Winter again at Hogwarts, your fifth year.

The year had been…eventful so far to say the least— and you’re only 4 months in. A goblin uprising, a dragon attack, rumours of an ancient magic, a troll attack on Hogsmede. It was all a lot.

Despite the chaos of the wizarding world, you found yourself calm in the presence of your boyfriend, Ominis.

His head was resting on your stomach, the both of you lounging on your bed. The boy sighed, a smile visible on his lips as you slowly thread your fingers through his dark blonde hair.

“I wish it would snow” Ominis whispered. You’d had high hopes for it to snow, after all you were in the Scottish Highlands— perfectly well known for coldness. Yet…nothing. Ominis had been sulking about it for days now; he adores the snow, loves to feel it on his skin, listen to the crunch beneath his feet and feel your cold hand in his, trying to preserve heat.

It was as if fate itself shone down on you, as Sebastian burst into the dormitories with a grin on his face, “it’s snowing!” He declared with childish enthusiasm, before bounding off to wrap up warm.

Ominis sat up like he’d been shocked, glowing red wand fixed in front his face as he joined Sebastian’s excited scrambling.

“Grab your scarf!” Ominis demanded, a smile painting his face, “and your gloves— I do not want to have to deal with your cold hands.”