Disclaimer: The Marauders belong to JKR.
A/N: This is the first story of my marauder Christmas special, now also in english. My great sister Bianca made it possible, by translating my german text. I wish you all a merry Christmas, and don't forget to come back for more :)
Snow Flurries
The first snow is falling. The grass around the sea, the paths down the forbidden forest is covered in soft white. On this first day of December Hagrid's Hut is carrying a cap of glittering snowflakes as if she wants to welcome this year's snow in a much more magnificent way.
The livid sun has just risen, without any chance against the snow flurry. There is silence all over the castle. Fresh untouched snow as far as the eye can reach.
Sirius takes a deep breath.
„Sirius! Damn, close that window!"
Sirius sighs.
„It's freezing!", grumbles James pulling the blanket over his head. „Close it.", it comes from somewhere deep under the blanketball.
Sirius sighs again while closing the window unwillingly, blocking the winter out. „This little bit of cold"
„It really is freezing", coming from Peters bed. „Danger of frostbite. At least!"
„It's winter", mutters Sirius rolling his eyes. „What do you suspect? We're in the UK, no caribbean here."
„Well at least, in the caribbean it would be warm.", James says from under his blanket.
„And there's a whole lotta sun. And Beaches. And the Sea.", Peter says.
„But there's no snow", interjects Sirius. „By the way, it's snowing outside"
There hasn't been one single moment in which the marauders were quicker out of their beds.