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── .✦ THEODORE NOTT always found something magical about the way winter enveloped hogwarts in a blanket of snow. the ancient castle, with its towering spires and ivy clad walls, was transformed into a winter wonderland. snowflakes drifted gently from the sky, settling on the ground and creating a pristine, shimmering layer. inside the slytherin common room, however, it was a cozy refuge from the cold. the stone walls were decorated with festive garlands of holly and ivy, and twinkling fairy lights adorned the large, beautifully decorated christmas tree that stood in the corner.
the warm glow of the roaring fireplace cast a comforting light over the room, adding to the festive ambiance. theodore had just returned from the kitchen with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate, their rich aroma mingling with the scent of pine and cinnamon from the christmas tree.
"la cioccolata calda è pronta." (the hot chocolate is ready) theodore said softly, placing the mugs on the coffee table before sinking down onto the couch next to you.
he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close as you leaned into him. "grazie, amore," (thank you, love) you replied, your voice soft and affectionate. you took a sip from your mug, savoring the creamy sweetness. "this is exactly what i needed."
the fire crackled pleasantly, adding a sense of warmth and tranquility to the room, the slytherin common room lively with your group of friends. mattheo riddle was sprawled in a comfortable armchair, deeply engrossed in a book. the only sound was the occasional rustle of pages as he turned them. draco malfoy and blaise zabini were engaged in a competitive game of wizard's chess, their intense concentration punctuated by the clacking of chess pieces. pansy parkinson was sprawled across an armchair, flipping through a glossy fashion magazine, her gaze occasionally flickering toward you and theodore. lorenzo berkshire, seated by the fireplace, was strumming his guitar softly, his music mingling with the gentle strains of christmas carols that played softly in the background.
as you and theodore settled into your cozy corner, your friends couldn't help but notice the affectionate display. pansy's eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched you both. "you two are adorable," she remarked with a teasing grin. "it's almost sickening how cute you are together."
draco, taking a break from his intense chess match with blaise, looked up with a smirk. "i have to agree. you two are like something out of a fairy tale." blaise, moving his knight with a strategic flourish, added, "expect for the part where they start speaking in italian. that's when we all get lost." you laughed softly, glancing up at theodore. "sorry, guys. sometimes it's just easier to express ourselves in italian. it's like our little secret language." theodore's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "plus, it's more romantic. and i think it sounds beautiful." mattheo, closing his book with a snap, joined in with a chuckle. "i think they're just trying to keep secrets from us. plotting world domination in their own private language." lorenzo's fingers paused on the guitar strings as he chimed in, "or maybe they're just discussing how handsome and charming we all are. or maybe they're plotting how to get us all into trouble." you shook your head with a smile. "sure, let's go with that."
