Draco started a fire in the hearth with his wand before they got too settled and then turned to Percy, pushing him down onto the sofa. "We can eat here if you want," he told him in a low tone, a devious smile curling the corners of his mouth. "Take off all of our clothes and eat pecan pie on the floor in front of the fire." As if to prove his point, the blond stood in front of him, between Percy's knees, and crossed his arms over his chest, pulling his sweater up and over his head.