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A fallen snow	By : Kerstin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5075 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5

A/N: Nooooo! I don’t want to! Stop pushing me!

Yeah I think you get my mood right now. If I’m writing a fic for a special date again . . . who knows, maybe I don’t, but when I do something like that ever again, I do it a year before. Therefore, everything would be ready and I can do what ever I want to! ‾_‾’

“You know you’re in big trouble now.”

“That’s not why I called you.”

“Ariel was so mad! You should have seen him! His face was as red as a tomato and he was waving around his arms and . . . He’s so close to murdering you right now!”

“Yeah this time you broke the biggest rule ever. He gave Blaise a lecture that lasted the whole day.”

“It wasn’t my fault!”

“Of course it was.”

“Hmpf . . . However, I called because I thought of something for Harry’s special Christmas.”

“Oh . . . you actually used your brain.”

“Hey! Don’t irritate me! It wasn’t my fault!”

“I haven’t known that you’re so good in denial.”

Pouting.

“Well . . . Harry’s Christmas. Do you think Ryan could cook such a great meal again?”

“Sure he can.”

“Dou you think you’ll be able to bring it here at . . . I don’t know maybe 10:30 p.m.?”

“Why?”

“Because, Miss Know-it-all, because I want a great dinner with his best friends till it’s the 25th December and everyone could unpack their presents.”

“Presents! I forgot about the presents! See you later!”

“Hm . . . Sometimes she’s strange.”

“True, but why that late?”

Red cheeks and a high lifted nose.

“Oh my . . . Draco! Another rule to brake I see.”

“Hey maybe I won’t see him ever again! So what?”

“I just wanted to . . . doesn’t matter.”

“Was that this lesson you faked a bad tummy?”

“You’re back!”

“Yes! I’m a fast shopper!” Smirking.

“You’re so strange . . .”

“I’m not! Well . . . was it?”

“Must be, because our dear Draco is planning on doing . . .”

“I know what he’s planning! I was here!”

“Could you two please listen to me?!”

“Why?”

An offended face with mad silver eyes.

“Sure we do, lovely. Something else?”

“No thank you.”

***

“Isn’t that sweet?” Draco asked softly while he lay cuddling with Harry on the sofa. With glittering eyes, he turned his head up to look into those beautiful emerald eyes.

“Mhm . . . it’s still Christmas and, you know . . .” the raven-haired one mumbled, quite content nuzzling Draco’s hair, face and neck. Every now and then, he pressed a soft kiss to whatever part of the blonde he could reach.

“I know. Look, it maybe a children’s program but the message is . . . have you gotten the message?”

“Of course . . . but I like it when you say it out loud. Your voice is so soft every time you do that and try to convince me that Christmas is a really good thing.” Harry chuckled amused, kissing Draco’s lips softly when he had noticed the small pout on his mouth.

The kissed blonde kept his silence a while but he already felt the words bubbled up in his throat. Sulking he pressed his mouth together but it didn’t seem to work.

“On Christmas Eve wishes come true for everyone who still had dreams if young or old.” The snowflake mumbled sighing and pressing his head into Harry’s arm only a tiny bit embarrassed.

“Awe . . . don’t be like that. It really was sweet. Maybe you should talk about that stuff the whole day long.” Harry laughed and cuddled the blonde closer to him.

“Meow . . .” a soft voice echoed and both looked down to the floor. A bright smile broke out on Draco’s face and he lifted the dejected looking cat into his lap. “We haven’t forgotten you . . . we were just . . . busy.”

“You should not lie. Don’t listen to him Prosper, of course we had forgotten about you.” the raven-haired man laughed and fondled the cat’s black neck softly.

“Owe!” he then cried out and rubbed the back of his head softly. “You’re so mean sometimes!” That blond maniac was like a little school girl with all that slapping him!

“That you’re saying me when you just insulted him!” the blonde defended . . . himself and the cat while he pressed the black and white pet to his chest. Yet the tomcat seemed to grin in amusement while his two masters bickered around on the couch but when they started wrestling he giggled catlike and hopped off to take a nap in his little basket.

“Stop tickling me!

. . .

I give up!

. . .

Please, have mercy!”

Draco panted while he tried his best to wiggle out of Harry’s reach. However, he only earned himself an evil laughed and could only watch with wide eyes when Harry launched himself onto him.

Shrieking and giggling he did all he could to hold the raven-haired man’s hands off him and almost fell from the couch. Happily fighting to get the better of the other, they were laughing and crying in delight.

Suddenly Harry sank down on the blonde and panted hard in his ear, trying to catch his breath. “I just need a little break.” he mumbled softly, still laughing silently.

“Yeah . . . “Draco muttered gently and closed his arms around the raven-haired man’s neck. Tenderly he began to pet his head and listened to the settling breath of the man on top of him.

“Mhm.” Harry purred and kissed the blonde’s neck softly but this time he didn’t just pressed his lips against the soft skin. This time he nibbled on it and inhaled the small scent of vanilla deeply. In delight, he heard Draco’s hitching breath and felt the soft wiggle under him. Affectionately he licked the cool, now heating skin and mumbled a soft encouragement for him to take some actions.

The petting of his head slowed down but the touch went stronger, more passionate but still loving and he shuddered softly when he felt one hand wander down to stroke his back while the hand was almost pressing him down onto the blonde.

Draco titled his head to give Harry better access to his neck and mewled softly when the emerald-eyed man found a tiny spot there that astounded him for a moment.

Slowly the kissing went up his neck until those soft lips found his own and stayed.

With another, mewl of pleasure he arched up into the body above him and opened his mouth softly to let the waiting tongue in.

Gently their tongues met and stroked against each other, got more passionate but never losing their tenderness.

Harry mumbled incoherent things when he felt his arousal began to bother him and pressed down on Draco more desperate. In reaction, the blonde arched up into him again and an almost silent moan escaped his lips into the blonde’s mouth.

“Harry.” Draco cried softly and tried to touch the other man’s naked skin but it was so difficult to do anything when his clouded mind refused to think correctly. With another mumble, he writhed under him again and heard the short gasp of the man on top of him.

“Bedroom!” the raven-haired man almost ordered and pushed himself up. Nearly desperate he tugged the blonde into his bed. He really wanted their first time in there and not on his too narrow couch . . . where Prosper could peek on them.

Before he gently pushed the other man on his back again, he slipped his hands under his shirt and lifted it up to get rid of it. Then he heard that arousing mewl again and had to wait a few moments, resting his head on Draco’s shoulder, to not let his mind slip and ruin everything.

Draco could not take it like this any longer, he wanted to feel the other’s skin on his, wanted to make it more intimate and loving. “Harry.” He muttered again and finally was able to pull the sweatshirt up and over the raven head.

Both men whined softly when their bare chests met for the first time and held themselves close to each other.

Harry kissed these full pink lips again but went down the blonde’s neck again when Draco had opened his mouth silently, invited him in to play. He really enjoyed to hear the soft ragged breath hitch in the back of the other’s throat and licked the skin caringly. However, it wasn’t enough this time and when he found the tender spot of Draco again, he sucked on it, first gently, but more and more passionate every time the blonde arched up into him again.

Draco was panting harshly now . . . it felt so good, Harry claiming him, making him his for now and forever. Desperately he bucked up into him repeatedly but the raven-haired man did not let himself stop his sucking.

Still, he needed to be touched!

Now with uneven breath he slide down the blonde’s body, wanting to taste him, wanting to hear those soft mewls he got every time he touched a sensitive spot . . . and maybe he could get him moaning and shouting in pleasure . . .

Softly he liked over the pale skin until he reached one of Draco’s nubs and blew some of his cool breath on them. The blonde mewled again but this time louder.

Pleased he licked it gently until he felt his own need to suck on it like a puppy on the bottle. Draco cried out and felt himself close to tears. He wanted it and he wanted more so desperately. He was not exactly sure what more was going to be, but he knew that he wanted it regardless of what it was, this was just not enough.

“Harry!” his cry was harsh with desire and he trashed under the man in want. “Harry!”

“Schhh . . .” the other man mumbled and tried to soothe the blonde a bit. Tenderly he left the now hard and glittering nub and went to the other to pay it an equally amount of attention.

This time Draco really started crying when his feelings seemed to crash down on him. His fingernails scratched over the raven-haired man’s back and he earned a soft hiss for it.

With a last suck, he left this nipple too and went even down further, stroked and licked the blonde’s ribs and stomach with his hands and tongue and felt the blond man bucking now urgently.

“Harry! . . . I . . . I need you to . . .” Draco sobbed out and almost cried out again when he felt the other man finally tugging on his trousers.

With a tiny laugh, the raven-haired man pushed every piece of clothes from this beautiful form underneath him and suddenly felt a knot in his stomach. He knew he would loose it soon and wanted more than ever to just . . .

Moaning, he lapped on that equally beautiful shaft in front of him shortly but he knew he could not stay long there . . . that was saved for another time . . . and crawled up on the shuddering from under him again. He felt that the other one wanted to hook his legs around him but felt him stop in the same time.

Still crying Draco fumbled his hands between them and opened Harry’s jeans with a yank of his hand. Desperately he pushed and pulled until they were both naked and crying out in pleasure. This time he did not stop and embraced the raven-haired man with his legs, brought them closer together.

Harry groaned as if he was in pain and could not help himself thrusting down on the blonde wantonly. ‘More! Mine!’ was all he could think in this moment and reached out to his bedside table, fumbling for the lube he stashed in it.

Draco did not notice it, of course. He was too trapped in his own desire to notices anything. He just was able to react to touches and feelings and stroked Harry’s back, pushed his hands through his hair, and stroked his back again, all the time pushing and touching their erections together, hearing the man above him moan softly.

It was only when he suddenly felt a finger gently press into him, his clouded silver eyes opened wide with surprise that he felt that finger move in him he moaned loudly and pushed down on it without noticing it.

Harry’s head shot up in lust when he heard Draco groan for the first time and almost went crazy when he felt him pushing down on his finger again and again. He pressed his other fingers into him fast to stretch him because he knew he would not be able to hold on for much longer.

Finally he positioned his cock and push into that tight opening to bring them both to ecstasy. He felt Draco halt in his movement for a moment, and searched his face for any sign of pain. Then the blonde’s eyes shut tightly again, his head arched back, his body towards him and his muscles around him squeezed him almost into oblivion.

Both men were moaning loudly now and thrusting and pressing to feel the other one even closer. Harry laid his head on Draco’s shoulder and panted heavily while he tried to keep his steady thrusts when Draco’s tightness constricted around him rapidly. He couldn’t take it anymore . . . he knew it!

Draco moaned and angled his hips a bit and suddenly Harry was thrusting into a spot inside of him and he cried out loudly then a gurgled sound left his throat, as if he wasn’t sure if he should scream or moan. His movements sped up and he could feel that he was close to coming and clutched his muscles around Harry’s magnificent cock even tighter.

Then the raven-haired man pushed into him one last, rough time and bit down hard on his neck while his seed filled him up and Draco lost it. Crying and screaming he felt himself empty between them while a thousand lights exploded before his eyes.

This was it! This was where he belonged! This was what he never would leave again!

Harry groaned softly and licked tiredly over the bite mark, which he had left on Draco’s perfect skin to soothe the pain of it a bit. When he tried to move out of him, even when he did not wanted to, he felt the blonde close his legs around him again and pressing him down, still squeezing his muscles tightly so he would not leave.

“Draco? Are you okay?” he asked tenderly with an intense sound in his voice from the high he was still coming down off. He felt him nod and lifted his head a bit more to look at him. His eyes were closed, his breathing uneven but a smile curled around his lips and his arms were still around Harry’s neck.

“Just . . . Only a tiny little . . . moment.” the blonde mumbled and opened his eyes slowly. They were molten silver and Harry took a deep breath when he took a closer look at the form underneath him. His pale skin seemed to glow in the little light that shone through his window.

Tiredly Draco opened his eyes again and locked gazes with Harry’s. A small tremble went through him and he took a shuddering breath. Softly he tugged the raven-haired man’s face towards his own until their noses were touching. “I love you.” he smiled softly, his voice almost unnoticeable.

For the first time ever, Harry seemed to remember something that he couldn’t quite catch in this moment. But the rumble in his heart was there and he knew he would feel it for the rest of his life, would never lose it again. His eyes watered slightly but he refused to let the tears go. This was a happy moment, maybe the happiest ever!

“You look really tired . . . Don’t fall asleep on me! I have a few more planes for tonight.” Draco laughed and slowly petted Harry’s neck and back to keep him awake.

“What kind of plans? Because right now, I don’t think I will be able to do anything . . . great. You know we just did that.” the raven-haired man chuckled and burrowed his nose in the blonde’s neck to inhale his scent of vanilla again.

“Well . . . I had planed to . . .” the snowflake started but stopped shortly to make his lover suspicious. When he lifted a brow in question, he knew he had succeeded. “You’ll just have to wait . . . yeah, we did something great.” he then mumbled softly and kissed his lovers face gently.

“Mhm . . . I feel so lazy right now . . . I just could fall asleep and . . .”

“Don’t you dare! I told you! Don’t fall asleep on me!” the blonde hissed and punched the man’s arm as hard as he could in his position. Slowly he turned his head and looked at Harry’s clock for a moment. He hadn’t noticed until now that it was shaped like a snowflake.

His heart melted again and he blinked happily at the man. “Why are you blushing love?”

Draco’s cheeks went even redder with the softly spoken pet name. “Just . . . just a memory.” he mumbled and worried his lip slightly.

“Awe . . . come on you. Everything will be alright. Believe in it! I don’t work as a policeman for nothing! When this . . . what was his name? When this Blaise tries to take you away from me, be prepared for a hard and bloody fight!” Harry bellowed and waved his arms around as good as possible while he still lay on top of Draco.

The blonde just giggled amused and shook his head. “I’m not worried because of Blaise. He may be my boss but he’s my friend too . . . since we were little and he does everything to protect me.”

“There’s no need for this. Protecting you is my job now . . . because now you belong to me!”

“Silly! I belonged to you since Ariel assigned you as my charge.”

“You know what I meant!”

That was true and Draco would not say it aloud but he was happy that he was Harry’s now, whole and completely. With a soft sigh, he cuddled closer to Harry, still feeling the other man inside of him and this he would not say aloud too, but he like that too.

Suddenly there was a loud bang in the living room and Harry pushed up on his strong arms. In just a moment he was up with his trousers on and ready to hunt down who had the balls to brake into his house!

“Finally.” he heard the blonde mutter and Harry lifted a brow. This guy really was good at hiding things from him!

“What do you mean?” he asked his voice just a bit tense.

“Oh nothing, just . . . okay I invited Ryan and Hermione and Neville and Pansy over here.” Draco sighed again when the emerald eyes of his lover darkened in annoyance.

“Why did you do that for?”

“Because it’s your special Christmas! You said it yourself; you never had a happy Christmas before! And I have sworn myself to make you one. And because you’ll have no family beside me I invited your best friends . . . and mine.”

“Aha . . . Did you just call yourself my family? That is really sweet you know.” Harry grinned down on the man on his bed. He was not sure . . . but maybe this could be fun.

“You know I persuaded Hermione to convince Ryan to cook a great meal for us and after midnight when Santa had been here everyone can open their presents and maybe we could sing some carols or play around a bit or . . .” Draco mumbled softly with highly reddened cheeks and did his best to not look into Harry’s eyes.

“You’ll see! It will be fun!” he then cried out and finally found the needed energy to get up too.

However, he just earned a shake of a jet-black head and a sigh. “You’re unbelievable.”

“You noticed?”

“Right. Okay then, let’s face the crowd.”

“Harry, this is hardly a crowd. This is your Christmas present number one!” Draco lectured and waved his finger in front of the raven-haired one’s nose.

“Uhu.” Harry answered absently, already out of his door on his way into his even more decorated living room.

“Oh Harry! It’s good to see you! And I know you won’t be mad because we messed up your carpet! What would you like to eat?” Pansy cried out in surprise when she had noticed him standing in the door watching them.

Messed up the carpet?

***

With a start, Draco jerked out of his sleep. His heart was hammering hard in his chest and his breathing was uneven. His whole body tingled and he felt something pulling on him.

His eyes widened slightly when he looked down on the raven-haired man beside him.

It was time. He needed to go home for another year again.

Torn between trying to stay and going home he watched the man beside him sleep and every now and then, he shook his head to clear his sight.

Then, with a pounding heart, he stood up and collected his things. He already knew he could not stay, even if he wanted to. It was time to go home.

Silently he waked through the house, absently snapping his fingers and looking around with sad, now grey, eyes and an ache in his heart.

Everything whirled around for only a tiny little moment and suddenly Harry’s whole house was like it had been before Draco had took it upon him to redecorate everything.

A silent tear fell down his cheek when he stood over Harry a last time and softly caressed the sleeping man’s cheek, nose and forehead. He did his best to stifle the heartbroken sob that treated to leave his dry throat when Harry leaned into his touch.

Draco nodded softly when the pull on him went stronger and leaned down carefully. Very softly, he kissed Harry’s forehead and walked away.

He didn’t notice that suddenly the raven-haired man’s eyes snapped open and he set up panting as if he had had a bad dream.

“No.” the man whimpered and rushed out to maybe catch the blonde and hold him back so he couldn’t leave him. “No.”

It was too late!

Dejected he stood by his bed again and let a single tear drip out of his eyes.

Everything looked as if Draco had never been there, almost as if he had never existed.

FIN

A/N: Well ... I know it's a sad ending but there is a sequel planned I am just much too lazy to typ it. Someday I will publish it either but not just now ... or anytime soon. I hope you liked it anyway and please leave a review and tell me what you think.

Mangacat:

No ’City of Angels’ and no death either. I would never bring such pain over them . . . or maybe . . .

I don’t know, maybe. ^_^ of course not but I am sure you did not like the end. But I promise you will like the epilogue! ^.^

Yeah! Isn’t he a great, strong man! *sighs in adoration* I definitively would have fainted when someone told me they had glued some false snow on my table! ^-^

ZooArmy:

You’re right. I am German. And that with the umlauts on the keyboard is right too. I’m so proud of you! ^.^ Check my gate here because I’d like to have some reviews from you for my other stories as well . . . what do you think? ^_^’

No interferences any more I think just . . . pure love and . . . ^-^’

Extraho:

Thank you so much! ^.^ I am praying for a Happy End too but you’ll never know what my hands had planned for them. Sometimes they run off by themselves and I just sit there blinking confused when I read what they fabricated.

harrydraco4life:

No, he cannot but when I am not too wrong you will thank me in the end that Draco is not a human because then he would not be able to . . .

You’ll see. ^.^

I hope you noticed that I tried to keep the tension and all so you stuck around for the epilogue too. ^_^

paigeey07:

Yeah I like that name too. I got it out of “I Tauwght I Taw a Putty-Cat!” by Kanna. I think it means ‘Lucky’ and that suits a cat of Harry, doesn’t it?

thrnbrooke:

They have, in some kind of way but not so . . . drastically like Draco did. But who cares as long as they all get their Happy Ending. ^,^’ Please stay around and thank you for reading.
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