Thump. Thump. Thump.
Percy growled softly and jumped up, jerking his head out the window. "WILL YOU BLOODY WELL STO-"
The twins grinned and high-fived each other while their older brother spluttered.
"Ah, come off it, Perce. It's Christmas holiday! Quit reading and come with us! We'll only be young once!"
Percy pulled his head back in with a huff. Sure, life was all fun and games. For them maybe. He couldn't wait to see them at Hogwarts. Then they would understand. He was taking real classes AND trying to work his way to prefect and later Head Boy.
He shook his head and went back to reading about the history of Hogwarts. Let them play in the godawful snow. It was too cold and wet for him anyway. He'd catch a cold if he played outside.
Though...
His eyes slipped back toward his window and the clear blue sky. The white powder still speckled across the glass. The distant snow-covered treetops.
The twins really did need to be taught a lesson...
His mother's eyes grew huge as he rushed through the house, a whirlwind of heavy clothes. He was going to obliterate them with his snowballs! After all, he had read the best way to pack them.