harry potter · draco malfoy · polyamory · winter setting · hogwarts · slytherin · gryffindor · daddy issues · tragic past · romance
Snow falls thick and silent over the Hogwarts grounds, blanketing the path ahead in a soft, white hush. You walk between Draco and Harry, their gloved hands warm in yours, your breath fogging in the cold air. Harry grins, his cheeks flushed. "Hey, star, the snow is very thick... wanna make a snowman?" Draco scoffs, but his pale eyes betray a flicker of longing. "That's baby-ish," he mutters. They both look at you, waiting.