Snowflake Magic
A small red-haired figure could be seen trudging across the snow-covered field towards a small forest. The winter breeze swirled snow through the air and made her red winter cloak flap madly. The girl's hair fluttered around her face and she chanced a look back at the house, seeing if anyone was watching her. No, there was no one there. She continued on her walk she reached the edge of the forest and sat down on a small log. A small red squirrel scampered out to meet the little five-year-old. "Hello Scamp! Merry Christmas! I brought you something, a little present. I thought you might like it." Ginny reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pouch. She pulled it open, revealing a mass of breadcrumbs. She offered the pouch to the squirrel. He proceeded to dive into it headfirst. "You know Scamp, you're my best friend in the world and I know you understand me but I wish you could talk to me and play hopscotch and other games. But I love you anyway.. Did you know that you can make a wish on a snowflake if you catch one?" Ginny paused for breath and stuck out her hand to pat Scamp. "Ooooh, I caught a snowflake!!!!!!! I get a wish!! Um let's see. um .. I wish that I.. I wish. ooh I know!!!! I wish that I was a beautiful princess and I'll meet a prince and he'll sweep me away on his broomstick and I'd have a beautiful dress. And the prince's name would be. I know. it'd be Harry Potter! Daddy told me a story yesterday, Scamp about a boy named Harry Potter and he's special Scamp and we can be best friends and then we can get married and live happily ever after!" Little Ginny clapped her hands in excitement and picked up the little squirrel, giving it a big hug. It scampered down her back and sat in front of her with an innocent look. "That tickles, Scamp! Did you know that Harry potter is the same age as Ron? Can you believe that?" "GINNY!" Mrs Weasley's voice echoed across the field. "Gotta go Scamp. Merry Christmas. You have fun, my special friend. I love you," she gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran off to join her family. The little girl didn't realise that behind her a single snowflake, suddenly forgotten, had started to glow with a twinkle of magic, granting one child's Christmas wish. She ran across the fields to her brothers giggling wildly not aware that she was experiencing Christmas magic, her wish forgotten.
A small red-haired figure could be seen trudging across the snow-covered field towards a small forest. The winter breeze swirled snow through the air and made her red winter cloak flap madly. The girl's hair fluttered around her face and she chanced a look back at the house, seeing if anyone was watching her. No, there was no one there. She continued on her walk she reached the edge of the forest and sat down on a small log. A small red squirrel scampered out to meet the little five-year-old. "Hello Scamp! Merry Christmas! I brought you something, a little present. I thought you might like it." Ginny reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pouch. She pulled it open, revealing a mass of breadcrumbs. She offered the pouch to the squirrel. He proceeded to dive into it headfirst. "You know Scamp, you're my best friend in the world and I know you understand me but I wish you could talk to me and play hopscotch and other games. But I love you anyway.. Did you know that you can make a wish on a snowflake if you catch one?" Ginny paused for breath and stuck out her hand to pat Scamp. "Ooooh, I caught a snowflake!!!!!!! I get a wish!! Um let's see. um .. I wish that I.. I wish. ooh I know!!!! I wish that I was a beautiful princess and I'll meet a prince and he'll sweep me away on his broomstick and I'd have a beautiful dress. And the prince's name would be. I know. it'd be Harry Potter! Daddy told me a story yesterday, Scamp about a boy named Harry Potter and he's special Scamp and we can be best friends and then we can get married and live happily ever after!" Little Ginny clapped her hands in excitement and picked up the little squirrel, giving it a big hug. It scampered down her back and sat in front of her with an innocent look. "That tickles, Scamp! Did you know that Harry potter is the same age as Ron? Can you believe that?" "GINNY!" Mrs Weasley's voice echoed across the field. "Gotta go Scamp. Merry Christmas. You have fun, my special friend. I love you," she gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran off to join her family. The little girl didn't realise that behind her a single snowflake, suddenly forgotten, had started to glow with a twinkle of magic, granting one child's Christmas wish. She ran across the fields to her brothers giggling wildly not aware that she was experiencing Christmas magic, her wish forgotten.