#"turn

Whatever this is and whatever it means, it has him, and he has to... do something. He has to take the unknown road now.

"Draco," he whispers, and then abandons the rest of the sentence as he reaches out, threads both hands into Draco's hair and kisses him, hard, before he can think of a reason why he shouldn't. As their cold-numbed lips slide together, Draco's surprise melts into amusement, and his smile curves warmly against Harry's mouth, muffling a soft sigh and grasping Harry's hips, pulling them tightly together as the snow continues to ruffle against their skin.

Harry is in freefall, just hanging on and slipping his tongue against Draco's, impossibly hot and somehow taking him apart from the inside in a terrifyingly new way. The only word he can remember is yes, and it echoes around and around in his head as he kisses Draco until the biting cold is a distant memory.

"Well, I'll admit that I didn't know you were going to do that," Draco murmurs, pulling back at last and reinstating the cold with a nudge of his chilled nose against Harry's neck. "Was it the new coat? Does the snow suit me? Or does all that altruism make you hot?"

Harry grins, regaining a little of his equilibrium. Not much, but enough to keep him upright for a few more minutes.

"Shut up, Draco. And Merry Christmas." ------------------------------------------------- I just read Saras_Girl's fanfic "Turn" on AO3 and thought I should draw this. Merry Christmas everyone! I highly recommend this fic; it's quite good, in my opinion.

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