The Stars Above Us

Christmas Love

It was two weeks later and it was the 24th December and Draco awoke at 10am, and got out of bed, walking downstairs to the living room where his parents were talking in the kitchen "Morning darling." "Morning, mum." "How did you sleep?" "I slept pretty good, you?" "I slept good, we're going over the Potters today." "We are?!" "Yeah, Sirius and Remus are going to be there." Draco nodded, walking upstairs, sitting on his bed, and called Harry. Harry picked up, "Good morning, beautiful." "Good morning, mum told me we're coming to yours." "You are, but if you don't want to come, you don't have to, mum's already getting the drinks out." "Okay, I don't know how I made it to Christmas without killing myself." "I'm so proud of you, just also try and make it to Next November." "Our one year?" "Yeah, my love." Draco got up, walking over to his wardrobe.

He opened his wardrobe door, "Mum?" "Coming honey." Narcissa walked on upstairs "Yeah, honey?" "Is it normal for men to wear dresses?" "Clothes have no gender. If you're not hurting anyone, wear whatever the hell you want. If Harry Styles can wear a dress and look good, so can you, my love. Go and look in your sister's room, I'm sure Emma won't mind." Draco walked into his sister's room, opening her wardrobe, finding a purple thin strap dress. He pulled it out, walking in his bedroom, closing the door.

He got dressed into it after getting out of his pyjamas, and walked downstairs after clipping the chain together, and walked up to his mum. Narcissa looked at her son and tears welled up in her eyes, "Oh my baby, you look beautiful. You look uncomfortable." "I've never worn a dress before. I can't wait to see Harry's face." Draco smiled, walking upstairs, sitting on his bed. Narcissa walked upstairs, What's wrong, sweetheart?" "Harry just messaged me, his parents don't want to see me, so I'm just going to stay here." "That's out of order. It's Christmas Eve." "I know it is." Draco walked over to his sister's room and walked in. 

He opened her drawer, getting a pair of white tights with little snowflakes on it, as Lucius came upstairs "Narcissa, can I talk to Draco on his own please?" Narcissa nodded, walking out of the room, walking downstairs. Lucius closed Emma's door, walking up to his son, "I see what you're wearing, and it suits you. Did you tuck yourself in?" "Yeah, it was a struggle but I did it." "Good, so you can wear a dress or a skirt." "Yeah." Draco put the tights on with Lucius' help, and Draco pulled them up, walking into his room, closing the door, leaning against his door.

It was later on, and Draco was sitting in Harry's room as Harry came upstairs, "Hey darling, we've got little picky bits downstairs, do you want anything?" He shook his head, looking back down at his hands, wiping at his eyes. Harry came over, cupping his face, "What's wrong? You've been crying, haven't you?" He nodded, "I don't really want to talk about it, I'm sorry though." "Why are you saying sorry? You can't control your emotions." Draco nodded, "Come here." Harry held out his arms as Draco came over to him, and hugged him, and burst back into tears. Harry held him a little tighter and let him cry into his chest. Narcissa walked upstairs and walked up to her son, "Is everything okay?" "I don't know what's happened." Draco looked up at Harry, "What's going on?" "N-Nothing." "Draco? Talk to me." "Don't want to." Narcissa walked out of the room, letting the two be.

Draco looked at Harry, "Is anything wrong?" "I just don't want you to feel like I'm going to intrude at your house." "It's Christmas Eve, my love, we're meant to be all in love and all happy together." "I'll try and lighten up a bit. I want to sit on your lap when we get downstairs." "Of course you can. We can also get you something to eat too." Draco nodded, and Harry ran one hand along his stomach in attempt to make him laugh. Draco wriggled away from Harry. Harry walked over to him, and lifted him up, spinning him around as Draco buried his face in Harry's neck, hiding his smile. The blonde got put down, walking downstairs to the living room with Harry. Harry sat on the sofa, and Draco came over, sitting down on his lap. Harry wrapped an arm around the blonde's stomach, holding him.

Narcissa came over, "Better?" "Yeah. Sorry about that." James came over, walking up to Draco "Do you want anything to eat?" "I'm okay." Draco got up, walking into the bathroom. Once he used the bathroom, he walked into the kitchen. Harry came in the kitchen, walking up to the blonde, and placed one hand on his waist as Draco looked at him and a little giggle erupted from his throat. Harry looked at him "You are so adorable." Draco smiled, and kissed Harry's cheek softly as Harry kissed his forehead. Draco looked up at Harry, "You okay?" "I'm cold." Harry took his jumper off, pulling it over Draco's head "Take that home with you later." "I will, I'll leave it on for now as I'm quite cold." "Sure, go ahead. You know you can wear my clothes and wear them at home." "Okay." Draco ran upstairs, opening his bag, getting his polaroid camera, walking downstairs to the kitchen where Harry was, pouring himself and Draco a glass of water each. 

Harry put the glasses down as Sirius came in the kitchen "Sirius, would you mind taking a picture?" "Of course not." Sirius took it out of the blonde's hand, as Draco walked over to Harry, taking his jumper off, putting it on the counter, and looked up at Harry. Harry leaned down and their lips came into contact. Slow and gentle. Warm and soft. Sirius took the picture, and waited for it to come up. He took it out, putting it on the side, letting it develop slowly.  Once it developed, Harry walked over to it, "I love it." "I do too." Draco picked the picture up, walking upstairs, slotting it in the back of his phone, and smiled as Harry came upstairs, walking up to him, "You okay?" "Yeah. I just got an email from a music company I applied for." "Yeah?" "I can look into it in January, and if I don't want to, I'll probably look at becoming a bartender." "Alright." Harry sat on the bed with him, and looked at the picture.

It was after Christmas and After the New Year, and Draco was sitting in the living room as Narcissa came into the living room, and ruffled her son's hair. "Hi, sweetheart." "Hi, sorry I have not been completely honest with you, mum." "What do you mean?" "That music job, I didn't get it, but I got a job in a bar, I told the manager that I've got family who like to drink, and he said since I'm going to be working there. You lot can get drinks on the house from me." "No way. Did you let Harry know?" "No, I've got my first shift tomorrow at 12pm when it opens. The manager is highly Autistic so he works upstairs to not trigger his stimming." "Alright, my darling. Is everything okay between you and Harry?" "We're doing great." Draco started blushing at the words coming out of his mouth "My boy is so happy." "I know, Harry makes me happy." "I can tell." Draco got up, walking in the kitchen, getting his phone, walking in the living room.

He looked at his lock screen, and started smiling at a message Harry sent him 'I love you so much beautiful. I can't wait to see you on Saturday. I'm preparing a big surprise for you, my angel.' Draco smiled at Harry's words, and unlocked his phone, responding back, 'I love you too, Harry, so so much. I've got news of my own to tell you, but I can't wait to see you on Saturday and I can't wait to see your surprise on Saturday, I'll probably cry if it's cute xx.' He responded back and went on his gallery, looking at how much fun the two were having already, and couldn't wait to see more of it.