AN: Written for my best friend, but I thought others might also enjoy these. ;-) Reviews are more than welcome!
Character: Gilderoy Lockhart
Prompt: Snowball
Snowballs
"And that, young Harry, is how I saved the Yeti not only from a head-cold, but also from freezing. Of course, if you are ever that situation, you shou…"
Splat!
Professor Lockhart was cut off by a well-aimed snowball.
Sputtering and gasping around the snowball that had hit his open mouth, he looked around for the culprit.
"Who was that? Oh, it was surely just somebody who is too shy to ask for an autograph. They must have thrown the snowball to get my attention and accidentally hit me. Not even the snowball could resist my smile, after all, I have won the Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award five times in a row."
Harry groaned silently. Lockhart could even turn a snowball attack into a monologue about his looks.
"Where are you? Don't worry, I don't mind giving you an autograph…"
Splat!
Another snowball hit Lockhart, this time on the top of his head.
"Now really! Ruining my hairdo truly wasn't necessary! Harry, can you see…"
Two more snowballs made impact with the unhappy professor.
"I'm sorry, Harry, I just remembered I forgot to reply to an important letter. If you need anything, I'll be in my office."
While Lockhart made his way back to the castle at a pace that was just short of a run, another five snowballs hit him. Harry couldn't suppress a grin at the thought of Filch finding Lockhart dripping all along the corridors.
As soon as Lockhart was out of sight, two identical heads emerged from behind a large bush.
"Looks like you're free to spend the remaining afternoon away from autographs and hair conditioner," George said.
"Yeah, we couldn't let Slytherin's heir be spoiled by such trivialities," Fred chimed in. "So we decided to get rid of him."
"Thanks," Harry replied. "I think I would have gone mad if I'd had to listen to one more story of his heroic adventures."
"Oh, you're welcome," George answered. "Just consider it an early Christmas present, your Evilness."
"But keep in mind that we would be severely disappointed if you wasted it on homework," Fred added.
"Don't worry, I won't."
Harry waved goodbye to them as they began preparing more snowballs for their next unsuspecting victim. He had an afternoon without autographs, Most-Charming-Smile Awards or hair conditioner ahead of him. Perhaps Ron would play a couple of rounds of exploding snap with him before Hermione gave them the daily update on the Polyjuice Potion.
