"Harry?"
"Yeah, Ron?"
"What's that?"
"What?"
"That." Ron pointed out the window.
"That's a… um… That's a Hermione."
"I know that. What's she doing outside?"
"I think she had sugar this morning…"
"Oh gods…" Ron buried his face in his hands.
Hermione continued singing the Teapot Song outside in the snow.
"Maybe we should get her some clothes…?" Harry wondered out loud.
He shrugged nonetheless and continued writing his Potions assignment.
Sorry, got bored. All hail drabbles.