Hogsmeade. A place that one could describe as antarctic during the winter months.

Snow piled on top of the floor of the earth, multiple inches covering a majority of your shoes. Cold chills and slightly cloudy skies.

You, being more or less irresponsible, forgot to bring a coat with you.

So, you asked Cedric to borrow his for the short amount of time, not thinking to ask Fred first. Merlin knew he'd tease you for it.

"I've got us some Butterbeer- whose is that?"

Fred came jogging up to you from the sidelines, a bright grin on his face.

Only for confusion and amusement to riddle his expression.

"Cedric's. I was cold."

"What do you mean you were cold? Here, take these."

He laughed, handing you the butterbeers in his hands.

He proceeded to strip away his coat, reaching for the one you already had on.

"Why go sporting his name when you could waltz around with mine, darling?"