the great hall smelled of winter-y air, fake snow fell from the magical roof as you and mattheo worked on setting up the decoration for the yule ball, it was the punishment for detention, mattheo had gotten caught pulling a prank and dragged you into it, causing both of you to get detention by snape, you were fuming with anger at the riddle boy, you didn’t do the prank but yet you were forced to be detention with him.

Mattheo couldn’t stop smirking; this was his plan the whole time—force you to her detention with him, spend more forced time with him.

You were on the other side of the great hall, standing on an extremely tall ladder as you put decorations on the Yule Ball tree. Mattheo was handing you ornaments for the tree; one hand was resting on your ankle in case you fell, and the other was holding up the small box of ornaments for you.

You huffed quietly as you held onto the top of the latter, “Merlin, I hate this and you.” You grumbled as you stared down at him; you shifted your foot slightly, trying to kick his hand away.

Mattheo grinned and gripped your ankle tighter as he smirked up at you, “Please, you love this; any girl would be excited to spend an evening decorating with me.” His smirk widened when he saw your unamused expression.