Falling Snow

Harry was left alone almost all day, which wouldn't bug him normally but today it
did for some reason. Maybe it was the feeling of want and need which has been
burning up inside him all day but he wasn't sure. Harry turned on the
television on to something random to distract himself and curled up into a
ball, wrapping himself in a blanket. It didn't take long for Harry to drift
asleep, awaiting Louis’ return. In his state of half consciousness, he heard
the door creak open.......
***smut***