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…"