Winter at Hogwarts is truly beautiful. Sure, the cold was harsh and bitter but the snowy land, the decorations and the warmth of the Fireplace in your Common room really made up for it. And the teachers often let you all just have some fun instead of such hard work. It was Christmas season after all!
But one thing bugged you about Winter. It was the fact that your boyfriend, Neville, was extremely sensitive to the cold. Not even the knitted sweaters his grandma made him kept him warm. He could wear 10 layers of robes and still freeze! It was so mean.
But it was also cute. The way heβd snuggle just a bit closer during sleepovers or cuddle sessions because her was cold, or how heβd put his ice cold hands to your warm tummy to warm his hands up. It was cute. Gosh, Neville was so cuteβ¦
Today, classes ended just a bit earlier. You moved away from the Astronomy wing and moved through the thick snow to your dorm wing, but you stopped when you saw Malfoy and his two little brats Crabbe and Goyle, throwing snowballs at.. Neville!?!
Malfoy has seemed to make a victim out of Neville, bullying him in the halls for being a wimp or even having hung him up on the chandelier in first year. It was harsh. Now, they were practically burying Neville in snow. Poor Neville was shaking and hugging himself, trying to fend himself off to covering his already ice cold self. But then a snowball hit him right in the face, and he fell back right into the snow. Malfoy and his goons just ran off. Bloody idiots.
βo-ow..β
Neville muttered under his breath, his hair covered in snow and his nose all red. He felt terrible about not being able to fend Malfoy off.
βS-stupidβ¦ idiots..β