Trapped in a Winter Wonderlan

Trapped in a Winter Wonderland Ch 5

A/N: Thanx to everyone who read, reviewed, favorited or bookmarked!!! Hope you enjoyed the last update. Well, winter it upon us (in the northern hemisphere that is) and I’m beginning to be in the mood to write this one more and more; and by being in the mood I mean it’s been snowing the last week and change at my school and there’s about 4-6 in of snow on the ground. As always thank you for being such great readers and putting up w/ me and my problem with updating promptly.

R&R

‘Italics’= thoughts

Warnings: Some sexy, slashy, smutty goodness. M/M, Anal, WAFF, HJ, Oral, WIP, SoloM, others to come

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Draco was roused from his sleep by the sound of bacon sizzling and the smell of tea being brewed. Reluctantly, he threw off his blankets and stood up to stretch. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and noticed a dark green robe hanging from the back of the door. Draco made his way slowly towards the door and grabbed the robe and shrugged it on. Draco opened the door and immediately used his arm to shield his eyes and let out a moan of protest to the sudden change in light. The blinds in the bedroom had been drawn but the rest of the cabin was much brighter than the bedroom. Draco stumbled foreword into the living room and hit his shin against the coffee table.

“You fucking son of a bitch!!!! Fucking tosser!!!” Draco exclaimed loudly. Harry hearing Draco’s loud string of expletives turned around from the stove. Draco was half hopping on one leg, trying to keep his balance, while clutching his other shin where he had banged it. Harry couldn’t help himself as burst out laughing at Draco, who was obviously not a morning person. Draco put his leg down and turned around to face Harry who was still laughing. “Shove it up your arse Potter!!” said Draco moodily. This only made Harry laugh harder. Draco grumbled his way over to the kitchen table and sat down and placed his head in his hands. When Harry had finally stopped laughing enough to speak he asked,

“Are you ok?” This only caused Draco to glare and say,

“Sure, right as rain!” Harry continued to snicker as he finished preparing breakfast for the two of them. Harry brought over the tea that had been steeping for some minutes and placed a mug in front of Draco and one at his own place setting. He then went back over and prepared a plate of food for each of them. Draco at the smell of the tea sitting in front of him opened his eyes and sat up. He grasped the mug in both hands and brought it up to his face, letting his eyes fall shut, and just let the steam curl around his nose while he inhaled. Finally Draco brought the cup down and took a slow sip of the warm beverage. He let out a soft moan and the expression on his face subtly changed from sleepy and irritable to awake and content. Harry watched this all with a strange fascination. Never had he seen anyone appreciate a cup of tea as Draco was doing now, as if it was the best thing they’ve ever tasted. He briefly wondered if Draco treated all things with such passion and intensity, but quickly shook his mind away from those thoughts, as they were too close to the ones he was having last night. Harry continued to watch for another moment as Draco took another contented sip before looking away and clearing his throat loudly. He reached for his mug and took a sip of tea just as Draco opened his eyes and looked over at him. “Can I help you?” Draco asked in a contented voice.

“Not much of a morning person are you?” said Harry.

“Not until I’ve had my morning tea, or if it’s a really bad morning, coffee,” Draco responded easily.

“Oh, well I’ll have to keep in mind not to talk to you until you’ve had it then,” Harry said and reached for his mug to take another sip of his tea.

“That wouldn’t be a horrible idea if you like your head where it is,” said Draco only half joking with a sickly sweet smile on his face. Harry returned a hesitant smile of his own. Looking down at his plate he picked up his fork and began to eat. Draco soon followed suit and the two spent breakfast in an easy silence. Draco finished first and got up and began to collect the dirty dishes much as he had done the night before. Harry was again surprised but didn’t let it show. Instead he got up and stretched and said,

“I’m gonna go take a shower,” Draco grunted his response while scrubbing at the pan that was used to cook the bacon. Harry just shrugged his shoulders and walked away. Not wanting to have to reappear in front of Draco barley clothed again he decided to go into the bedroom first and gather some clothing. In the dresser he found a pair of loose fitting jeans and a pair of plain red boxers. In the closet he found a variety of sweaters and settled on a green and black striped one. Slinging his pile of clothes over one arm he made his way out of the bedroom. He noticed Draco was still working on the dishes and stopped to observe him for a moment. He had the sleeves of his robe rolled back and his hair had fallen into his face. Harry smiled softly at the image Draco made. When Draco brought his left arm back to get his hair out of his face Harry noticed something he hadn’t before. Peeking out from under the sleeve of his robe was the dark mark. A sudden wave of coldness swept through him washing away any warm feelings he might have had towards the blonde. Turning away Harry walked into the bathroom and shut the door loudly. Draco heard but chose to write it off as an accident. By the time the dishes were done Harry was done in the shower. Harry was already in the bedroom when Draco went into the bathroom. He showered, taking his time in washing his hair and body.

Harry exited the bathroom while Draco was still in the shower. He still had that cold feeling in his chest despite the warm shower and warm cloths he now donned. He still did not want to face the blonde. Walking towards the door he noticed two set of ice skates. He grabbed the pair that looked like they would fit him and walked out the door. Once outside he made his way to the bench by the frozen pond. Ice skating was one of those things that he had just picked up naturally, like flying. Ginny had taught him one winter during his stay at the Burrow. As he laced up the skates now he couldn’t help but smile. He hadn’t had the opportunity in a very long time to get out on the ice. Standing up he took the two steps required to reach the edge of the ice and stepped on. He glided effortlessly onto the smooth ice. After making a leisurely lap around the decently sized pond he skated to the middle and went into a quick spin. He loved the feel of the cold and the wind rushing through his hair. He came out of the spin and made another lap around the pond. Skating always calmed him down. Now that he thought of it he was being silly for being upset about the mark. He should have known it was going to be there. He also knew that Draco had fought on the right side in the end. Harry thought, ‘So what if he had the mark? He did what he needed to do.’ With that thought in mind he made his way off the ice and onto the bench. He took off the skates and put back on his shoes.


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When Draco exited the bathroom Harry was nowhere in sight. He made his way over to the bedroom and knocked. Surely he wasn’t still in there. When he heard no reply to his knock he opened the door. He wasn’t in here either. He shrugged his shoulders and moved into the room to get dressed. He exited the bedroom fully clothed and scanned the remainder of the house. Still no Harry to be seen. He walked over to one of the windows that looked out towards the pond. Moving closer he saw someone on the pond. Once he got a better look he realized it was Harry and he was ice skating. Draco had caught him just as he went into the spin. Draco couldn’t help but think that he looked just as graceful on the ice as he did in the air. He watched Harry as he skated for a few more minutes and then got off the ice to put his shoes back on. Draco, not wanting to get caught watching, turned away and made his way over to the book shelf. He picked the book he had started to read last night and settled on the couch. Harry walked in two minutes later. He scanned the room and noticed Draco on the couch. He made his way over and sat in one of the armchairs. He felt great after his skate, all his mornings anger forgotten. He smiled when the blonde looked up. Draco returned the smile with one of his own and looked back down at his book. Harry settled back into the armchair and closed his eyes, ‘Who would have thought that two days alone in a snow globe would be all it took to get us to stop fighting?’ His thoughts were interrupted by Draco’s voice.

“So, I didn’t know you could ice skate,” Draco said in a soft voice, not looking up from his book.

“Oh, yeah. Learned a few years ago,” said Harry opening his eyes to look at the blonde. “Do you skate?” Asked Harry. Draco looked up at him for a moment before returning his attention to the book.

“No, mother never let me learn. She said it was too dangerous.”

“Oh, well, if you want, I could teach you,” Harry said, not know how much of the Draco from last night, the one that had wanted to learn to cook like a muggle, was left. Draco once again looked up at Harry. His face was blank as he said,

“You don’t have to you know. I’m not some charity case.” Draco wasn’t sure what to make of Harry’s offers. Harry had looked upset for a moment but quickly let that go. Instead he put on a bright smile and said,

“I know that. I just thought it might be nice to have someone to skate with. Skating is like flying; it’s nice to do alone but always more fun when you have someone to do it with.” Draco contemplated his words for a moment before giving Harry a small smile of his own.

“Fine then, why not! And you still have to teach me how to cook.” Draco reminded him.

“Yes yes,” said Harry waving him off. “In fact, why don’t we start your first cooking lesson now. It’s nearly time for lunch anyway. And after we can have your first skating lesson.”

“Sounds good to me,” said Draco smiling.