The room was cold, but not in the normal way.

Snow was falling outside, covering Hogwarts in a layer of snow that was going to be a hassle to trudge through. That wasn't what made the room cold though... No, it was the boy standing in front of you that made an unwanted shiver run down your back.

You were in Mattheo's dorm, sitting on his bed. Your fingers absentmindedly fiddled with the sleeves of the sweater you were wearing. His Slytherin sweater he had lent you a few days ago. Everything was fine a few days ago, but something felt off today. He barely spared you a glance when you entered the room and he hasn't spoken to you in the last half hour.

Mattheo was on the opposite side of the room, packing his bag for Christmas vacation. Mattheo was going to spend most of the vacation with his friends at the Malfoy Manor. Mattheo had been spending a lot more time with them and you were guessing that it had something to do with his father.

"Can't you spend Christmas with me?" You broke the silence that consumed the room. "You spend all your time with them anyway" You added softly.

Mattheo sighed in response, closing his bag before finally meeting your eyes. "Yeah, because they treat me as something other than a monster." He spoke harshly before walking towards his bathroom to grab his toiletries.