Okay, so I think I'll probably be posting these at night because I don't have much time to do them, and I've got school, so yeah... Oh how rude of me! I forgot to introduce myself! Hello there, Puck and Kyo here, and thank you for reading this! You guys rock! Thanks so much again to those who reviewed (thebookreader14, thanks so much for the encouragement!) and I hope more of you who read will! Okay, this time I'm writing a friendship fluff sort of thing (total crackfic) for the golden trio of Hogwarts, Ron Hermione and Harry! Ready? Let's go!

A Quick Review:

The Golden Trio Of Hogwarts: Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter

Hogwarts: Magical Wizard School in the Harry Potter series

Harry Potter: The Boy Who Lived

Ron Weasley: And The Best Bestie Award Goes To...

Hermione Granger: Death vs Expulsion... I choose Death!

Magical Snowball Fights are Dangerous, But Who Really Cares?

Harry Potter was once again in danger.

This time, it wasn't the dark lord putting him in danger, but it was just as cold. It was snowballs.

Hermione and Ron had ganged up on him, which was completely unfair, and now he was hiding in a tree. Curled up in terror of his impending doom, Harry looked over the landscape of Hogwarts. It was really such a beautiful place. Snow coated everything, like powdered sugar, and everything felt crisp and fresh. Students in scarves and mittens roamed the grounds, smiling and laughing with one another about this teacher or that class. As Harry took in the scenery, a snowball hit him in the back of the head.

He turned around, terrified again, to Ron, grinning.

"Gotcha Harry!" he pelted several more snowballs at Harry who failed to dodge them. Though he was good on a broom, he could be a bit clumsy off of one. He fell from the tree. Luckily, the snow was very deep, so he fell with a cushion below him. Ron laughed, and Harry grumbled something about getting him back.

Hermione came out from behind a tree.

"Ah!" she said excitedly, "you found him!" She quickly us a spell to pull Harry from the snow and dust him off.

"Jeez 'Mione," Ron said, "Where'd ya learn that?"

"Maybe if you'd read occasionally," she smirked at him, "you'd learn that sort of thing."

Ron scowled. "Your definition of occasionally is different than a human's."

"Excuse me?"

As the two argued, Harry used the time to build his arsenal of snowballs. He was going to loose, but not without a fight!

"Ron, you complete idi-" Hermione was cut off by a snowball to the face coming from Harry, and she fell into the snow. As Ron attempted to avoid being hit, he was caught in the way. Both of them were down.

"Ha-ha!" Harry shouted, "I've done it!"

Hermione sat up and shook her head of snow, an angry look in her eyes.

Ron shook his head sympathetically at Harry, "Yeah Mate, you've really done it now."

"HARRY!" shouted hermione, using a charm to make several snowballs build themselves and fly at Harry.

"Uh oh," he said. "Run," said Ron, grinning maniacally.

Harry did as he was told. He raced across the grounds, chased by Hermione and her magical flying snowballs, and a trailing Ron, who would sometimes send a few snowballs Harry's way himself.

The trio raced all over the campus, Harry attempting to protect himself from the onslaught of snow coming at him and Hermione and Ron chasing him like maniacs.