Additional tags: Established relationship, drinking

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Harry stared up at the rough wooden beams on the ceiling and blinked. The world was swimming slightly and he frowned at it. Then he remembered, he was drunk. It was, he was... at a Christmas party, no, a pre-christmas party with friends, lots of friends. He had had a drink, recently, but someone had taken it from him and now he was laying on the couch staring at the ceiling. He wasn't really that drunk, somewhere passed buzzed and treading in the beneficent shallows of drunk but not really one or the other properly. Beneficent. Beneficent, what a fantastic fucking word. He wasn't sure what it even meant-

The wireless was playing christmas songs and Harry perked up as it switched songs and started singing along absently, "Last Christmas, I gave you my heart~ But the very next day, you gave it away~"

"Must you take up the whole couch, Potter?" Draco sighed.

Harry broke off from his singing and grinned up at him. With some difficulty, he grabbed the back of the couch and pulled himself up.

Draco sat down and Harry dropped back down, his head falling onto Draco's lap.

Draco glared at him, "How much have you had to drink?"

"Too much an' entirely not enough." Harry bemoaned, reaching up and sliding his hand along Draco's cheek and down his chin, "But is better now." His hand dropped back to his chest.

"Really now?" He arched one perfect fucking eyebrow at Harry.

Harry was still grinning like a fool. He turned his head as the christmas song caught his attention again and caught on to the end of the verse, "-you gave it away~ This year, to save me from tears~ I'll give it to someone special~"

"What are you giving away?" Draco asked.

"My heart," Harry said, looking back up at Draco.

"Muggle music is really so strange," Draco mused, cocking his head as he listened to the song round out to the last refrain.

Harry happily sang the verse one more time, it was one of his favourite christmas songs because it was just so pretty and lovely to sing, "Last Christmas, I gave you my heart~ But the very next day, you gave it away~" He watched Draco mouthing along to the words silently, whispering the last two he had heard Harry sing already, "This year, to save me from tears~ I'll give it to someone special~" Harry smiled at the low thrum of Draco's voice, audible to only him.

Draco's hand gently threaded through Harry's hair and he asked, "Who are you going to give your heart then?"

Harry laughed and then relaxed into a gentle smile, "I can't give 'way something I haven't got any more." He reached up and pressed his palm against Draco's chest, " 'S right here."

Draco stared down at him and shook his head slightly, "You're a complete sap and absolutely hopeless, Potter."

"You're a Potter too, you know," Harry said.

Draco placed his hand over Harry's, "Oh, I know," he lamented playfully, brushing Harry's hair back and kissing his forehead.

"What 'bout your heart?" Harry said softly, happily losing himself in Draco's dove grey eyes.

Draco smiled, "You're taking very good care of it."