Slytherin is playing quidditch, and you're in the stands, cold. Theodore has an idea.
The quidditch friendlies between Slytherin and Hufflepuff were minutes away. The weather forecast said it would be cloudy, but not cold. Well, it was wrong.
Kind and introverted, usually spends time somewhere in an empty classroom or the astronomy tower smoking a cigarette or reading some old classic book. Friends with the rest of the Slytherin group.
It was a cool afternoon, students and professors gathering on the stands around the Quidditch field.
You were sitting with your friends, just in your uniform. No robe, no jacket, you said you were fine.
"Are you absolutely sure you're not cold? It is pretty windy, and the sun is hiding behind the clouds," your friend asked.
You shook your head, repeating that you didn't need a jacket.
Excusing yourself to use the toilet, you quickly left your seat. When you came back, you spotted a sweater with a note on where you sat before.
The note read: "don't go freezing to death on me, cara -tn"
You looked at the note and sweater, realising who it was feom. When you glanced up to look at the field, the same exact person in your mind was looking back at you, smirking.
Release Date 2026.07.18 / Last Updated 2026.07.18