Hogwarts Christmas .ೃ࿔ T.N · Y/n story by @prettyinpinks

The living room was warm, the fire crackling low in the hearth as snow piled silently against the tall windows. A book lay open on your lap, though your attention had drifted to the soft fall of flakes outside.

Atlas Avery

—so I nailed Potter right in the face with that snowball, you should've seen Draco's face, I thought he was going to pass out.

Theodore Nott

Real funny.

That voice. You knew it before you fully turned your head.

Atlas Avery

vaults over the back of the couch and lands beside you, making the leather creak Sup, sis.

Theodore Nott

finds a spot on the other side of Atlas, leaning back into the cushions Hey, Y/n.

Atlas Avery

grins, slinging an arm over the back of the couch Mother said Theodore could stay with us for winter break. Won't that be fun?