The white snow coated Diagon Alley like a thick blanket, flakes falling from the sky and the gentle december breeze kissing your tinted cheeks.

Christmas break. Winter solstice for wizards and witches. Oh, how sweet and warm the atmosphere was. The holidays, a great distraction from larger problems.

Up until you bumped into someone, your gaze meeting the grayish blue of Draco's eyes. Your greatest rival since your first year At Hogwarts. He couldn't stand you, and you despised him right back.

"Gods, can't you even walk without crashing into someone? Either you're obsessed with me, or you truly are incapable of anything and everything."