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You hugged yourself tightly, trying to generate some heat as you rubbed your hands up and down your upper arms. Your sweater scratched against your (s/c) skin, the friction sparking some heat against your cold frame as you quickly walked down the halls of Hogwarts. You were returning from the Great Hall after barely touching your food, and walking the halls was always the part that you hated. There was never a grey area when it came to the temperature of the castle that was Hogwarts. You felt as though you would get hypothermia when you so much as stepped out of a classroom in the colder months, and the warmer days made you feel as if you wer

 Stiles was silent on the other end of the line. Derek could hear the rises and falls of his breathing. Even over the phone he knew that Stiles’s eyes were wet and tears were on the verge of falling from those big brown eyes. “Stiles, I can hear you breathing.” He wanted to yell. No, he wanted to scream. But Derek knew that it would just make things worse. “You can’t just run off like that.” He said the words slowly, and calmly. He said them one word at a time so that Stiles had time to react. “I was really worried about you.” He heard Stiles take in a deep breath over the receiver. “St

“I- uh.” The lanky boy shook his head, his heart racing, “I’m sorry. I di-.” he rubbed the back of his neck, his head was a little bowed as he eyed the ground, hoping that if he thought about it enough maybe his face wouldn’t be so pink anymore. “I just…” out of all the times to suddenly not know what to say, it had to be this time, without a second thought he scrambled upstairs towards his room, as if he could really run away from a full grown werewolf. “Stiles.” Derek started; he shook the shock of his face and was already trailing right behind the normally hyperactive kid w