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Harry REALLY hated winter. Maybe it was from the time the Dursleys locked him out on Christmas day when he was seven. Maybe it was when the snow was so heavy not even a Dursleys house could keep warm and they took away his thin blanket so Dudley could be a little warmer.
But here he was bundled up in thick winter clothing walking around the 7th Winter marker this week and it was only Wednesday morning. Being pulled along by his excited boyfriend.
"Come on Harry just a few more stalls before we have lunch and go to the next market," his boyfriend pulled him close with a twirl before kissing him on the nose.
Harry grumbled knowing his boyfriend did that to make him cave in and continue the market hoping "Fine you win Charlie."