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Title: And All Over Again
Author: fathomlessspite
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy and the rest of them
Warnings: (eventual) slash, DH SPOILERS, epilogue compliant :(
Rating: PG thus far
Summary: It's Lily Potter's first year at Hogwarts, it'll be the first year in thirteen since Ginny and Harry had the house to himself. But as Ginny has decided to take a course at a wizarding college in Egypt Harry accepts a teaching position at Hogwarts. With old friends and enemies surrounding him, questions about his slowly disintegrating marriage are hard to ignore.
Chapter Summary: It's Christmas Eve Eve, and Draco drags Harry out for a walk in the snow, which promptyl pushes the fact that Harry's supposed to be leaving for the Weasleys out of his mind.
CATCH UP: --PROLOGUE-- , --PARTS 1&2--, --PART 3--, --PART 4--, --PART 5--, --PART 6A--, --PART 6B--, --PART 7--, --PART 8--, --PART 9--, --PART 10--, --PART 11--
Author: fathomlessspite
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy and the rest of them
Warnings: (eventual) slash, DH SPOILERS, epilogue compliant :(
Rating: PG thus far
Summary: It's Lily Potter's first year at Hogwarts, it'll be the first year in thirteen since Ginny and Harry had the house to himself. But as Ginny has decided to take a course at a wizarding college in Egypt Harry accepts a teaching position at Hogwarts. With old friends and enemies surrounding him, questions about his slowly disintegrating marriage are hard to ignore.
Chapter Summary: It's Christmas Eve Eve, and Draco drags Harry out for a walk in the snow, which promptyl pushes the fact that Harry's supposed to be leaving for the Weasleys out of his mind.
CATCH UP: --PROLOGUE-- , --PARTS 1&2--, --PART 3--, --PART 4--, --PART 5--, --PART 6A--, --PART 6B--, --PART 7--, --PART 8--, --PART 9--, --PART 10--, --PART 11--
“Happy Christmas Eve Eve!” Draco exclaimed at him as Harry opened the door. Harry was quickly pulled in a rough hug. Had the bottle of wine Draco was gripping loosely in his hand not been half empty Harry would have likely been wearing it by the time Draco pulled away. “That’s…. unexpected,” she concluded as Harry went to fetch his bags from the bedroom.
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Continues with Part 13
“You too,” Harry said, trying to hide his amusement at Draco’s slightly intoxicated state and resist the ridiculous compulsion he suddenly had to ruffle Draco’s hair.
“Thank you,” Draco stated in a rather over the top and formal tone before a slightly less dignified pout defined his aristocratic features. “I’m bored, let’s go for a walk outside,” he said, grabbing Harry’s wrist and tugging.
“Okay, okay,” Harry laughed. “Let me get my cloak,” he said, ducking back inside and grabbing his outdoor cloak from its peg next to the door. When he returned to the doorway Draco had the bottle of wine to his lips and for a moment Harry watched the movement of his throat as he swallowed.
A drop of wine escape Draco’s mouth Harry stared at it for a moment, transfixed as it clung to the corner of his mouth before reaching out his hand and swiping it away with his thumb. His fingers making the barest of contact with Draco’s jaw.
Draco seemed to freeze on the spot.
“You had some wine there,” Harry explained, bringing his thumb to his mouth briefly to suck of the smear of wine on it. Draco’s eyes followed the movement
“Oh,” Draco said eventually.
“You’re welcome,” Harry said sardonically.
“Thanks,” Draco murmured before turning round and walking forwards. “Come on then,” he called over his shoulder.
“Wait,” Harry said, taking in Draco’s state of dress for the first time. He was only in his trousers and shirt sleeves, not even a robe. “I think you’re going to need a cloak, Draco. It’s cold out there, you know, it being December. Winter and all that.”
Draco turned round to face him with a small twist to the corner of his mouth that could be called a smile. “I could share yours,” he said, raising his eyebrows and stepping back into Harry’s personal space.
“I don’t think its big enough for the both of us,” Harry said, raising one eyebrow to meet Draco’s two.
“We’ll make do,” Draco said lowly, running his fingers along the open sides of the cloak in question, which Harry had shrugged on but had yet to fasten, before closing his fingers round the edges of the fabric and pulling gently. Harry automatically caught Draco’s forearms with his hands to balance himself.
“Um,” he said unintelligently, distracted by how piercing Draco’s grey orbs were from this close. Draco’s eyes glanced down momentarily and so did Harry’s, watching a small sad smile briefly tug at Draco’s lips.
“Let’s go and get my cloak then,” he said, retracting his hands and self abruptly and leading Harry the short way down the corridor to his quarters.
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When Harry began to wonder if his feet were still attached to the end of his legs due to the fact that he could no longer feel them, he finally managed to drag Draco back inside.
“But it’s snowing,” Draco had protested, eyes drifting to a window as the trudged passed it, following the specks of snow as they fell.
“That’s a reason to come inside, not stay out,” Harry said, rolling his eyes and grabbing Draco’s wrist as he had now stopped to stare out of the window. “Come on,” he said with a sharp pull to get Draco in forward motion again.
“There’s no need to manhandle me, Potter,” Draco said once they were moving again, shaking his arm free from Harry’s grasp and gesturing with the icy wine bottle in the other.
“What is it with you and snow anyway?” Harry asked. “It’s not like you didn’t go to school here for seven years, there was no lack of snow then and I’m sure you get it at home occasionally.”
“Do you recall ever once seeing me outside in the snow for anything other than getting from one place to another?” Draco asked. “I wasn’t allowed to play in the snow as a child. I had a weak immune system and falling ill was out of the question. A Malfoy shouldn’t show any weaknesses,” he said with a wry smile.
“Oh,” Harry said. “Well, I tried to avoid going out if it snowed when I was younger. It usually meant having snow stuffed inside my clothes by my cousin whilst his friends held me in place. It was nice when I came to Hogwarts to be able to go out in the snow without the fear of having it stuffed down my pants.”
Draco snorted. “If I’d of known that when we were at school that fear would probably have been kept very much alive.”
“Jerk,” Harry said, shoving Draco in the arm. “We can go out again tomorrow if you want, if it’s still snowing,” Harry offered. Draco arched an eyebrow.
“One, I am perfectly capable of taking a walk outside in the snow without your eminent presence.”
Harry laughed. “And two?”
“Two, tomorrow is Christmas Eve Harry, you wont be here,” he added.
“Oh,” Harry responded, dumbfounded that a walk in the snow with Draco could result in him having forgotten he was spending the next day and a half at the Weasley’s. “Well-” he continued eventually but was interrupted by another voice.
“Harry!”
Harry froze where he stood, having just walked round the corner and into the corridor that led to both Draco and his quarters.
Standing outside his door was Ginny.
He shot a quick sideways look at Draco who seemed to be watching him carefully.
“Ginny,” he said, eventually finding his voice. “What are you doing here?” he asked with a frown as he continued walking down the corridor toward her, Draco half a step behind.
“You were supposed to be at The Burrow an hour ago,” she explained. “What were you doing?” she asked, looking at Draco with a curl to her lip and a spark of long buried hatred in her eye.
“We were walking in the snow Mrs. Potter,” Draco said with a smile. “Would you care for some wine?” he asked, brandishing the icy glass bottle in her direction. He looked at it with a frown and shook it slightly. “Of course we may have to wait for it to thaw a bit,” he added. Harry snorted.
“Sorry Ginny, we lost track of time,” Harry apologised. “I’m all packed though,” he added.
“Good, can we go then?” Ginny asked brusquely glancing at Draco.
“I guess that’s my cue to leave,” Draco said airily. “Good night Ginerva,” he said with a slightly unsteady bow. “Harry,” he said, a mischievous smirk pulling at his lips. Harry didn’t have enough time to unnerved by it though before an arm was flung round his neck and a loud and wet kiss was pressed to his brow. “Merry Christmas,” he grinned at Harry.
Harry rolled his eyes but couldn’t prevent a blush staining his cheeks. He quickly withdrew his wand, tapping it sharply against the frozen bottle Draco held and muttering a warming charm. “Have a good Christmas, Draco,” he smiled.
“Thanks,” Draco replied before sauntering down the corridor to his quarters without a backward glance. He took a swig of his wine as he entered his quarters, kicking the door shut behind him.
There was silence for a moment before Ginny spoke. “You’re friends with Draco Malfoy?” she asked.
“Yes I am,” Harry said, letting them into his quarters.
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Continues with Part 13
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I'm quite fond of that line too :)
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Can't wait to read more!
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