got a boyfriend, or because she wants to hex him to the north pole. He really needs to work on his present for Sunday.

**

His present is shit. He had mulled over what to get for the remainder of the week with no positive outcome. So he panicked. He thought, well if I am a trained potions master then I will be able to bake a cake. Mrs. Weasley loves to cook so she would probably appreciate some fine dessert. In that whole process of him looking up a recipe on Google, going shopping at Tesda (or was it Asco? Something muggle, anyways), and tying an actual apron around his waist, did he forget that he had no clue how to cook or bake. Harry always did the cooking, claiming that it was his way of relaxing after a tough day at the DMLE. And whenever a case demanded from him that he worked late or had no time to prepare something, Draco either went out with Pansy and Blaise or ordered in.

So the cake had ended in disaster. The only thing that turned out remotely decent were the little gingerbread houses. (He bought the houses and decorated them with white glaze). So on Sunday morning, two hours before the brunch, he ran to Tascos and bought a cake, raced back home, and decorated the cake with his stupid gingerbread houses, some twigs, and cherries (of all things in winter, whatever). It did look festive, at least.

Now he’s standing in front of the Burrow crushing Harry’s hand in his and he feels the sweat roll down his neck.

“Relax, babe. They will love you before you know it you will be adopted into the family,” Harry smiles next to him and bends down to press a quick kiss onto Draco’s cheek.

Before Draco is able to answer, the door in front of them is opened by nonother than the Weasley matriarch.

“Hello loves,” she smiles, little crinkles forming at her eyes. She’s wearing a soft-looking jumper and, of course, a yellow apron. Because Draco realizes, she actually knows how to cook. He’s a fraud.

Next to him, Harry takes a step forward and opens his mouth to greet his adoptive mum but before he can say a word Draco crumbles.

“I baked you a cake,” he says and thrusts the cake into Mrs. Weasley’s arms. “I didn’t bake it, actually. I couldn’t. I can’t cook and I can’t bake but I wanted to pretend in front of you so I bought a cake and I decorated it with shit and this is it. I’m in no shape or form worth being in your beautiful house or being with your amazing son. I am a fraud so I’m gonna go. It was really nice seeing you again, Mrs. Weasley, I will never bother you again.” Draco nods and turns to Harry who is looking at him with big eyes and a little frown on his face.

“Potter, thank you for the good time. I will immediately move out, thank you,” he repeats and disapparates on the spot.

As soon as he lands in their, no Harry’s flat, he starts opening cupboards and pulling out random stuff he probably won’t need in his near future. He already plans to go to Pansy’s. At least she’ll have wine to drown in. He feels tears prickling in his eyes. He can’t believe that he ruined his entire future with Harry in just one minute. It fits, though. To the disaster, he calls life.

Draco takes a deep breath, lets himself fall onto one of the kitchen chairs, and burrows his face in his hands. He just needs one minute to control himself, then he will continue to get his stuff and go.

Before he can do that he hears the telltale sound of someone apparating.

“I will be gone in a minute,” he chokes out. “I’m so sorry, Harry.”

“Oh love,” a female voice answers and suddenly Draco finds himself in the strong embrace of the Weasley matriarch. If he wanted to he wouldn’t be able to free himself from the tight hug. He doesn’t want to leave, though.

“You’re alright, sweetheart,” Mrs. Weasley continues and softly strokes his back. “I know that everything is a bit much, but you don’t have to worry about a thing. The past is in the past and we already love you very much.”

“Re- really?” Draco sobs into her shoulder.

“Of course, sweetheart. And I appreciate that you wanted to prepare something for me, but you don’t have to impress me. I see how happy you make our Harry and I see how much he loves you whenever he talks about you, which is constantly.” She chuckles and rustles Draco in their embrace. He feels so loved right now, he doesn’t know what to do. “I know that we can be a bit much. We just want to get to know you a little better, is that alright?”

Draco swallows heavily and rights himself. It is amazing how the small Molly Weasly was able to completely engulf him in a hug, although he’s two heads taller.

“I would like to know you, too. I just wish that you will still want me as Harry’s partner when you know me.”

Mrs Weasley smiles at him and places a warm hand on his cheek. “Come on, love. I will place you right next to me on the table. We put Harry on your other side and Ron and Hermione opposite. Then you have all the people that already love you very much around you. And you know that none of my children are brave enough to say something against you if I have a say in it.” Her smile turns into a cheeky grin and she grabs his hand. “How’s that sound?”

Draco sniffles a little but smiles back. “It sounds wonderful, Mrs. Weasley.”

“Call me Molly, dear. Or mum. I will be your mother-in-law, so we can start with that now, don’t you think?”

**

Draco’s a perfectionist. It’s part of his character. The first meeting was far from perfect but that doesn’t matter as long as you have loving people around that don’t care about perfection. They only care about you, they only want to love you. It’s something Draco realizes on that day and continues to learn throughout his life with Harry and his in-laws whom he loves very, very much.

Day 5 -- Day 7

[drarrily-we-row-along]

Hey loves!

Here's a new pinned post with the relevant info for December!

I'm currently working on a 25 Days of Christmas fic (Lots of fluff, pining, fake relationship, joy, etc.). Gladly accepting one word Christmas activity prompts. You can find the Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas (25 Days of Christmas) Masterpost here.

This means that the continuation of my 100 Drarry Drabbles in 100 Days is on pause. I will come back to it after Christmas is over and if I have extra time (haha) I'll work on it during December too.

You can see my Masterposts for all of the prompts I've filled and the ones yet to come here:

Masterpost 100 Drarry Drabbles in 100 Days (Part 1) Masterpost 100 Drarry Drabbles in 100 Days (Part 2) " Masterpost 100 Drarry Drabbles in 100 Days (Part 3)

You can read my Microfics written for Microfic challenges: Masterpost: Microfics

My AO3 is also drarrily-we-row-along- there is a little delay but I'm staying fairly caught up.

This is my side blog, so if you see responses from dearly-devoted-dawdler that is also me.

Lots of love, C

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[janieohio]

It's December 1st, so that means it's time for 25 Days of Harry and Draco!

Or Draco and Harry. Or Drarry. Whatever, you know what it is. 😁🎄

Title: Christmas Memories

Author: Janieohio

Rating: E on AO3, M on FFnet (FFnet has an edited, less explicit version of explicit chapters)

Tags: Advent Fic, Established Relationship, Fluff, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Christmas, Traditions, Family, Auror Harry Potter, Potioneer Draco Malfoy, Short Chapters, Part of Series, 25 Days of Harry and Draco 2021 Early Bird

Summary:

It's Draco's first Christmas living with Harry, and okay, maybe it's a little bit "extra", but he's Draco sodding Malfoy and if he wants to give Harry the best Christmas ever, it's his right as his boyfriend. So strap on your Santa hat and hang on tight, because this is going to be a bumpy and slightly ridiculous sleigh ride.

One chapter posted each day for 25 days. Set in That's Life Together universe but can be read alone.

Read on AO3 | Read on FFnet

Each chapter will also have a song and a recipe that goes with the chapter. Click below for those (though they'll also be linked in the story).

Christmas Memories Spotify Playlist

Christmas Memories Holiday Recipes

[sorry-i-ship-drarry]

Weasley Christmas

Word 8: The Weasley burrow

"You're up early, Harry." Ginny said as Harry came down from the stairs.

"Yeah. Habit recently, I guess." He replied as he entered the kitchen where she was and sat down on one of the chairs.

"Coffee?" Ginny asked and Harry nodded.

"Why are you up so early?" Harry asked as he took the cup of coffee from her and thanked her.

She shrugged, "Habit I guess."

Harry nodded and took a sip from his coffee.

"You're missing Draco, right? That's why you can't sleep." Ginny said after a while.

Harry groaned and propped his chin on the table, "Is it that obvious?"

Ginny laughed a little and nodded, "Very, but I don't blame you. It's okay if you miss him and if you can't sleep around without him. It's a sweet thing."

"Yeah but I should be able to. It's been days." Harry groaned.

Ginny smiled at him then playfully ruffled his hair, "You're too much in love, Harry."

"I know." He muffled as he put his hand in his face.

"I really miss him, Ginny and it hurts here." He said pointing to his chest, "and the fact I won't be able to spend Christmas with him, it's just so sad."

Ginny smiled down at him and sat down next to him, "You love him too much, Harry but do you know how lucky you are to have found this? Most people don't find this unconditional love. If not this Christmas, I'm sure you'll spend many more with him and those would compensate for this year and it's so sweet to see you get upset about it but it'll be fine, Harry. You'll be able to sleep at night."

Harry obviously knew she meant the last part as a joke but he wishes it to be be true.

"I hope it gets better than this."

"Want to help with shopping, bake cookies and cake to keep your mind off it?" Ginny asked finally after a while.

Harry thought about it for a moment but then he realised distracting himself was a much better option than sitting and thinking about Draco's absence.

So, throughout the day, they went shopping, bought small gifts, wines, food and what not for the burrow and when they came back they baked cookies and cake and all of this took all day so by the time they were finally done with all of it, it was past 7 in the evening and everyone was getting ready to watch Christmas movie in the living room when then bell rung and Ginny asked Harry to answer the door.

Harry distracted, went and opened the door and for a moment he didn't really believe what he saw until Ginny fazed him back into reality by pushing him towards Draco and practically forcing him to hug Draco.

"You-" Harry muffled as he got embraced in the hug and his voice choked him.

"But you said you won't be back until after New year?" Harry asked as they broke out of the hug.

"Yeah but then Ginny called and I- I just knew I had to come back for Christmas." Draco smiled.

"Thank me later." Ginny sang behind Harry.

Harry couldn't believe himself still and hugged Draco again, "I just- I cannot tell you how happy I am to see you here now. I missed you so much, Draco."

Draco rubbed Harry's back and said, "I'vs missed you, too. I honestly can't survive a day without you either, Harry." He pushed Harry a little behind so he could look at his face and continued, "Harry, I swear I meant it when I said I want to spend all my Christmases with you and all my new years and everything but I did not hold upto my words. I can't do that Harry. I don't want to make promises I can't keep, you mean too much to me and I just can't believe I was going to let some stupid boss dictate me into staying at some place. Nothing is more important than you, Harry. Nothing is more important than my love."

Harry almost tore up and kissed Draco on his lips, gently yet with a stern desire maybe because of not having done it in a while but the urgency to kiss Draco said more than just a kiss, it was all the promises, all the tears, all the happiness he shared with Draco. It was his emotions, it was his feelings, it was his utmost happiness that Draco came, for him.

"Get a room." Ron yelled from behind and they broke apart laughing in each other's embrace.

"Want to celebrate Christmas Weasley style?" Harry asked Draco.

"I'd be glad to." Draco smiled at Harry.

And they did just that. They celebrated Christmas Weasley style and there was no Christmas better than this.

Tagging some of y'all for a boost, don't hesitate if you're uncomfortable with the tag <3

@phoebe-delia ​ @chinike @elenaxoxo22 @thecornerofbelu @nv-md ​ @cissa-bee @missdrarrydawn @littlebodybigheartttt @harryandginnydeservesbetter @draco-lucious-malfoy @textrovert-01 @inflation-of-mind @dearly-devoted-dawdler @drarrywords @loves-to-read-fanfic @cluelesspigeons

[wistfulrat]

hell ya it’s that time of the week. we got 8th year fics, animagus fics, draco harnessing the magic of shooting stars, shepherd harry being unbearably tender and hot, flirtatious holiday office parties, the drarry multi-verse told in wistful dreams! eat up, fellow yearners.

Bitter Transmutation : Cruel Transformation by @dorthyanndrarry​ - 103k, M The terms of Draco’s probation require him to finish his final year of schooling, he just wants to survive with what little dignity he has left, in face of students that hate him, falling behind on his school work, and all the strange fevers and weakness and changes… that only seem to be getting worse.

draco wants to be good. harry wants to be needed. it’s an 8th year veela fic but rly it’s draco learning to humanize others and himself via shitty creature-puberty and harry trying not to run away from his feelings. all the non-sexual intimacy and general tenderness in this fic is comforting as hell.

Owl Was Well by @fencer-x (an @hd-erised​ fic) - 66k, T Draco Malfoy is not an owl, really he isn’t. He simply assumes the shape of one on occasion when he wants to find a bit of privacy—a goal entirely thwarted because Harry Potter doesn’t understand you can’t just grab any old bird from the Owlery and force it to send your missives and deliver your packages.

god i love a truly prickly draco and a disgustingly earnest harry bc the combination breeds emotional chaos. 8th yr animagus draco going out of his way to fuck with harry only to Catch Feelings — a trope i live and die for. they’re both very scrappy in this. lots of dancing around their big mutual gay crush as they grow to begrudgingly respect each other. i personally would love the opportunity to tell off the object of my affection right before kissing them furiously.

Wish Upon a Star (As Dreamers Do) by @icmezzo - 27k, M There’s plant magic and celestial magic and dark magic and the normal magic that allows Harry to use a spell to clean his socks when Myrtle’s taken up in his laundry room again. Then there are wishes, and dreams, and love, and those are even more magical still.

harry helps out at hogwarts but mcgonagall’s asked him for help with a spell that has him fully stumped and of course he’s too proud to ask literal-wishmaker draco for help but he’s desperate and curious! there’s this breathtaking scene in a field where draco collects meteor dust beneath an endless night sky. we all lose our shit. harrys flustered bc it’s very magical and very hot of draco. feat. neville’s greenhouse, the rambunctious ghosts of grimmauld place including moody & cedric, stargazing with ur crush. literally what’s not to love.

Through the May Air, Over the Ocean by @tsauergrass​ - 44k, T Draco Malfoy never expected to find himself in Scotland or being stuck in a cottage with Potter—but wonders never cease. A story about warmth, a story about falling back in love. A story about a flock of sheep in the distant fells of Scotland.

two lonely men in the middle of idyllic shepherd pastures learning how to navigate their grief and longing for companionship. an elegiac masterpiece of a fic. there are moments so quiet and tender it aches. you want their growing love to be easy but it’s rife with mourning and fear. it makes the ending that much sweeter and earned. (also yes this was a re-read but it’s december and i live in the pacific, world of perpetual summer and humidity, so mentally i needed to be in the vastness of wintry scotland. hell ya atmospheric fics!!)

To Tame A Kitten (is to love) by @tsauergrass​ - 13k, G After the war, Harry finds solace in fostering orphaned kittens. One day, a kitten appears on his door step without explanation—and attacks him! Taking it in, he quickly finds that this kitten is nothing ordinary.

another tsauergrass rec bc im a hoe for poetic melancholy and tentative intimacy. the premise of this fic screams fluff but then you’re unexpectedly hit with harry’s longing for affection as he tries to find places to pour all that guileless love spilling out of him. the image of him smiling sadly makes me emo as hell. but rly his and draco’s loneliness are concentric circles so this is all eventually solved with hella cuddling. “I know. . .It’s tiring. But there are a lot of beautiful things, too” — destroyed me.

Sweet Indulgence by @the-sinking-ship​ - 10k, E It doesn't matter that Marcy from Accounting is dancing on the tables, Shacklebolt is wearing antlers, and Elliot from Transportation is on his third round of Mariah Carey on karaoke because all the free champagne in the world won't salvage the Ministry Christmas party for Draco if Potter doesn't show up soon.

lecherous unhinged draco is sometimes the only characterization i care about skkdkd. most dramatic bitch alive whom i personally would die for. you must simply respect the flirtatious hustle. the promiscuous licking of a gingerbread man in the shape of ur crush, pouring champagne down their shirt, doing whatever it takes to make them laugh. it’s galaxy-brain courting bc harry is Charmed. we love our fics sexy and hysterical tbh.

Our Little Life by @tackytigerfic​ - 7k, M Sometimes Harry dreams. Only they're not really dreams at all, and Malfoy is always in them. It's time travel, but not as we know it, and Harry just needs a good night's sleep.

when i say star-crossed lovers i mean this fic in its entirety i mean harry saying “I see how things could be for us, I see it all the time” i mean that part in gaudy night when lord peter tells harriet “Give me your hand, and we’ll fight on until we drop.” a thousand iterations of drarry coming together (which, extremely meta) and all that world-building in under 10k words? the skill.

[drarrywords]

Sun

Harry was the sun.

He burned with hope, he would eclipse you and bring a bright, beautiful light for you in your darkness. He was the sun, "Draco, do you want cookies or do you want cupcakes?"

"Both?" Draco said. He held back the tremor in his voice. He didn't want to break before him. He didn't want to break even when Harry would be there for him with his sunshine. Because he was sad more often than not.

"Not both, I have to send a batch over to Luna's and one is for us."

"Why do I have to decide, it's tough." It becoming hard to not break. A tear slides down his cheek but he brushes it off before there could be more.

"Because," Harry sets the baking sheet down and brings one cookie and one cupcake for him, "I love you?"

"Is it because you can't decide?"

"Both?" He said and his smile, it was more beautiful than the light of a thousand suns, "But I'll ditch on Luna and the others if you want both the cookies and the cupcakes."

"Why would you do that?"

Harry kissed his nose, "Because I love you and I want you to have whatever your heart desires and because you're sad?"

Draco buried his head into his shoulder and his tear stains the fabric of his white shirt, "Become a mind reader, have you?"

Harry ran his hands through Draco's hair, "Bit of a mind reader when it's you, yeah. But what's wrong, love?"

He couldn't hold himself back from breaking, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be a bother to you."

Harry set the cookie and the cupcake on the coffee table before him and brought Draco's head to his chest, "Draco, you're never ever a bother. It might be hard to believe but love, don't be sorry."

"I'm too much work, Harry."

"Not you, never you," He spoke softy and the tenderness in his words itself was so beautiful that it broke him, "even if you believe that you are, I'll do all the work in a heartbeat. No questions asked."

His sunshine, his sunflower.

His sun.

"I love you."

It elicits a soft smile out of Harry, "Now, what's wrong?"

The knot in the throat begins to ease, "If I can have both the cookies and the cupcakes, I'll tell you what's wrong."

"I'll bake all the cookies and cupcakes in the world for you."

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[curlyy-hair-dont-care]

A December to Remember

Here is my humble offering for the Wheel of Drarry Exchange for the lovely @gallifrey1sburning, I hope you enjoy this Christmas fluff! 🎄

A huge thank you to my lovely beta @crazybutgood

"Harry! What are you doing here?" Draco asked distractedly.

"Erm, it's Friday," Harry replied, rather confused.

"What? No, it isn't! Oh, Merlin, it is!"

Draco ushered him in as he apologised profusely.

"I just – I was late to class. It's been a shit day at the cafe. And I came home to find a leakage in the flat. And I –

"Hey, it's ok, Draco! Breathe..." Harry smiled, resting a comforting hand on Draco's shoulder.

"No, it's not," Draco muttered. "I wanted to cook a nice meal for our Christmas Decoration date. I had the meal all planned out."

Draco and Harry had decided to put up the Christmas decorations at Draco’s flat tonight and then at Harry’s the next week. Draco had thought of cooking a nice meal for them and making a romantic date out of it. But fate had other plans. Since he woke up this morning – late, very late – things had gone to shit and 10 hours later, here he was, disappointing his boyfriend. Merlin !

"Draco, listen to me. We can always reschedule.”

“But I don't want to,” Draco whispered miserably, laying his head on Harry’s shoulder.

“Well, then, I don't mind eating takeout on the sofa with you either. I just want to spend time with you.”

“Really? Are you sure?” Draco pouted.

“Of course, you silly goose!” he replied, which earned him an indignant gasp and a swat on his bum, followed by giggles from both of them.

Harry always knew how to make him smile. Merlin, how had he gotten so lucky?

“We can put up the tree today and the rest of the decorations tomorrow,” Draco mused, already cheering up a bit.

~~~

Harry ordered Indian takeout from the restaurant at the corner of the street while Draco got out the tree and decorations. It was a small thing, magically preserved since Draco’s flat was rather tiny.

Harry put on some Christmas music, uncorked the wine he had brought and transfigured a couple of spoons into Reindeer antlers. Harry placed a pair on Draco’s soft hair and kissed his nose. “You look adorable!” he cried.

Draco huffed but couldn’t help the blush creeping up on his face.

“You’re all red like Rudolph,” Harry teased, booping his nose. Draco retaliated by nipping Harry’s finger.

“Ow! Bad Rudolph,” Harry teased and they both broke into peals of laughter.

Draco could feel the day’s tension beginning to melt away.

They were midway through decorating when the food arrived, and they took a break to eat. Harry listened patiently as Draco told him all about his day. Draco studied Chemistry at a Muggle University and worked part-time at a coffee shop.

Harry smiled as Draco prattled on about how he looked forward to the interesting experiment they were going to do after Christmas break, and about GB – a regular at the cafe who was going to Spain with their friends for Christmas.

“What?” Draco said, coming to an abrupt halt. “Why are you smiling like that?”

“Nothing. Go on,” Harry said, beaming. “I like hearing you talk.”

“About advanced chemistry?” Draco sassed.

“Yes! I mean it,” Harry replied earnestly.

“Doesn’t bore you to sleep?” Draco mumbled.

“No, it's comforting and nice. Hearing you speak so passionately,” Harry assured with a smile.

Draco’s heart filled with love for the man next to him and he knocked shoulders with his boyfriend.

“Oh, there’s that blush again, Rudolph!”

“Shut up,” Draco said without any heat, throwing a piece of naan at Harry.

~~~

Draco rummaged through his bedside drawer while Harry stood in the living room admiring their hard work. It had been a task to complete decorating the tree, especially after their hearty meal.

“I had this specially made at the shop in Diagon,” Draco said from behind Harry.

He was clutching a small ornament. A glass globe with a little Christmas tree in it and a miniature of Harry and Draco twirling while snowflakes rained on them.

Harry let out a soft gasp, his eyes wide in wonder. “That’s us!” he whispered wetly.

Draco nodded, he was a little choked up too.

“I just thought it would be a nice –”

His words were swallowed by Harry who had pulled him in for a tender, slightly wet kiss.

“It’s beautiful, Draco! Let's hang it up together,” Harry said after they broke apart.

~~~

“Potter, stop being a sap!” Draco said from his position on the sofa – head in Harry’s lap

“I have the most thoughtful boyfriend in the world! I’m allowed to be a sap,” Harry said, running his fingers through Draco’s soft hair as he gazed at the tree, their miniatures twirling happily inside the ornament.

Draco hummed in satisfaction and pulled Harry down by the neck for a kiss.

“This is shaping up to be a pretty good Christmas,” Draco mused. “I don’t think I’ve been so excited since I was a little boy. One year, father was on a business trip, Mother and I wore matching pyjamas and built a blanket fort with Mimsy, our elf.”

“That sounds lovely,” Harry said sleepily. “I’ve never built a blanket fort or worn matching pyjamas. All my Christmas memories pre-Hogwarts are pretty shit,” he blurted before realising he’d said too much.

Draco sprang up from his spot in Harry’s lap, his grey eyes thunderous. “Those awful Muggles,” was all he said before stomping away into his bedroom.

Just as Harry mentally kicked himself for ruining the mood, Draco came out with 2 pairs of track pant bottoms and a few bed sheets. He dumped everything on the sofa and got to work. First, he transfigured the track pants into red pyjama bottoms with Christmas trees and reindeer pulling a sledge. Then he pulled two chairs and got to work on the fort.

“Dray, what – I’m so sorry…”

“Oh, baby, no!” Draco turned around, his eyes softening. “ I’m so sorry you had those awful Muggles as relatives.” He placed a soft kiss on Harry's forehead and continued, “Now put on these pyjamas, along with the red t-shirt on the bed for you, and then get in here. We have a fort to build!”

Once their fort was ready Draco changed into his matching pyjamas and made them some hot cocoa which they drank while happily chatting inside their little blanket haven. It was a little small for their 6-foot frames and their matching pyjama clad legs would stick out, but neither of them cared as they cuddled up with one another feeling warm, content and loved.