In the Storm
House: Gryffindor
Year: seventh
Category: Drabble
Prompt: Blizzard
Words: 332
The Golden Snitch:
Through the Universe:
Ejecta-Pansy Parkinson
Centaurus, Aurora
Words: 332
The cold, harsh blizzard blew against the aging walls of the Shrieking Shack; the wind howled as it blew through the shack. Pansy shivered and curled into an even tighter ball than she already was in. How she get stuck outside in the cold she would never know, but when the blizzard came along she had to seek shelter, and the closest shelter was the Shrieking Shack of all places.
Funnily enough, it had not shrieked once while Pansy had been in it, which she was grateful for. As it was it seemed she was going to be stuck here for some time, and if it was screaming it would be an even worse stay.
Pansy shuddered at the thought she would be stuck here overnight. At the rate, it was going the blizzard was giving no hint of giving up which did not leave her with many options. She would have to stay here all night and join the students during the next day's trip to Hogsmeade or face the wrath of her teachers or Filch from returning late. Currently, she was favouring waiting the night in the shack and hoping no one noticed her absence. Then again, maybe the blizzard would end before that was a problem. By no means was she going to go out in it, as that would be very unsafe.
Pansy shivered again and wondered if she was missed in Hogsmeade by her friends. Maybe her friends missed her, then again maybe they were happy to see the back of her. Pansy pretended they will miss her to make herself feel better.
Pansy stayed there for at least another hour, then she got up to check what the weather was doing. To her amazement, the blizzard had stopped and it was only just time to head back to the castle. Pansy quickly rushed out of the Shrieking Shack and ran all the way through Hogsmeade to the Common Room within Hogwarts where she would be safe.