you were prestigious and pristine. bred into a pureblood family, raised with high expectations and morals. you were destined to become the gryffindor’s princess, or atleast that’s what your parents told you.

meanwhile, theodore, on the other hand, was brought up with cruelty and pride. he was known as egotistical— a womanizer. without forcing it, he was given the name; the prince of slytherin.

you hated him, he hated you— naturally.

it was early december, snow had just began to fall and so did everyone’s values. house’s mixed, parties got more frequent, study sessions had dropped. well, except for some (including yourself). even hufflepuffs and slytherins were friends. but you stuck tightly to your friends, gryffindor friends, and theo did the same.

it was end of the school day and everyone was walking towards the great hall for supper. the open corridors trailed in the crisp evening air and frozen leaves. after a small trip to the library with hermione, you both finally became peckish and set off towards the hall. your uniform laid back with your shirt untucked and tie loosened, a few holes here and there spotted on your tights.