Revenge is a Dish Best Served Cold - Drarry Drabble

[snugglemint]

Title: Revenge is a Dish Best Served Cold

Author: snugglemint
Word Count: 380
Rating: PG-13
Prompt:
Warning: Alcohol Consumption
Disclaimer: I do not own the pretty toys, they belong to JK Rowling. I merely rearrange them when she isn't looking.
Author's Notes: Sequel to Hot Chocolate.

Harry drank his highly spiked hot chocolate in several gulps, after all where was he going to store it while he shoveled the drive way? The snow? That seemed a little backwards.

The upside to the drink, which was more cinnamon schnapps with a dab of hot chocolate, was that it had him feeling nice and toasty as the burn in his throat spread outward and into his limbs.

Despite the drink, he still found himself dancing around in the kitchen once he’d finished the drive way. It was nice and warm inside but the contrast caused goose bumps to rise all over and a stinging to set into his cold, red limbs.

Draco wasn’t in the kitchen so he made his way toward the bedroom peeling layer upon wet layer off. The snow didn’t like to stay snow long when it was subjected to the warmth of his body. It seemed like he was soaked through to the bone.

Upon opening the door he found Draco all snuggled up in bed. The blonde looked up at him rather groggily and gave a sweet smile, as if he hadn’t done anything wrong earlier. “Done already?”

Harry glowered. “Sure, if you call two hours ‘already’.”

He jumped into the bed and shimmied beneath the covers aching for the warmth that would come when his body heated the blankets enough. Of course, there was also a warm body next to him just begging him to steal it’s warmth. He wiggled closer to Draco, wrapping his arms around him.

Draco seemed rather unphased by the coolness of skin since he had on a long sleeve shirt and just snuggled up to Harry.

Comeuppance was definitely due though and Harry stuck his feet, perhaps the coldest parts of him, onto Draco’s causing the Slytherin to squeak and withdrawal.

Harry just clung on and let his foot slide up Draco warm leg, much to the grievance of the other who started squirming and swatting at him.

“Okay! I get it! I get it! Get your frostbitten feet off meeeee!”

Harry chuckled darkly but eventually did as asked.

The score wouldn’t stay settled, of course, but for now they were even and could enjoy the warmth of each other’s company as they snuggled up in bed.

Comments

[veritas03.livejournal.com]

Yay for snuggling in a warm bed on a cold, cold day!! This was cute!