Winter! I hate winter, it gets cold! Much too cold for my liking, what is the point of the cold? I mean, you can't even do anything with the snow, only immature idiots can actually play in the snow. Unsurprisingly the Marauders are playing in the snow, like I said immature idiots. Okay, I have to admit it, maybe, I might have a teensy weensy crush on Potter but don't you dare tell him that or I will hex you so badly that you won't remember who Merlin is! And it doesn't mean that I don't think he is an arrogant toe rag, he still is one but I guess he is my arrogant toe rag now.
You see the thing is everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, thinks I hate Potter. I went around saying I would rather date the bloody squid instead of think about going out with him! But times have changed and so has James. I'm glad he doesn't know about my crush, it would inflate his head back to how it was but don't know if I should tell him or not, since it is just a crush, a teensy weensy crush, I am bound to get over it...Right?
I get my copy of Pride and Prejudice out, it is battered and worn out but that is what makes it mine. I love this book; it is by far my favourite. I just start getting into the book when out of nowhere a snowball hits it! It melts on the book and it completely ruins it! Another reason to hate the snow. I turn my head so I can find the culprit and it is by no surprise the 'oh so famous' Sirius Black.
"Black when I get my hands on you," I mutter under my breath angrily but it is too late as he can sense the anger and starts running in an opposite direction. Another snowball hits me and before I know it I am being targeted by the four most infamous pranksters ever known to set foot in Hogwarts. I didn't realise that I dropped my book in the snow so I attempt to scavenge through the snow but it is no use.
The book's been buried.
It shouldn't hurt me, after all it is just a book but it was my favourite copy. I feel tears form in my eyes but I wasn't going to cry, I was a Gryffindor and we don't get upset by these silly things. I'm still on the ground and I guess James can sense that there is something wrong as he hurries over to me and keeps asking if I am alright. I don't reply but I can tell by his expressions he is getting more worried so I turn to face him to scream at him but instead my words surprise me.
"Better than ever, James."
He looks shocked and I can bet anything that I do too.
"You never call me James!"
"Times change; people change."
"Has anyone ever told you that you look amazing in the snow? Another reason to love winter I guess," He says winking at me. I smile at him and turn up to leave, forgetting about my pride and prejudice book when I hear him calling out.
"Hey Evans! D'ya wanna go to Hogsmede with me?"
"Sure! I'll see you then!" I yell back.
Winter! You know what? I could grow to like winter after all snow has its privileges.
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