Christmas Story 2018 - In the Spirit, part 9 (H/D)
Jan 05, 2019 12:51
Title: In the Spirit - Part 9 Author: sesheta_66 Prompts used: slythindor100’s early bird prompt 17: lights on snow-covered branch (picture under the cut) and dracoharry100’s prompt 17: fairy lights Word Count: <1K Rating: PG, for now Warning: none Summary: Harry had a rough Christmas last year, to say the least. But things are looking up this year, and he plans to embrace the season, even if he is still single. Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended. Author's Notes: Written for the slythindor100 Early Bird 25 Days of Draco and Harry and the dracoharry100 Christmas Challenge.
Harry, opting to walk the last stretch to Andromeda’s house, found himself glad he’d made that decision. All the homes on the street were decorated for Christmas, most with lights that shone off the recently-fallen snow. He found himself humming Deck the Halls as he made his way to her door and rang the bell.
"Uncle Harry!" Teddy greeted him, flinging the door wide and showcasing their own tree inside. This tree, unlike the ones outside, had real faerie lights like Harry’s at Grimmauld Place. The Muggle decorations were beautiful, and they did an admiral job, particularly when the lights flickered, but there was nothing quite like magical decorations.
"Hey, little man," Harry said. "Long time, no see!"
Teddy rolled his eyes and ran into the house, leaving Harry to follow. When he caught up to him, it was to find him with the sled Harry had dragged out the last time he’d visited. "We can go later today, yeah? It snowed!"
Harry grinned. "That it did. Sure, why not?"
"And Draco can come too!"
Harry looked from his godson to Andromeda and back. "Er ... why would you say that?"
"Draco and Aunt Narcissa are coming over later, for dinner. I thought he could join us."
Harry looked at the dining table and, sure enough, it was set for five. "Oh, you did, did you?" Andromeda shrugged when he caught her eye. "And does Draco know that he’s joining us?"
Unfazed, Teddy said, "Well, no. But that’s okay. I’m sure he’ll love it."
Harry chuckled, remembering how Malfoy had always taken cover during snow-related activities outdoors. Well, when he thought about it, most of the Slytherins had done the same. Then again, perhaps they only did that around the other houses. They might very well have had incredible snowball fights when out of sight of everyone else. "I look forward to seeing his reaction."
Andromeda snorted. "Indeed. And my sister’s as well."
Harry smiled. "I didn’t know others were joining us."
Another shrug. "Teddy said he wanted you to join us the next time we went to the manor, but I rather thought it might be nicer to do something here." Without Lucius she left unsaid.
"Probably best," Harry agreed. It might be amusing to watch the senior Malfoy try to choke down his food while Harry joined him at his table, but probably best for Teddy this way. "Do you need a hand with anything?"
"Oh, no, Harry. I’ve got everything going already, and just a few last-minute things to do. You spend time with Teddy."
"Sounds like a plan." He turned to Teddy and asked, "What say you and I build a snowman while we wait for the others to arrive?"
"Definitely!"
Harry was thankful to have time outside to wrap his head around the fact that he was about to sit down to dinner with Malfoy and his mother. He had spoken to Narcissa only twice since the war - the first time to thank her for what she had done, and the second when she’d thanked him for testifying at Draco’s trial. Both times had been comfortable enough, if formal, but not what he would call friendly. He wasn’t sure how he felt about dining with her. Malfoy would be fine - after all, they’d survived their brief encounter over hot chocolate the other day - but Harry wasn’t so sure about his mother.
Teddy interrupted his thoughts with a snowball to the face.
"Hey!"
Teddy burst into giggles right up until Harry pummelled him with an avalanche of snow he summoned with his wand.
"Hey! No fair!" he spluttered. "I don’t even have a wand yet."
"Well, you should have thought of that before throwing a snowball at your godfather." He waved his wand again and the snow lifted off Teddy and transformed itself into a snowman-sized lounge chair that McGonagall would have been proud of. "All is fair in love and war, little man. And this is war!"
He put away his wand and grabbed handfuls of snow, forming them into snowballs and pelting them at Teddy in quick succession, while Teddy did his best to get Harry too. They spent the next half hour ignoring the half-constructed snowman in favour of landing as many projectiles on each other as possible, all concern about dinner discomfort swept away for a time.