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Someday At Christmas
Fred sighed as Professor Flitwick continued the lecture on Cheering Charms and his Weasley blue eyes drift over to the window, watching the snow-filled landscape, envy burning his sides when he see's children playing and laughing and snowball-fighting out there. How he wished he was out there, not in here.
A nudge to his ribcage causes him to turn around and he meet the concerned pale green-blue eyes of his second best friend, Emma Martin. She's sitting between him and James, her long blonde-brown hair tumbling down her back in a mass of tangled waves. Her fringe falls into those eyes and Fred forces a smile on his face. She tilts her head slightly but Fred shakes his head before nodding to the window. Emma turns to look out to the glorious scene outside and Fred continues staring at her – at her pale face and slightly open mouth which was framed by pale pink lips and the way her hair covers her ears but no enough to hide the shimmer of blue from her earrings.
Fred shakes his head when he realises what he's doing and drags his attention back to Flitwick. He's distracted once more when Emma nudges him again and he turns to meet her bright eyes.
'After class,' she murmurs, trying not to move her lips too much in case Flitwick looks over.
'Sure thing,' he says grinning and Emma smiles before promptly turning to James and whispers the plan to him and Fred can't help but feel a very small twinge of disappointment before he manages to shake it off. Of course James would come. It was the three of them until the end. And Fred knew that in the end Emma and James would realise what Fred had realised not long ago. The two of them were just so oblivious, even Emma with all her cunning Slytherin-ness.
He leaned back in his chair and spied on them from the corner of his eye. Emma even held herself that little bit closer to James, her blue-green eyes flickering to meet his dark brown ones as he nodded eagerly to the plan, his messy blackish-red hair shifting with the movement, a feral grin lighting up his face for a second before he quickly morphs it into a gentler smile so Flitwick wouldn't have a heart attack as so many people do upon catching that particular smile on James' face. It usually meant trouble for someone and no one wanted to be that person.
When the bell went all three leapt to their feet, grabbed their bags and raced out the door, dodging around students and teachers, slowing down as the corridors became more packed. Emma darted into the Great Hall while the boys waited by the doors and tore out into the snow once Emma returned, hot food wrapped up in her bag with a warming charm on it.
They dumped their bags on a flat rock which James cleared of snow before tearing off into three different direction, all three stopping and dropping to their knees to roll snow in their gloved hands.
'One… two… THREE!' James cried flinging a snowball at Fred, gasping when Emma's collided with his face. Fred dodged James' but was then hit in the stomach by Emma's second, causing his snowball to go off aim and hit a tree, exploding in a shower of snow.
They continued in this fashion before Emma shrieked mercy as both boys had ganged up on her and despite her amazing prowess at the sport, they cornered against a tree with nowhere to run.
They returned to their bags and lunch which was still hot and sat down, laughing about their recent battle. Emma complained about their unfair tactics causing James to call her out on how she had tripped James up and tackled Fred.
'There is no rule anywhere that says physical contact is illegal in this noble sport,' she said sagely causing James and Fred to snort.
'It's completely unfair and you should have at least a small streak of human in you to know it's cruel to attack someone when they are on the ground,' he accused her and she flashed a grin at him.
'I'm a Slytherin. And also- you're one to talk! You had me up against a tree yet the two of you didn't stop attacking me!'
'That was different!'
'How?'
And they were off, Fred thought amusedly as he leaned back to watch the fun before glancing around the grounds. What a way to spend a day such as this, he thought. The best way.
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