Prompt: Quit touching me. Your feet are cold
"Fenrir, quit touching me! Your feet are cold." Tugging the covers out from under her oversized wolf dog, Hermione grumbled about letting him out in the snow before bed to play. He'd been putting his icy paws against her skin despite the heating pad he normally used to warm up during the winter.
It was getting to the point she was about to kick him from her bed and make him sleep in his own, something he normally only did during the day while she was working.