A/N: Let's begin our countdown to Christmas!
A Drarry Christmas Carol
Chapter 1- Baby It's Cold Outside
I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
Maybe just a half a drink more - Put some records on while I pour
The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no sir - Mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside
I simply must go - Baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no - Oh darling, it's cold outside
This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm - Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Man, Your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon on a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh your lips are delicious
Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before
I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Think of my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside
Oh baby it's cold outside
Oh baby it's cold outside
It was that time of the year again. Christmas was tomorrow and Harry Potter was making his annual rounds of visiting his friends and some of the victims who had suffered from the war.
His first stop was always the Remus Lupin Home for Young Witches and Wizards. It was an orphanage that he, Ron and Hermione had designed after Harry read about the numerous children that were left orphaned or abandoned because of the war. When the war had ended, Harry couldn't handle living in Sirius' former home, there were still too many painful memories, so instead he and his friends had scrubbed it from top to bottom and converted it into a home for the orphans. Hermione ran the orphanage and Harry made sure the children were well taken care of. He visited every Saturday, plus holidays.
His next visit was to see Luna. She had taken over her father's business and was the editor and chief of the Quibbler. After the war, the Daily Prophet had lost a lot of its readers and was quickly bought out by the Quibbler. While Luna was still famous for her somewhat eccentric stories, her paper still made sure to add stories about what was going on in both the Wizarding and Muggle worlds. Luna had also married Neville Longbottom, who had become the new Herbology professor. The two of them married shortly after the war and were expecting their first child.
Harry continued his rounds, stopping at the hospital, Ollivanders, Hogwarts and a few other charities that Harry was a part of. His last stop was always the worst though. He stepped through the gates of Malfoy Manor, the wards had been programmed to recognize him, and made his way up towards the manor. Harry and Draco had put aside their differences rather quickly once the war was over and the trials had finished. Now, Harry made sure he visited Draco a couple of times a year. Draco was one of the only people Harry could talk to who would remain objective.
Draco watched from his window as Harry made his way through the snow up to the house. It had been five years since the war and Draco still could not believe that he and Harry had ever become friends. However, if it hadn't been for Harry, Draco wouldn't even be alive. The fiendfyre in seventh year had almost killed him. Harry didn't have to save him, but he did. Harry risked his life to save him, flying back through the fire to rescue him and his friend. That was when Draco realized his feelings for Harry.
Even the trials. Draco was sentenced to life in Azkaban, his mother was to get forty years and his father was due for three life sentences. Harry had spoken at each of their trials and had gotten Narcissa and Draco on house arrest instead. Narcissa was sentenced for 3 years and Draco was sentenced for 5 years. It was this act of selflessness that made Draco realize that he was in love with Harry. However, there was nothing he could do for Lucius, while he managed to reduce the sentence from three to one, it still meant that Lucius would never live to see outside Azkaban.
Three years of Azkaban had left his father with a weak heart and he had died shortly after his third year anniversary in the prison. Six months after word of Lucius' death had reached Malfoy Manor, Narcissa perished from the same fate. Draco believed his parents were soulmates and when his father had died, his mother's heart had been so broken that she couldn't bear to live anymore..
It was a week after his mother finally passed that Harry had shown up on his doorstep with a bottle of firewhiskey and an offer of friendship. It had slowly escalated from there, resulting in monthly visits from Harry where the two of them would get drunk and laugh about some of their adventures during school. Every time resulting in Draco falling even harder for Harry.
Draco opened the door to let Harry Potter into his home. As he closed the door, he noticed a storm was brewing as the wind started to pick up.
"How are you doing?" Harry asked as he pulled off his light jacket, hanging it up on the peg by the door.
"I'm doing well. The ministry stopped by earlier this week to let me know that I will off house arrest at the end of this year."
"Well it is all thanks to you," Draco smiled, putting a hand on Harry's shoulder.
Harry blushed slightly. "Well, I brought over a bottle if you're interested."
"If it's alright with you, I have already set out a bottle of wine and if you don't want that I also have some eggnog."
"Eggnog?" Harry looked at Draco in disbelief.
"Yeah, eggnog. You know. A holiday drink made from milk, cream, sugar and eggs. Usually has cinnamon sprinkled on top," Draco couldn't help smirking.
"I know what it is," Harry said indignantly. "I just didn't think you did."
"I've learned a lot about muggle products since I was put on house arrest without magic."
Harry chuckled. "Well, I guess I could do with a glass of wine."
Draco had a house elf take the bottle of firewhiskey from Harry and put it in the kitchen, while he led Harry into the living room. The entire room was decorated for Christmas, a tree was set up by the fireplace and the fireplace was decorated with garlands and ribbons. The entire room was warm and cozy, Draco had redesigned the manor after his mother had passed and had rid his home of all dark magic artifacts. He had also changed the furniture of every room - except his parents - to fit his style, which meant out with the cold and empty and in with the warm and cozy.
Draco poured two glasses of red wine and handed one over to Harry.
"Thank you," Harry said.
"So what have you been up to since your last visit?"
"I have been mostly working with a couple different charities, such as the orphanage and the hospital."
"I've read about both of them and the work you've done. You opened the orphanage using your godfather's ancestral home. It is now home to over twenty little boys and girls, including your godson. You also fund a research program at the hospital to help victims of the war that were severely tortured, victims like Longbottom's parents."
Harry was impressed. "How did you know all that?"
"Without magic, I found reading to be a good form of entertainment."
Harry thought there was more to the story then that, but he wasn't going to push. Instead he sipped his wine and asked Draco how he felt about soon being a free man.
The two caught up for another few hours, Draco using any excuse he could to touch Harry. When Harry spoke about how little time he actually got to spend with his godson, Draco put his hand on Harry's knee, which caused Harry to blush fifty shades of red. When Harry was running low on wine, Draco made sure he pressed up against Harry as he was pouring him a new glass and to brush his fingers along Harry's as he handed him the glass.
It had been nearly four hours since Harry had arrived and it looked like Harry was getting uncomfortable. Or at the very least turned on.
"Well, I need to be going," Harry smiled as he tried to stand up. He knew he was blushing and his entire body was overheating just by being so close to Draco.
Draco leaned back in his seat and looked out the window. The storm had really heated up outside, the wind was blowing like crazy and the snow was falling in sheets.
"I don't think you're going to be able to leave. That storm looks like its snowed us in," Draco pointed Harry out the window.
Harry headed over to the window and saw that the snow, which had been just above his ankles when he got here, was now more than up to his waist. There was no way he would even be able to get out of the door without a melting charm.
"Well, I'm sure a melting charm would work," Harry suggested.
"It probably would, but not in this storm. The snow is falling faster than you would be able to melt it."
Harry kept looking between Draco and the window. He would have liked to stay, but he knew it wouldn't be a good idea, especially with how his body was reacting to Draco's touches. Not that he would let Draco know that.
"Look, Harry, this storm is insane. You didn't bring a warm enough jacket and you'll freeze trying to leave."
"Thanks for the concern, Draco, but I really can't stay. This evening had been really nice, but I've got to go away," Harry said as he slowly backed up to the front door.
"Harry, it's freezing out there. I was so excited when you had dropped in, but I can't let you leave in this weather. Think about it, you're not even outside and your hands are just like ice," Draco said as he grabbed one of Harry's hands between his own.
"Let's go sit by the fire and warm you up," Draco said leading Harry back towards the living room.
Harry was still reluctant and was trying to come up with a reason as to why he had to leave.
"I'm supposed to be over at Ron and Hermione's tonight. It's a tradition and if I don't show up Hermione will start to worry and Ron will be pacing the floor. So I really should scurry," Harry said pulling away from Draco's grip.
"What's your hurry? I'm sure Granger and Weasley will understand and if you want we can floo call them. Come on. Come sit with me and listen to the fireplace roar," Draco patted the seat next to him on the couch and held up Harry's glass of wine.
"Well...alright. I'll stay, but I would rather have a glass of eggnog," Harry stated.
Draco nodded. "Alright, why don't you turn some music on while I go pour us some."
Draco disappeared into the kitchen while Harry pulled out a box of old records that sat inside the book shelf by the fireplace.
'What am I going to do? What will my friends think? They know I'm here, what will they think when they notice I'm spending the evening here? And what is going on with Draco? I feel like he is flirting with me, but that can't be right. I wish I knew how to break this spell he seems to have over me.'
"Here you are," Draco said handing Harry a glass of eggnog.
"Thanks," Harry said taking a sip. "Say, what's in this drink?"
"Just a dash of cinnamon. Oh and I took the liberty of floo calling Granger and Weasley, letting them know how bad it is out there and that there is no way of getting out right now," Draco said taking another sip of eggnog. "Your eyes looks like stars right now."
Harry blushed another ten shades of red as he bit his bottom lip. He took a seat next to Draco on the couch and leaned back closing his eyes. He felt a shift in weight on his side of the couch and looked to see Draco's leg pressed against his own.
"Mind if I move a little closer?"
"I should say no," The look on Draco's face had Harry thinking he was adorable. 'At least I can say I tried. Even though I really shouldn't stay.'
"What's the sense in hurting my pride? You know you like me Harry."
"Um..." Harry leaned away from Draco, who had his hand on Harry's knee and was leaning towards him.
Draco's lips skimmed against Harry's. He had been wanting to do that for so long, the feel of Harry's lips had Draco melting. He pressed closer until he could feel Harry's chest against his own. Harry pressed his hand against Draco's cheek as he maneuvered around until Draco was situated between his legs, laying on top of him. The blonde moaned into the kiss, allowing Harry access to Draco's mouth, which Harry hesitantly took advantage of. Draco slowly moved his hands so one rested on Harry's shoulder and the other was slowly making its way south from Harry's chest.
"Wait," Harry sounded breathless as he pushed Draco against the shoulder.
"What is it?"
"We shouldn't be doing this," Harry whispered. "Besides the snow has stopped falling. Ron and Hermione will get suspicious when they notice that I still haven't come over."
"But your lips are so delicious. You can't leave. Please just stay," Draco begged as he pressed his hand against the front of Harry's jeans.
Harry moaned. "I've got to get home. You could just lend a coat and I'll return it later."
Draco slid his hand back and forth.
"Mmm. You've really been grand. But don't you see there's going to be talk tomorrow if I stay tonight."
"You'll freeze out there, baby. It's up to your knees out there. Besides how can you walk away after you do these things to me. I'm beyond hard by just the touch of your hand," Draco continued stroking Harry through his jeans. "And if you leave, I'll be so upset, especially if you caught pneumonia out there."
Harry continued to moan beneath Draco, he couldn't think of anymore excuses.
"Say you'll stay," Draco whispered as he peppered kisses along Harry's neck, nibbling on Harry's earlobe.
"Ok," Harry whispered as he thrust his hips into Draco's hand.
Draco took advantage and pressed his lips against Harry's. He knew Harry was letting him dominate the kiss, but he didn't care because just the feel of Harry's tongue against his had him harder than he had ever been in his life.
Draco made quick work of the buttons on Harry's jeans and his own before continuing his ministrations on Harry.
The brunette let out a moan as he let his head fall back against the arm of the couch and let Draco take care of him. Draco continued peppering kisses along Harry's jaw and neck before he began nipping and biting at the juncture between the brunette's neck and shoulder.
"Oh Merlin...Draco! Don't stop..."
Draco moaned at the sounds his Harry was making. He wouldn't stop, not ever! And he knew it wouldn't be long. He was already so close just from the sounds pouring from Harry's lips and he knew Harry was too.
Harry let out a shout as he felt both he and Draco release. Draco fell against Harry's chest as the two tried to catch their breath.
"What do you say we take this upstairs," Draco whispered once he could speak again.
Harry quickly cleaned the both of them up before pulling Draco into another breathtaking kiss. When he finally pulled away, he allowed Draco to get up and fix himself up.
"I say, I'm on top this time," Harry stated as he began pulling Draco up the stairs.
AN: This begins my countdown to Christmas. I have 6 chapters to this story and I will begin posting them with the last one being posted on Christmas Eve. Consider this my Christmas present to all my readers who have not seen anything new from me.
I regret to say that I am in a writer's slump. It's not to say that I do not have any new ideas, I just do not have the will to write. But I promise I will not leave you all forever. I will get back into it as some point. Until then I will only be writing stories and posting them when they are 100% finished so there will be no more stories on hiatus.
I will be spending Christmas alone this year. It is my first year doing so, so I hope you all have wonderful days with your families. I plan on seeing my favorite musical come to life on the big screen Les Miserables!
Love you all and Merry Christmas!