Snowflakes fell down out of the sky.

The ground was allready white, no footprints in sight.

The lake close by the house was frozen, little birds walking over it.

Little Harry sat in his bed, watching it out of his window.

His face lit up with every white bird flying across the window. The big smile on his face wasn't going to be gone for the rest of the day.

"He's too young for that, James." Lily says, after James told her Harry and him where going outside that day.

"No he isn't. My dad took me outside at that age too." James said, laying his arm around Lily's shoulders.

"How would you know, you can't remember anything before the age of three."

"He told me." James walked towards Harry's closet, getting out his warmest clothes. "You should go with us. It'll be fun."

Lily sighed and walked towards her room. After a while she got out, wearing all of her warm clothes.

"Ha!" James said, putting one of Harry's arms in his jacket.

"Only because I don't trust you alone with him." Lily said.

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Harry let out a shreek when he stepped into the snow.

"Cowd!" He said, touching the fresh snow.

James picked up some snow, making a ball and throwing it at Lily.

"James!" She yelled, getting some of the snow too.

Soon the two of them we're having a big snowball fight, not noticing Harry walking away.

When Harry walked out of sight, Lily noticed something was wrong.

"James! Where's Harry?!" She yelled, looking around.

"I.. I don't know..!" He said, running around.

Then, Harry came around the corner of their house, holding snow.

"Daddy, look!" He said, showing the snow to James.

"No, no, Harry. That's yellow snow, don't play with that!" He said, but it was too late.

Harry's mouth was allready full of the snow.