"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

"A Million Galleons..." Another Dramione concoction from yours truly!! Smut from cover to cover... you've been warned. I'm not fucking JK Rowling, so don't expect this to be perfect. I'm a storyteller and that's that. "It's not about the accidental typo. It's about the storyline." -Stephen King. All rights and characters belong to the Harry Potter Queen herself, JK Rowling. I write from my own personal perspective and my own interpretations of the Harry Potter World. I bring a fresh new look and I don't always follow the rules of magic, because in my world, there are no limitations to magic and your imagination... So sit back and relax... and drink some bloody giggle water! This is all in good fun! And reading about a romance we all love to dream about...