Snow fights

"Come on Dean," Ginny said pulling her boyfriend outside.  She had rescued Dean from the horrors of too much studying.  Dean had pulled on his heavy winter robes and followed her outside the common room.  They both ignored Hermione's reminder that they should be studying.  Hermione glared at them as they left the room, she still had not forgiven them for playing a prank on her and Ron which did not turn out how anyone had expected, it seemed that Ron was secretly dating Padma Patel.  Who as could be expected was not happy with that arrangement.  It took Ron some time but she forgave him eventually and now their relationship was in the open. 

Ginny looked at Dean as they stood on the stone steps at the entrance of Hogwarts.  They both smiled as they took in the breathtaking sight of Hogwarts in the winter.  It was truly the most glorious season at Hogwarts.  It was supposed to be enjoyed from the outside, and not from indoors where you could only see it as if it were a picture.  Even Professor Snape was often seen outside during the snowy season.

"I'll bet you can't catch me," Ginny challenged as she threw a handful of snow at Dean before taking of running through the knee-deep snow.

"Oh yeah," Dean replied and scooped up some snow and made it into a perfect snowball as he traipsed through the snow behind her.  His much longer legs were to his advantage as he quickly caught up with her.  He stopped several feet behind her and threw his snowball at her back.  She stopped when it hit her.  She turned to face him with her hands on her hip.

"Got you," he said as he placed an arm around her waist.  Smirking Ginny threw herself into a hug.  Dean lost his balance and released his hold on her as he regained his footing.  Ginny fell on her bum.  She lay there sprawled on her back giggling as she looked up at Dean.

"Gin, are you okay?" Dean asked as he extended his hand to help her up.  Ginny smiled playfully as she pulled him down into the snow.

"I'm just peachy," she said as she rolled over to face him.  She brushed his lips with hers, "are we going to build that snowman?"

"Depends," Dean smirked.

"On what?"

"This," he leaned over and kissed her harder.  Once he broke the kiss he lifted his body off the snow-covered ground.  He then picked up more snow and dropped it on Ginny.  She squealed and jumped up quickly. 

"I guess that snowman is going to be made." Dean said.

"Don't be so sure Dean Thomas," she smiled as she stuffed snow down his shirt; they held a little snow war between the two of them.

"Let's get something warm to drink," Ginny said pulling Dean towards the castle.

The End.