December Stories 2020

December 5th

Word Count- 883

Prompt- Sweaters

HARRY'S POV

I quickly pull the red knitted sweater over my head and pull it down to my waist. There's a big golden H on the front written with swirls. Mrs. Weasley gave me this wonderful sweater last year and every Christmas I wear the one she makes me. This is the most recent because every year the lettering gets more and more intricate and detailed. She does a splendid job on them and I treasure each one dearly. As I look myself in the mirror, I can see the sweater hugs my body quite nicely. My messy black hair is sticking up all over the place. I see my cheeks are a rosy pink and- oh. My glasses are crooked. I quickly fix them so they are perfectly perched on the edge of my nose. I nod my head and turn to walk out the door, only to see Draco leaning against the doorway. There's the classic Malfoy smirk placed along his lips and see his eye me up and down.

"You should have knocked." I tell him, walking over with a smile on my face.

"Well I kept calling and banging on your door, but you still couldn't hear me. I know you are blind but are you deaf as well?" He asks me, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course I can hear!" I snap at him, coming over to him. Now I'm looking down at Draco, staring into his silver eyes intensely. "Just not very well." I mumble under my breath, going back to the mirror to see if I can fix my hair. Is so tangled and I have no idea how to fix it.

"Just come downstairs when you're ready. Don't take too long love." Draco says, and I see a soft smile appear on his lips as he leaves. Heat quickly rushes to my cheeks and I can see them turn a dark scarlet. I spend the next ten minutes trying, and miserably failing, to get my hair to look decent. I even tried using magic but that only made my hair even more fluffy. "POTTER IF YOU DON'T COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT I AM STARTING THIS MOVIE MARATHON WITHOUT YOU!" I hear Draco scream from downstairs. I quickly scramble to grab his final present and race down the stairs as fast as my feet will carry me.

"Coming!" I yell from the top, hearing my voice echo down the stairwell. My feet slam against the dark colored wood as I finally make it to the bottom. I'm meet with Draco laying across all of the couch cushions, hands resting against his stomach. My eyes look up and down his body before I can stop them. Suddenly Draco sits up and lays against the back of the couch. I take this as an opportunity to sprint at Draco and jump on him. I dive towards the couch cushions, straight into his stomach. I make sure to place my hands on either side of him too the lessen the blow.

"HARRY, YOU BLOODY GIT!" Draco screeches in my ear.

"I have a present for you!" I shout through his screams, tickling his sides.

"NO! STOP! HARRY-" Draco's shouts are cut off by his loud giggles and laughs. I stop when I can see tears coming out of his eyes and his face is flushed a bright cherry red. I remove my hands and he pushes me away. I fall back into the couch, a huge grin spread across my face. "I don't like you anymore." Draco huffs, blowing a piece of stray hair out of his face.

"I love you too." I say, grabbing the present from where I threw it on the couch. "This is for you." I say holding the bright green packaging towards him. He hesitantly takes the gift from my hands and places it in his lap. He narrows his gaze at me and a put my hands up in surrender.

"You already got me a present this year." He states and I nod my head slowly.

"And?" I ask, wiggling my eyebrows.

"So why would you get me another one?" He asks me suspiciously.

"Who said it was from me?" I tell him and he narrows his eyes. Carefully, he opens the package, tearing off the wrapping, bit by bit. His eyes widen in surprise as he picks up the dark green colored sweater. A beautiful gold D is written in cursive with many swirls.

"Harry...did you ask Mrs.Weasley to make me a f-family sweater?" Draco asks, his voice cracking. I shake my head, a small smile appearing on my lips. I hear a sob come out of his lips, echoing around the room. He quickly pulls the sweater over his head, hands coming up to cover his face.

"Come here Draco." I say softly and he quickly comes and crawls into my lap. I tightly wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him as close to me as possible.

"I-I have a family, Harry. I have a family." Draco states, tears falling down his cheeks and making a wet spot of my sweater.

"You've always had a family, Draco." I whisper in his ear and his sobs echo around the room once again.