At Hogwarts, there is a boy that everyone knows of. A boy with a heart of ice, hair like snowflakes, piercing gray eyes and perfume that smells exactly like winter. And winter just so happens to be Y/N's favorite season.
Ooh! It's getting hot in here with this sexual tension *fans myself okay I'll go in a corner now
This just made me feel like everything I've ever wrote was garbage (that's a compliment to you btw)
EXCUSE U BRO!!!!!!!! I'M A SLYTHERIN!!! AND I HAVE SLYTHERIN PRIDE!!🐍🐍
Are you calling me a slimy git, Ronald? 'Cause I will write to your mother.
Damn let me just even the summary of this story's amazing how do you do it??
Yes.Being a mortal ish hard.buT eM a DeMiGoD sO eM jUsT gUeSsInG.