So it's been a while. Sorry guys I just got unmotivated to write anything. Also I realize it's literally august but enjoy this wintertime fic.
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"Y/n." I groan and roll onto my stomach, hiding my face from the noise. "Y/n." The voice insists, now shaking my shoulder. I sigh and lift my head to see what's so important that I'm being woken up on a Saturday.
My roommate stands before me with a letter in her hand. "Mattheo told me to give this to you. He said he didn't want to wake you up because you're mean when you wake up." She mutters, dropping the letter next to me. I wait for her to walk out of the dorm before opening the letter.
Y/n, I hope you're not too mad at me for making you wake up. But I'm going to be having a snowball fight with Draco and Tom. They have decided to team up and told me to get my own teammate, so I choose you. Meet me in the courtyard at 11. See you there love.
Your darling, Theo
This makes me laugh because I can't believe Tom and Draco are participating in a snowball fight. This should be both hilarious and entertaining. I check the time to make sure I'm not late. It's 10:30, perfect amount of time to get ready.
I roll out of bed, grabbing my coat and putting on my snow boots. I don't bother to put on anything other than my pjs. I have on my black and white plaid pants and a cropped black tee. I do however slip on one of Mattheo's zip up hoodies that I found in my closet.
I grab my slytherin scarf that I threw on my desk yesterday. Then I start my walk to the courtyard.
-time skip-
"Y/n's here!" Draco yells when I arrive in the courtyard. He has a hat covering his bright blond hair and a really puffy coat on. I start to laugh when I see him. He looks like a little kid, especially with his cheeks turned bright red from the cold.
I'm about to respond when I feel something collide with my back and I gasp loudly. I turn around quickly and see Tom with a snowball in his one hand. "Thomas!" I yell, picking up some snow in my bare hands. He gives me his famous smirk and starts running away from me.
"Me and Draco against you and my idiot brother!" He yells, picking up snow as he runs away.
I turn around seeing Draco kneeling in the snow, making as many snowballs as he can. He senses my eyes on him and looks up. His face immediately drops. I hold up the snowball I just made, getting ready to throw it. "Oh shit." He yelps, trying to run as fast as he can but his ginormous coat is weighing him down. I chuck the snowball, hitting him on the side. He screams and I start to laugh loudly.
Tom and Mattheo come running from around a corner with Tom chasing Mattheo. Tom is taking huge steps, trying to get to him and yelling 'don't run away brother'. Mattheo is running as fast as he can, letting a few laughs slip.
This is the side of these boys that I love, the side of them that doesn't care about reputation or power. The side that just wants to have fun and be teenagers.
Theo sees me and starts running towards me. "Help me!" He screams. I make another snowball in my hand and throw it at Tom but he dodges it. I make another one, focusing on packing it real hard. I look up and see Mattheo coming straight at me with Tom hot on his heels. I take a deep breath and throw the snowball as hard as I can at Tom. It hits him square in the chest and he shrieks. He actually screams like a little girl. This is why I laugh when people say they're scared of Tom. I grab Mattheo's hand and start running around a corner while Tom is still shocked.
We hide behind a bush and I start making a lot of snowballs. "Y/n! You have no gloves on!" Mattheo yells, grabbing my hands.
I shush him, giving him a glare. "You're going to give away our spot!" I whisper yell.
He pulls his gloves off but there's another pair under them. "Thankfully I layered up. You take these gloves, hopefully you don't get frostbite, you stupid." He hands we the gloves and I slip them on, thankful for the warmth they provide.
I continue making snowballs. "I hit Draco earlier but I have no idea where he went. Tom is probably looking for us though." I whisper to Mattheo.
He nods, grabbing a few snowballs from my pile. "Okay, I'll be back." He says before kissing me on the cheek and running out of our hiding spot.
I scoop up all of my snowballs in my arms and also run out of the hiding spot. I hear yelling to the right side of the building so I'm guessing Mattheo and Tom are over there. I go the opposite way. I stop however when I see movement out of the corner of my eye. Draco is hiding under a picnic table. His big coat gave him away. I grin and charge at the table, attacking Draco with snowballs.
"No! I was hiding so good." He screams, getting out from under the picnic table. I just laugh manically until I feel cold down my back. I yelp and jump up, startled. I turn around and see Mattheo with a grin on his face.
I gasp, realizing he put snow down my back. "You're supposed to be on my side Mattheo!" I yell, gathering snow and throwing it at him. It hits his face and makes his hair wet. He gasps, shaking the snow from his hair.
He grabs snow, not even bothering to make it into a snow ball. He comes running at me but I bolt the other way. I trip over a stick in the ground however falling on my face in the snow. I start to laugh hysterically, not caring that my entire body is freezing.
I feel a large body thump on top of me and we both start laughing. I immediately recognize the laugh as Mattheo's. I turn around so my face is facing his face and he looks down at me, still laughing. His cheeks are red and his hair is wet but falling over his face and his eyes seem to sparkle a bit more in the snow.
I smile, reaching up and cupping his face. "You're so pretty." I say, as he stops laughing. He looks down at me with a huge smile before leaning down and kissing me.
"Dude there's hot chocolate in the dining hall!" I hear Draco yell from a few feet away. Both me and Mattheo look to see Draco and Theo's brother looking at us in the snow. Draco is bouncing like a little kid and Tom is pretending to throw up at our kissing.
Mattheo gets up off of me and extends his hand to help me up. I take it and he pulls me up, wrapping his arm around my shoulders when I get up. "Let's get warmed up? Also do you want to stay in my dorm tonight? We could watch a movie or something?" He says, looking down at me. I nod my head and lean into him.
