The Way Things Work

Chapter Seventy Eight

Did that seriously take us three hours?" You laughed as you and Harry stood back and stared at the naked tree; all you had done was set it up. 

"I think it was closer to three and a half." He joked. 

"Well now for the fun part!" You lunged forward and grabbed the box of ornaments Harry brought up. He smirked and walked over and you both started placing the decorative pieces on the tree. You hung the lights, the star and the garland and stepped back. "It's so perfect." You sighed. 

"No it's not." 

"Why? What's wrong?" 

"It doesn't have this." He smiled before shifting to the kitchen. He maneuvered around the island and opened the cabinet and grabbed a box off of the top shelf. 

"What's that?" 

"Well, I bought it a little bit back. I thought it would be special." He smiled as he placed the box on the counter. You slowly opened it and there was a single ornament. It was a pink heart with a couple sitting in front of a fireplace. In small stars was written 'Forever' across the top. 

"Harry." Was all you could get out past your cheesy smile as you fell into his arms. 

"So you like it?" 

"I love it, thank you for all of this." 

"All of what?" 

"Everything, the tree, the ornaments and this one in particular." 

"Well I thought maybe it was time we started our own traditions, what do you think?" 

"Finally." You sighed as you both placed the little heart front and center. 

"I love you so much Sam." 

"I love you too Harry." You smiled. "Why don't we sleep out here tonight?" 

"Sure, another new tradition." He smiled as he kissed your forehead. "I'll go grab the sheets, do you want to slide the coffee table over?" 

"Sure." 

He walked out with three comforters and two sheets and tossed them on the ground and walked back in to grab about ten different pillows. "{Guess we'll be camped out here for a while?" You smirked. 

"Who knows, maybe a lazy day tomorrow." He winked. 

"Just what I love." 

"With who I love." He added as he spread the sheets out across the floor. "My clothes?" 

"Of course! Who else's? You don't actually think I'd where mine do you?" 

"I would hope not, because you look sexy in mine." 

"Oh, just keep walking." You laughed as you pushed him toward the room. 

You both got changed into his boxers as he left his shirt off and you threw on a large tee shirt. You walked back out and dug yourself under the sheets and blanket as you turned on the fire. The flames flickered as you talked but soon it was more than talking. He pulled you close and rolled on top of you as he kiss you fully. He continued to pull your bodies together even though there was no space between you anymore; it was as though all he wanted was to be with you. You ran your fingers through his hair as he propped himself up yet still kept your bodies connected.