December 4th
It was much less windy than it was the previous day and Scorpius Malfoy chose to enjoy his afternoon with a stroll across the grounds. He was so pale and fair he could almost blend into the snowy white background if it weren't for the fact his cloak was jet black. The snow covering the grounds wasn't smooth anymore and was littered with countless amounts of footsteps. Scorpius tried to walk in the already made imprints to avoid getting wet snow in his boots.
He neared the lake, the sounds of joyful shouting and laughter filled his ears as he drew closer. There were a handful of students gliding around on the solid ice, their boots were enchanted into ice skates. He glanced at the scene before him with slight distaste. Scorpius wouldn't be caught dead taking part in an activity so foolish and dangerous. The ice looked solid enough but there were all kinds of strange creatures lurking below that wouldn't hesitate to break through and snatch a student up.
This didn't even look fun, Scorpius found himself thinking.
His feet reached the very edge of the lake and he stopped, pausing to watch his fellow classmates swirl around on the ice. He then noticed that the majority of the students on the ice had brilliant red hair except for one black haired boy and he realized that the fools on the lake were none other than the Weasley clan.
Even Rose was having a great time skating. She was wearing a venetian red cloak, which clashed terribly with her hair and it made her the most vibrant figure out there. Her wild red hair was pulled back to keep the strands from blinding her while she skated. It was very rare to see Rose with her hair up and Scorpius decided he liked it better that way.
He sat on a nearby tree stump and watched for a bit, until Rose grew visibly tired. She wasn't as active as the rest of her family members and most likely had a lot less stamina. She slid to the edge of the lake, taking her wand out and with a flick of her wrist, her skates were transformed back into normal boots. Her face was tinted pink and she was breathing heavily, a small smile still on her face.
"You skate beautifully," Scorpius said and the small smile on Rose's face immediately slipped off.
She hadn't noticed him sitting there on his perch and his comment made the slight tint of pink in her cheeks grow darker. Her blush almost matched the same shade of red as her cloak and she marched through the snow, ignoring his comment and his gaze.
With a sigh, Scorpius stood up and he noticed that his trousers stuck to the stump slightly. His hand flew to the back of his trousers and his fingers were met with sticky sap.
"Damnit!" he cursed.