The next morning, Sage awakes in Mattheo’s arms as she fell asleep in his dorm. 

She sits up trying not to wake Mattheo but fails. 

“Morning, love,” he says opening his eyes. “Good morning.”

“What time is it,” he mumbles putting his head back on his pillow. “Probably around 11:00,” she says. 

“We should go on a date today. There’s a trip to Hogsmeade in an hour,” Mattheo says surprising Sage. 

“Oh that’d be nice, curly fries. Just let me get ready,” she says walking into the bathroom.

“I told you not to call me that!“

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“Where to first, love,” Mattheo asks holding Sage’s hand as they walk through Hogsmeade.  

“Honeydukes? And then after we could get some butter beer,” she suggests. 

He nods and they walk into the sweet shop, completely oblivious to the figure dressed in all black with a mask who was watching them. 

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“Oh my god, and then it just blew up in his face,” Sage laughs with Mattheo as they enter his dorm. 

“I have to admit, the Weasley twins are excellent pranksters,” he said smiling. 

All of a sudden, an owl was heard at the window and it was carrying a package. Mattheo opens the window letting the owl in and it drops the parcel right in front of Sage. 

“That’s strange. I never get any mail,” she said, inspecting it. 

“Open it, I want to see what it is.”

Sage opens the package and pulls out a snow globe. 

It was a very pretty snow globe. It had a moon that seemed to be floating in the center, going through the phases. 

The only thing was, this snow globe, belong to Salem. It used to be Sage’s but she gave it to him after her father left. 

She sat down on the bed unsteadily, dropping the globe but Mattheo caught it. 

“What’s wrong,” he asked, kneeling in front of her. 

She didn’t respond and instead picked up the wrapping from the packaging. 

‘I know about you and my son, Sage. I have ultimate power over you and him now,’ a note on the paper wrapping read. 

“He’s knows,” she whispers. “He went to my house. He stole Salem’s snow globe. He knows about us Mattheo.”

“Who knows,” he asks confused.

“Voldemort,” she says, tears forming in her eyes. “I have that globe to Salem. Voldemort went to my house and found it. What is he going to do to us?”

“This isn’t good. He must’ve had one of his Death Eaters come and spy on us. This is all my fault. You’ll be in danger now because of me,” he exclaims. 

“No, it wasn’t. We just have to figure something out-“ Sage started to say but was cut off as another owl flew through the window. 

This time it was a letter addressed to Mattheo. He opens it a begins to read out loud. 

“‘Dear Mattheo, I know about your little girlfriend Sage. I am not mad as she is not a mudblood and she’s in Slytherin. I made a little pit stop at her house in America and thought to give her a gift I know is very sentimental, considering everything with her brother. I request that you bring her with you to the manor over holiday break. If you choose not to, she will be sure to suffer the consequences.

Sincerely,

The Dark Lord’”

“Oh no no no no no no. He wants to meet you! This can’t be happening,” Mattheo whispers pacing across the room. 

Sage doesn’t react but instead grabs the snow globe and turns a knob on it. The globe starts playing a lullaby and she starts to tear up. 

“Oh Sage,” he says, sitting next to her and enveloping her in a hug. “I haven’t seen this in forever. It reminds me so much of him,” she says. 

“I’ll be ok. I’ll come with you during the holidays and we’ll figure something out,” she said running a hand through his hair. 

He sighs before saying, “ok.” 

“We should protect go to bed. We have classes in the morning.” She grabs her stuff along with the snow globe and starts to walk towards the door. 

“Can you stay with me?”

Sage turns around and gives him a small smile, mumbling an, “ok.”

She lays next to him and they start to cuddle. “I just got deja vu,” Mattheo says with a small chuckle. 

“Shh. Go to sleep before I leave,” she jokes closing her eyes.