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Harry woke up to someone playing with the hair on the back of his neck and an occasional gentle kiss on his jawline. Knowing that that someone could only be Draco made him smile, even in his still dazed state.
“’ Morning,” he grumbled, his voice hoarse but warm. He peered through his heavy eyelids to see his favourite person in the world sprawled all over him.
“Hey,” Draco whispered back and angled his head for a kiss in which Harry readily obliged him. “How did you sleep?”
“Good. Your cold feed woke me up a few times though.”
Draco scoffed and pressed his clearly cold feet deeper under Harry’s shins. “I don’t have cold feet.”
“Sure. You also don’t hog the blankets.”
“It’s cold,” Draco said as an excuse.
“It’s warm when you’re with me,” Harry quipped and kissed Draco again.
“It’s warm when you don’t forget to renew the warming charms before bed.” Draco pressed himself more firmly against the furnace that was his boyfriend and then buried his cold nose in Harry’s shoulder. The fact that he could breathe in the authentic Harry Potter scent all the more easily this way was just a bonus.
“They wear out in this weather anyway,” Harry shrugged and absentmindedly began carding through Draco’s hair. Sure enough, only a glance towards the window showed him the endless whiteness of fresh snow and frost gathered during the night.
Harry reached for his wand on his bedside table, temporarily dislocating Draco from his embrace. As soon as a warming charm was cast, though, his body was once again overtaken by a bunch of knobbly limbs.
They lay together for a while, content and half asleep before Harry asked, “Want tea?”
Draco made a muffled noise in response which Harry took for vague agreement. Taking a few more moments to bask in the peace, Harry sighed and then made himself leave the warm cocoon of their bed.
“Nooo, don’t leave!” Draco mumbled into the pillow previously occupied by Harry’s shoulders. He made grabby hands towards his boyfriend which only went to show how close to sleep he was. “I’m cold!”
“I literally just cast a warming charm,” Harry laughed but sat back down next to Draco anyway.
“You’re hotter than a warming charm.”
“Of course, I am. I am the hottest man in the world, didn’t you know?”
“I did know. It’s why I started dating you,” Draco informed him turning to his side to better see Harry’s pretty face.
“So you could use my awesome hot body for your pleasure?” Harry asked and leaned forward, intending to steal a kiss.
“No. To use your awesome hot body as a furnace in January,” Draco said and then grabbed the hand Harry was leaning on, pulling him to lie down. “Come back to bed so I can steal your body heat.”
“What about tea?” Harry tilted his head in question but was already arranging his body so it would fit his cuddly boyfriend perfectly. “It would warm you up.”
“Tea can wait.” It was a decisive decision. “You warm me up just fine.”
Harry snickered and pulled Draco even closer, unable to disagree.