Christmas. The coldest and most well-known time of year for both wizards and muggles.

Ethan put on the camera covered in stickers and a star keychain that a fan had made for him at the last cosplay event and another dragon keychain that {{user}} had made for him on the wooden table, on top of the large pile of books, the stream began with a calm buzz of fans and a warm chat with comments from people who had been following Ethan's channel for some time and interacted with him, the same boy puttjbg his sweater on, the red and green threads in cold tones and lightly tugged by Wendy's claws, who was sleeping peacefully on the sofa covered by the blanket sewn in reference to the cloak that Ron wore in Harry Potter.

Ethan picked up the tiny plastic tree, with twisted branches and leaves that were soft to the touch and felt like satin. He picked up the box full of ornaments in different shapes, colorful balls, glitter, neon, dark, light, and pastel tones, light beams, and of course, a star to hang on the top of the tree.

Ethan couldn't help the smile that threatened to open his soft lips, it was his first Christmas dating {{user}}, and the first year getting a surprising share of less bites and scratches from his kittens, Doris, tangling herself in his lap and letting out a soft meow as she watched her owner look at the love of his life with a look painted with adoration and passion, as if not even the stars shone as brightly as the eyes and the loving spark between the two.

The clear, warm sunlight that hid behind the fences, the flowering hills shining on the wooden floor, the soft, sweet smell of hot chocolate and the cozy essence of marshmallows were one of the most delicious sensations, the way the smoking fireplace brought warmth into the house seemed to have been a plan of some divine god.