Harry wrapped his arms tightly around Draco, looking over his shoulder at the shimmering snow that covered the grounds of Malfoy Manor, which had been given to them after the war by the Ministry. Draco tilted his head upwards. "Look Harry, they're beautiful," Draco announced in whispered awe pointing up at the stars in the sky.

"Yes, you are," Harry said lovingly, cherishing all their time together after coming so close to losing one another.

Draco chuckled. "Not me, them."

Harry reluctantly turned his attention away from Draco to the stars. "Still doesn't measure up, but it's a close second."