Awww! I was thinking of making a little reading marathon out of your ficlets today but this sweet thing melted me so much (and fixed everything crappy about the day in one swift stroke), that I just think I'll take them one a day as a balm of sorts.

And again you paint such strong ambiance images that happily imprint themselves in my mind and refuse to leave (not that I'm complaining, mind you). The whole atmosphere of white grounds and snow crunching under feet, no one around but a little stuffed dragon flapping above and Harry rapidly turning about waiting for Slytherins to pop up behind snow dunes and ridicule him... and Harry and Draco were just yum! Literary equivalent of a cup of cocoa and a warm blanket, this.