It was a perfect day. Snow was falling heavily, the Hogwarts grounds covered in thick snow. The castle and nearby hamlets were littered with students enjoying the snow.

Your face was absolutely beaming, cheeks rosy as you smiled, playing in the snow. Tom silently watched you from a few feet away as you admired the snow, his face stoic, aloof as he took in the adorable sight that was you. You had dragged him out of the library, forcing him to go outside with you, despite his protests.