The day after the Yule Ball, Mia woke up in a room that was obviously not hers, she frowned in surprise. One arm slid around her waist and pulled her closer, the other hand stroking her hair.

She froze.

–Good morning.- he whispered in her ear, kissing her gently on the cheek.

That voice...sounded familiar.

When he turned to the side, he found Theodore Nott and remembered what happened the previous night.

Her heart stopped with a shudder.