Written for ErynPotter's 100 stories under 100 words challenge.
I used the prompt Frozen.
Word-count: 99
The humid, grey weather was horribly cold. November month had come.
A fine rain fell on Ron and Teddy.
Those invisible-cloaks the Auror-force used didn't quite help against wet, cold weather.
They tailed a person who may or may not be indulging in dodgy business.
Ron had a tremendous headache, had a few to many drinks the night before.
Teddy was awfully bored. Also, hung-over, but not in the kill-me-now-kind-of-way.
He yawned. "Hell, I'm frozen."
"Be quiet." Ron stroked his forehead.
"That's not what you said last night…"
"Piss off!"
Teddy grinned. "There is a way to become hot…"
