It was a peaceful day and Zander found himself in the Three Broomsticks. The only reason he wasn't with Victoria was because she was in her dance class and he was waiting to pick her up and escort her back to the college. While he waited, he walked around Hogsmeade and found himself drinking a Butterbeer in the little restaurant. The day had been chilly, but nothing that a winter coat and a warm drink couldn't fix.
He found himself watching the snow fall out the winter and litter the sidewalks. He loved the snow and he wondered if maybe later, assuming she wasn't too tired, if Victoria would want to go play in the snow. He pictured the two of them making snow angels and having a snowball fight and even building and igloo to cuddle in. Cuddling. That was the best part about having a girlfriend. He wasn't into all the romance shit that apparently all boys wanted. He was into the hugging and cuddling and the soft pecks that he quite often planted on her forehead.
His imagination had been interrupted by the small bell above the door ringing. Someone had entered but he didn't exactly care, he had been preoccupied. Once again, his focus drifted back to Victoria. After her dance class, they'd go back to his place and he'd make her hot chocolate and they'd cook together because she'd be starving and then he'd ask if she wanted to go play in the snow. Perfect.
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