Through the Eyes of Draco Malfoy

Christmas Special✨

A/N: okay first off!! THIS IS SUPPOSED to be kinda cringey (i guess) bc it is PURE fluff ! And am I also just saying that because I've been on writers block for probably more than a year now and it just sucks? Maybe... but like... just support me guys okay😭pretend you like it.. Also thanks for continuing to read this story yall omg I get notifs all the time slayyy

The Christmas tree in the common room was glowing with a warm light of its own, the fireplaces were roaring merrily, and there was little sound in the cold air, all you could hear was the light wind from the snow coming down outside. Christmas morning always had its perks; Draco believed. But for one thing.. there wasn't any reason to be up this early.

I opened my eyes as I heard the rustling of fabric behind me, know full well whose legs were currently pressed against mine. I felt a hand reach over and brush my hair behind my head. I groan, "seriously Potter, I'm so tired,  just let me sleep." I roll over, not wanting to be bothered. Harry knows I'm not a morning person whatsoever, he should know by now not to bother me. "But it's Christmas, Draco. Don't you want to enjoy it?" I slightly turn my heat at him, "no," and then go back to closing my eyes comfortably.

"Oh come on, Draco!" It will be worth it, I promise!" And his voice is suddenly very close, which makes me open my eyes again. I jump up from my laying position, bumping heads with Harry in the process. "OW!" Harry exclaims, laughing, I hold my head from where it was hit, "well don't scare me like that then!" I say.

I get up from Harry's bed and make my way to the bathroom. "What are you doing?" I hear from behind the closed bathroom door. "Obviously, I'm getting ready, Harry. I'm going to have a headache for days now, there's no way I can sleep."  I finish saying, I can feel Harry's smile through the door.

When I'm done getting dressed I make my way out of the bathroom, "so what is so special that you have planned to force me up this early?"

"First off, something really special, Draco. Second off, it's 10am, it's not early." Harry says, but I can hear him regretting every word of his last sentence. I roll my eyes, "it's early to me, we're on break! Unlike you, I need my beauty sleep." I say, teasingly.

Harry stands, handing me a coat, gloves and a hat. "you're going to need these," he smiles. I take them, slowly, "we're.. going... outside? But Harryy do I have to, it's so cold! I'm going to freeze to death!" I plead. "Come on, Come on, I hearby swear that if you freeze to death, I, Harry Potter, will bring you back to life." He says, mockingly, hand on his heart and all. I roll my eyes and walk out the front door to head downstairs towards the outside.

"Ok, I've seen the mountains of snow, can I go back in now!?" I ask as i rub my hand together, the gloves not serving their purpose for warming my hands.

"OW!" I exclaim, as I feel something cold and wetlike hit the side of my face.

"RON! Not the head, dimwit!" Harry yells like a scolding father, reaching out to brush the snow off of my face. He warmly smiles, "snowball fight!" he exclaims like a child. "Really?" I say.

"Say, Harry, could you show me how to make one?"

"You've never made a snowball?" he asks, dumbfounded with my previous question.

I smile, "nope!"

He excitedly shows me how to roll up a snowball perfectly as I hear Hermione and Ron in the distance bickering about how long we're taking, them making their way over towards where Harry and I are.

"Here! See, easy!" Harry happily says, handing me the snowball.

"Thanks," I smile, taking it.

Harry turns towards Ron and Hermione as they finally made their way to us, "so, how are we doing teams?" he asks, brutally interrupted by a snowball to the back. He turns to me, "Draco.."

"Sorry! I couldn't help myself." I smile.

"I'm on Draco's team!" Hermione shouts, as I see another snowball hurdling towards Harry. It hits him center in the back of the head.

"RUN, Draco!" Hermione yells, grabbing my hand and running. Ron and Harry close behind us, getting snowballs ready.

I can't help but smile at Harry. Harry who has made all of my worries go away and who's now trying to make my first Christmas with him worth-while. The day goes by so quickly, having a snowball fight and all four of us heading inside to drink some hot chocolate afterwards beside the common room Christmas tree. I can't think of a single bad thing, and it's all because of Harry. I can happily enjoy my last year at Hogwarts with him and some new friends I've made. Who knows what is in store for Harry and I after graduation...