[a/n]Wasn't this scene just a bit tame? Fits in well with the winter season. My area even had snow this week. Totally gone though as temps went into the 60s.
Harry Does Different CCCXXXVII
Invisible Snowball
Harry silently followed his friends as they made their way to Hogsmeade Village.
"Would you like to get closer?" Ron asked.
Hermione stammered "W-what d-do you m-m-mean?"
"To the Shrieking Shack." Ron clarified, unknowingly dispelling sexual tension he wasn't even aware of.
But the entire moment was completely shattered by another voice "Looking for a new home, Weaslebee? Big step up that. Don't your whole family sleep in the same bed?"
"Shut your mouth Malfoy." Ron grumbled, always deeply sensitive to his family's financial situation.
Draco's eyebrows flickered in amusement "Oooh not very friendly. Boys, how about we teach Weaslebee to respect his superiors." They understood his gestures and all three Slytherins advanced.
"Hope you don't mean yourself!" argued an aggressive Hermione. Though her action interposed herself between the posturing boys.
Draco sneered at her "How DARE you speak to me, filthy little Mudblood?!"
The last word was hardly half out of the blonde's mouth when a snowball sped in. In Harry's first outing with Wood the Quidditch captain was impressed with his accuracy, and a few years on the team only improved his skill. He hit what he aimed at. The projectile splattered all over the target's face.
The Gryffindors gaped in amazement, and more than a little humor.
"Who did that?" snarled Draco, spinning about and wiping white splatter from his face "Get em?"
Greg held up his hands helplessly and asked "Who?" The husky Slytherin was rewarded for his efforts by having his hat ripped off, stuffed with snow and crushed on his head. He screamed.
"Where?" Vince was as clueless. Just as he began to move, his pants landed on his ankles and about a ton of snow was pushed between his legs. The tall Slytherin fell face first into the pile.
Draco watched the mayhem of his bodyguards getting destroyed, looked around for an escape and ran for his life. He didn't get far. His legs seized up and he would have skidded face first into a tree if it wasn't for the snowdrift. Nor was that the end, the whole tree shook violently and all the accumulation that stayed in the branches came down on him.
Ron was too busy laughing to figure out WHY it was happening but he howled in delight while the Slytherins suffered. He then squealed in shock as something cold and wet slid down his back. Hermione was just as distressed when the same happened to her but she knew the cause "HARRY!"
"Too funny!" the aforementioned boy shrugged off his cloak and was laughing greatly at the havoc he'd caused.
Vince Crabbe and Greg Goyle were too busy struggling to free their boss to note the presence of someone who didn't have permission to leave Hogwarts castle. The horribly disheveled trio fled in disarray.
