𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀

kiss in the snow

"if kisses were snowflakes, i'd send you a blizzard."

warnings: fluff
house: any🤍
wc: 819

admiring the numerous jars packed with colourful treats, you rubbed your arms to try and conjure up some more warmth. as you do, you slightly groan to the strong breeze flooding in with little drops of snow, the shop filling up with coldness.

you look over the the villain that cursed this, but soften your gaze as you watch over the slytherin that just walked in with his two sidekicks. he pulls off his beanie before brushing his fingers through his locks, attempting to pull out any snow that had fallen. you tend to pull away your gaze before he catches you staring.

turning back to what you were looking at, you tend to pick up a chocolate frog and decide that's the only thing you're going to buy out of all of the selections. once paying, you make eye contact with malfoy before leaving the shop, he gives you a sweet smile and a glance over your body. you return the same look, and get a smirk from him before leaving the shop.

-

"shopping for your dream home, you two?" you laugh, getting an annoyed look from ron, and a loud giggle from hermione, "i think it would be great for a couple of kids."

"kids?" ron panics, being grabbed by hermione as she begins to speak, "lets go closer!" she starts to drag ron off on down the pathway, heading towards the shrieking shack beyond us. you laugh and observe the couple scurrying on their ways.

"personally," a familiar voice says, bringing a smile to your face, "i think we could do better."

you turn with a warm smile, your nose tingling to the sheer cold creeping up on the two of you alone. "oh really?" you say, draco stepping a little closer to you, "i'd say so." he grins, stepping a few more times until he's in front of you, - no wind muting your voices.

"are you saying you want to live with me, malfoy?"

he shrugs, "possibly," he snorts, "depends if i can stand your annoying arse all day." you reply with a light laugh, rubbing your nose to try and get some sort of warmth before realizing your hands were just as cold, "here." he says, bringing your hands into his own and caging them. you smile up at him, "i should have brought gloves." he nods with a grin, "probably."

"how much can i pay you to be my personal heater?"

"at least ten galleons."

"only ten?" you say, watching his smile grow soft and sweet, "take the offer before i change my mind, l/n."

you shake your head, "can't i get it for free?"

"no." he mentions, "only hand warmings for free. body warmings, cheek warmings and lip warmings all cost."

"lip warmings?" you cock your eyebrows at him, curious at what he meant. obviously, you had an idea, but you knew draco too well for him to not pull some sort of shit out from his arse. but maybe this time he might pull out something a little more sweeter. "yes. lip warmings."

i pull away from his touch, cold folding over my bare hands instantly, but met with heat as i rummage in my pocket. draco looks over cautiously, his gaze faltering as you pull out ten galleons, "surprise me, snake boy."

he pushes away your offering hand, before snaking one hand around your waist, the other on the back of your neck. he gently pulls you in, slow enough for you to pull away, but quick enough for it to not be awkward. a small smile welcomes my lips as i bring myself in, resting my hands on his chest once i'm close enough, the mere amount between us soon closing off.

cold but sweet, a taste of peppermint accompanying your own lips once you pull away and lick them, "pepper imps?" you say, a soft chuckle in reply as he nods his head, pulling you back into his warmth, wrapping you lovingly in his coat. you look up at him with a giggle, "nice and cosy." "it is." he smiles, leaning down and connecting your lips again.

as he holds his coat around the two of you, his thumbs brush on your lower back as he moves his mouth against yours, the slight howl of the wind growing a little stronger as it swooshes through the trees and the shrieking shack.

one of your hands reaches up to the side of his face, and he jumps back a little, winter hugging your body instantly, "don't do that!" he exclaims, "your hands are so bloody cold!"

all you do is shake your head and laugh at him before taking his hand in yours, the warmth of his black glove giving you a little more happiness when you didn't think it was possible.