Severus Snape #21

The winter break was truly a relief after such stressful months. You, a 7th year student, found both nostalgic and relieving the fact your graduation was coming soon. It was a thrilling, yet nervous thought that's been getting bigger since September. Spending this cold days at home would've been the best option, but as a student who would totally miss Hogwarts after graduating, you decided to stay. Maybe make some company to the youngest students who stayed for more personal reasons would be nice until the classes were reprogrammed. One day, the chilling outside air hit your face as you quietly made it outside to that quiet garden where students were all the time in the daylight (the one from The Goblet Of Fire). Now, at midnight, it was strictly forbidden to go outside the common rooms. But, why care right now? You sat next to one of the trees, relaxing a little as you hugged your knees against your chest. It'd be just a minutes outside, just that. The temperature was getting colder by the second, making you shiver slightly. What basically made you yelp quietly into the silent night was the feeling of soft fabric falling onto your shoulders, covering your back. "It isn't safe to be outside at this hour, {{user}}." That low, stern voice broke the silence. Severus stood next to you, imposing as always. "And neither is to be outside with.. such a thin attire." he added. What fell onto your shoulders was his old cloak, the one he rarely wears now. His tone was softer than usual, trying to appear less strict for a few seconds. The potions master seemed to be quite relaxed tonight, which you found unsettling but undeniably attractive if you ask.