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go away nina
( ' It's cold but he doesn't really feel cold, hands rubbing against each other as he walks, letting his shoes sink against the pile of snow. He shouldn't be out, it's dangerous for him, they’d say. But there’s a thing about Nina and company-- and snowmen ) hurry there’s a good pile here ( ‘ he cheers, like a kid because it’s nice to be a kid again sometimes )
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All I Want For Christmas (is you)
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Laurent thanked the high heavens when Mother sent an owl, telling him to stay at Hogwarts for vacation instead of coming home; Father wanted to country hope in eastern Europe than throw another charity ball for Christmas at one of their vacation spots.
It was for the best, honestly; Laurent didn’t have to force himself into some monkey suit and he didn’t need to hear about whose dad was fucking who’s daughter and which family went bankrupt again. Instead, Laurent took pleasure in oversleeping, eating plate after plate of food, and doing as he pleased. Which is why he happily made his way to the Great Hall, already wondering if he could beat his record of drinking six glasses of pumpkin juice. That is, until he ran into a familiar face at his favorite spot.
Laurent stood at the end of the table, eyes unblinking, as he watched Nina take a delicate sip from her cup. His hands balled into fists and wondered if there was anywhere else he could sit but there was only food left on the table she was seated at.
Taking a deep breath, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and made his way over to Nina, head bowed and voice low.
“Hey,” he quietly started as he stood in front of her. “is this seat taken..?”
"This is the ugliest sweater I've ever worn... I love it!"
have yourself a merry little christmas: closed!
“i can get you something else like a coat or a purs— wait, y-you do?” she asks, shell shocked and wanting to make sure she heard the other girl correctly. it makes her second guess feeling regretful for having decided to personally knit nina a sweater instead of buying her an actual gift for christmas. honestly speaking, the ravenclaw is far too beautiful and fashionable for any of ara’s knitted creations but she wanted to give her friend something special and meaningful for the holidays thus the decision to slave over the garment for hours. thankfully, the recipient seems to love it?
nina smooths her hand down the sweater’s front and grins at adara and the latter’s heart does a flip, excited and relieved at the same time. “i’ll practice knitting so that next time i can give you a really beautiful sweater like the ones you see in those muggle fashion magazines. merry christmas, nina!”
“It’s snowing outside!”
tis the season ! – ❀
eyes instantly light up with childish curiosity, the hufflepuff naturally all too eager to catch a glimpse of the sparkling white flakes blanketing the castle grounds. a hand reaches to take hold of her classmate, urging her to follow behind as she scurries to the closest window. a grin immediately spreads across her lips, iris pivoting to beam at her friend. "let's go play outside!"
“I burnt my hand trying to roast chestnuts.”
It's another day for Herbology class, the greenhouse seems to smell like roasted herbs and shrubs. He adjusts his apron, tries not to mentally curse at how it has ruined the suit he’s wearing. He walks around, looking over the students before he hears a remark. He looks over her hand, instantly observing that it isn’t really a serious burn.
“Did the world end when you burnt your hand? no” he replies, jokes-- he feels cool that way.
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“You smell like cinnamon.”
he is nothing but a crisp and clean scent – a perfect combination for his overly transparent personality. but it’s the holidays and someone in the hufflepuff common room threw in an exploding gingerbread house; jongdae was unfortunately there and his clothes are now festively sweet – he hates it.
“well, happy holidays.” he throws his arms up, much after becoming a walking bath bomb for christmas. “go on, laugh.” jongdae hopes she doesn’t.
“But it’s cold outside.”
He's not really the type of guy to spend so much effort-- yet alone company hardly makes him comfortable, it's just how he is-- it’s just what makes him Jung Jaewon now. But he’s been exposed to the muggle movie called “Frozen” and ever since, he has always been itching to ‘build a snowman.’ With some tough luck, he figures to just bug the hell out of Nina to play with him. He wraps his hand around her wrist, tugging her softly towards the door.
“But I want to make Olaf” he says, like a child that he forces he isn’t.
“That’s the cutest snow angel I’ve ever seen.”
peter laughed and grinned. “think so?” boredom and unfeathered thoughts might be what got him here on his particular day. amidst the cold and wet floor of the castle, visible to everything and everyone. “wanna know what’s not cute? snow in your pants.”
