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With the arrival of winter, snow also cos, which always brings joy to everyone, as it is a lot of fun to play in it, making snown, making little angels on the ground, and the best of all... Making a snowball fight!
"Hey Anthony!" I yelled, causing the naive raven to look at , only to get two little snowballs in the face, one mine and one Terry's.
"Arg! That's not fair! Two against one doesn't count!" he exclaid, cleaning the snow off your face.
"Hah, the world isn't fair, Anthony. So then? Are you going to cry?" Terry proclaid, looking triumphantly at Anthony.
"You know...I think he's right," I said, making another snowball.
"Wha--!" Terry turned to , only to receive the sa treatnt as Anthony.
"Hahaha, truth... The world is unfair" Anthony chuckled, looking at Terry, who fell to the ground with his face covered in snow.
"I... I was betrayed..." Terry said with a defeated look.
"Drama queen" I huffed, and then my senses warned of a back attack, but I didn't feel any malice.
I then took a step to the side, dodging the attack, and turned to face the attacker, or more specifically, the attackers.
"Damnit Gred, I told you a sneak attack wouldn't work," George, who had his arm outstretched, said.
"Couldn't hurt to try my dear brother" Fred, who was crumpling a snowball in his hand, said.
"Hoh, so you two were the sneaky attackers?" I said, bending down and picking up so snow.
"It's just that we saw you guys were in a snowball fight, but you still hadn't been hit, and that's not going to be allowed here" Fred proclaid, and I saw his gaze stray behind before turning back to the my face. But I noticed the barely perceptible smile on the two redheads' faces.
"Eh, and what are you guys going to do about it?" I asked defiantly.
"What are we going to do?" George asked seriously. He then cracked a big smirk, "We're going to do this… NOW!" he scread.
As soon as he scread, he and Fred threw their snowballs at , and my senses warned of two…no, three attacks coming from my back.
'A distraction? Smart…' I thought, smiling wildly.
Sensing that the closest attack was coming from my back, with the first being on the left, followed by the attack to the right, I ducked, letting her go over , before jumping to the side, dodging the right bubble and also the snowball from Fred. The last two snowballs, I just leaned to the side, and took a step back, causing them to miss .
And by the ti it took to dodge, Terry, Anthony, the twins, and the mysterious attacker I turned out to be Lee had already made more snowballs. And without giving ti to think, they started the bombing.
I kept dodging all the snowballs they threw at , sotis even catching them midway and giving them back.
But as soon as I was dodging the penultimate snowball, I stepped on a part of the ground that was frozen, making slip, preventing from dodging the last snowball, which hit in the back of the head.
'Damn ice' I cursed, landing on my butt on the snowy ground, where I was then rcilessly bombed.
So I was, there on the ground, covered with snow, while the boys laughed.
"Aha! Where's all that genius of yours now, Ethan?" Anthony asked victoriously, but what he got in response from was a dozen snowballs that hit him square in the face, knocking him over.
"Hahahahaha, here it's!" I said smiling, holstering my wand.
I then got up and went back to the war, prepared to pay the five of them back.
After a few matches, I sat on the floor, looking at Lee, who tried to hit Terry but missed and ended up hitting a passing fourth-year Slytherin.
'It's monts like this that make forget there's a war coming' I thought, with a smile on my face, looking at the boys having fun.
"Stand up Ethan! Or are you already giving up?" Anthony, who saw sitting down, scoffed.
"Hah" I chuckled, throwing my head back, "This war has just begun!" I said, getting up, already with a snowball in my hand.
"That's right, this war is just beginning!" Fred celebrated, but was greeted with a snowball thrown by George.
After that, the boys and I played until late afternoon, with other students joining us, creating a huge snowball battle at Hogwarts.
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After we finished playing, we all quickly went upstairs to our common rooms to change clothes and warm up, obviously forgetting that there are spells that would help with this.
After I changed clothes, I went downstairs to the common room, and sitting in the armchair in front of the fireplace, warming myself with a mug of hot chocolate in hand, courtesy of the house elves, I began to read the letter my parents sent this morning.
The letter was like the others, with them saying they missed , asking how I was at school and about the magic, about my friends, talking about Cele's gas at ho, which made imnsely proud, and asking if I've already received my first detention, and if not, why is it taking so long. And getting a detention is sothing that miraculously hasn't happened yet.
'I miss my family' I comnted to myself after finishing reading the letter.
'What are they doing now?' I questioned myself.
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-Night's House-
"Look honey! Cele is levitating her dolls!" my father shouted excitedly from the living room.
"What's the fuss about? We've seen her do it several tis already," my mom said from the kitchen.
"I know, but still, this is amazing!" My dad said, looking at a floating purple teddy bear.
"Okay fine… Just keep an eye on her and don't let her make too much of a ss!" my mother scread.
"Oka-- Oh! Look! Now Cele is floating too!" my father exclaid, seeing Cele flying upside down while laughing happily
But what my father didn't see was the wooden spoon that was thrown from the kitchen towards him.
*Pah!*
"Ow!"
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'Probably Cele is kidding, and my mom is terrorizing my dad…' I concluded, not knowing that I was basically right about that statent. So I went back to relaxing in the armchair, enjoying the warmth that ca from the fire's flas, which sotis changed color, thanks to a spell cast by a fifth year.
After a while, my mont of relaxation was interrupted by the sound of the bell ringing, signaling that it was ti for dinner.
I then saw Anthony co down from his room and wave his hand at and Terry, who was doing a History of Magic essay at one of the many tables in the common room. After Terry packed up his materials, we prepared to head to the Great Hall.
But before we left, I cast a spell on the armchair I was in. This spell was a prank that would leave whoever sat in the armchair with clothes in Christmas colors, while also leaving the person with white hair.
I just put this spell on so that no one sits in the armchair, as I plan to make it my official resting place.
And obviously, because it's also fun to prank unsuspecting people, especially when they're the boring Ravenclaw scholars.
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-Later in the common room-
"Hey Clarence, why did your hair turn white?"
"What?"
"Oh, your clothes have changed too!"
"What?!"
"Hey, isn't that Night's favorite armchair?"
"WHAT?!"
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"Oh, now I know why your clothes have changed..."
End.
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(End AN: Hello, the most beautiful and coolest Webnovel readers!
This one is a chapter of Slice of Life, as we all like to have a little ti to relax, and Ethan and his friends are no different.
And as I was writing this chapter, I was saddened to realize that I never saw snow in my life, *Sounds of crying*.
But well, probably if it snowed here I would stay indoors under the blankets all day, sipping hot chocolate while watching a movie.
Well, I hope you enjoyed the chapter!)
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