|Torina Archelda (torina_archelda) wrote in severus_sighs,|
@ 2009-12-16 20:37:00
|Entry tags:||drabble, member: torina_archelda, pairing: severus/harry, rating: pg|
Sleigh Ride by Torina Archelda
Title: Sleigh Ride
Word Count: 401
Summary: Harry has a surprise for Severus.
A/N: For calanor, who needed some cheering up. Hope you enjoy it, dear. *hugs* Thanks to whitecotton for the beta!
Severus marked his place in his book and looked up with a sigh. “Yes?” He frowned at Harry, taking in his reddened cheeks and snow-flaked hair. “What the devil have you been doing?” he asked, standing and brushing the snow from Harry’s shoulders. “You’ll catch a cold.”
“I wore a coat!” Harry replied, tugging on Severus’ hand. “Come on, grab one for yourself. I’ve got something to show you.”
Severus followed reluctantly, allowing himself to be maneuvered into a heavy coat before stepping outside. “Really, Harry, can we not save the outdoor gallivanting for a warmer season—”
He stopped abruptly as they turned the corner, staring in shock at the ornate silver sleigh resting a quarter-inch deep in the snow. At its front were eight small reindeer, pawing the ground and playfully butting heads. Against the background of snow and illuminated by the lights Harry had insisted they install the summer before, Severus had to admit it made quite a pretty sight.
“What do you think?” Harry asked nervously, rubbing his hands together to ward off the cold. Severus turned to him and took those hands in his own, making soothing circles on Harry’s skin.
“It’s beautiful,” he said simply, and Harry grinned as Severus gathered him into his arms.
“Want to take a ride?” Harry asked, his breath crystallizing in the few inches that separated their faces.
Severus leaned in and kissed him. “I’d love to,” he replied, keeping an arm wrapped securely around Harry’s waist as they made their way over to the sleigh.
Harry slid in first, dusting a light layer of snow off the seat as he went. Severus climbed in and took a seat beside him, and Harry reached forward and grabbed the reins. He pulled them back and entwined the fingers of his left hand through Severus’, the soft leather of the strap pressed between their palms.
“You going to say it with me?” Harry asked softly, a grin on his face as he rested his head against Severus’ shoulder, pressing a kiss to the curve of his neck.
“Hardly,” Severus drawled, tightening his grip on Harry’s hand and resting his chin on his head. “Though I suppose I could endure another rendition on your part.”
Harry grinned and shook the reins. “On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer, on Vixen…”
Severus snorted. Vixen, indeed. He kissed the top of Harry’s head and closed his eyes, then leaned back to enjoy the ride.