It was finally the first weekend of December, and Ginny had woken to the grounds covered in the first snow of the season. She ate breakfast quickly and impatiently waited for Draco to finish so that they could go out and play in the snow.
The two spent a good deal of time pleasantly mocking the students around them as Ginny had that day in the library. Draco confided in her that when she left, he broke down, and he hadn't laughed that hard in months. It had become a sort of game to them, and was much more entertaining since they had two voices- especially when it was a conversation between girls.
As Draco and Ginny sat beneath their tree near the frozen lake, a group of second year girls walked out of the castle, and Draco grinned mischievously at Ginny.
In a high pitched, supposedly-feminine voice, Draco cooed, "So girls, what are we going to do on this fine, fine morning? It is almost as fine as that lovely Draco boy that I saw in the Great Hall this morning." He usually took it as his mission to praise himself at every chance he had.
"Oh, I don't know about him being fine, but this morning is. I think that we should get some boys together and have a snowball fight!" Ginny gave the tallest girl a stupid sort of voice.
Draco saw the smallest girl back away some, "Oh, I don't think so. Boys are… gross? I think that we could have an all-girls snowball fight. And roll around in the snow together- ouch!" Draco rubbed his arm grinning where Ginny had punched him. She was giving him a look that clearly said, "Watch yourself, Malfoy!"
In the distance, one of the girls threw a snowball at her friend and missed her by several feet. Ginny simpered, "Oh Suzie! You almost hit me! That is just not fair, why do you hate me? I thought we were friends!" and Ginny dissolved into loud, obnoxious fake sobs.
In a sassy girl's voice Draco added, "Well it's a good thing she couldn't hit a sleeping hippogriff or you'd be in trouble. Maybe next time she'll learn what the Gryffindor Quidditch team had to- aim away from what you want to hit and you might actually get something!"
Ginny sat up and glared and said, "Oh I don't know! Those beater fools, Crabbe and Goyle, on the Slytherin team were so awful I think they hit each other more than anything else."
Draco scowled. "Probably did. They were morons," and Ginny laughed. In the distance a girl got hit square in the face with a snowball.
"OUCH!" Ginny screeched so loudly and high-pitched that Draco jumped before cracking up. "You fools!" she continued, "You don't hit me! I hit you! The boys are coming out soon and I'll be drenched. I was supposed to look glorious and you were all supposed to be dripping idiots. Now you've gone and messed up my careful applied makeup and hair." The girl stormed toward the castle just as the boys were coming out.
Now Draco shrieked, "Oh no! I am hideous, you must hate me! I'll go and you will never have to see me again. Go fall in love with that Ginny girl, she is so much better looking than I am," Ginny nodded her thanks to Draco as she laughed, his shriek still ringing in her ears.
The group of boys that had come out to the castle seemed to have another idea, though, because the group got together and started rolling large snowballs for a snowman.
Ginny finally stopped laughing and sighed, trying to catch her breath. Hearing Draco imitate a girl was good enough, but that shriek was amazing! He would have made an excellent woman. At this she started laughing again and he looked at her as if she had gone mental.
"What seems to be the problem?" he asked in a high voice putting his hand to his chin and raising an eyebrow as if he was a mediwitch critiquing her mental health. At this, Ginny laughed harder.
"Hey, don't laugh at me!" he said while gathering a large clump of snow, which he deposited onto her head and rubbed in a little.
"Hey! That's cold!" she stopped laughing and tried to shake the snow out of her long, red hair.
"Cold? Snow?" he asked mockingly and laughing at her failed attempt to get the snow out. She narrowed her eyes and made to grab some snow. Seeing this attempt, he masterfully steered the conversation elsewhere.
"I've never built a snowman before," he said wistfully looking toward the half-built snowman in the distance. His diversion worked and she stopped and looked at him astounded.
"What? Are you serious? Well, come on then, let's build one. You can't avoid it forever."
Draco shrugged, "Okay."
They set about making three large snowballs of decreasing size and stacked them. Ginny explained, "So now we have the base of our snowman and get to decorate it." Draco gave her a look that said, "What am I stupid now?" He is so cute when he pretends to be mad, she thought.
"Yes, Goyle, this is a snowman," she repeated slowly and he elbowed her in the side. She smiled innocently at him and conjured up a carrot for the nose and handed it to him.
Draco took the carrot and carefully placed it onto the face, stepping back to assess his work, then adjusting it slightly. He is such a perfectionist, can't even place a carrot on a fat lump of snow without making sure it is just right.
"Your turn to pick something to put on," Ginny said to him. He screwed up his face in thought and moved toward the base of the tree. He's so cute when he is concentrating. These thoughts had come more and more frequently lately, and now that he was her friend, Ginny decided she did not have to stop herself when they came up.
Finally Draco returned with a couple of branches. One stuck straight out and the other was bent. He placed on the snowman so that it looked like it had its hand on his hip. She looked at him curiously and he explained, "It had to have some Weasley sass."
Ginny was affronted and thought about what she should give the snowman. She gathered some twigs and fashioned a mouth for the snowman. She looked triumphantly at Draco and said, "It had to have the Malfoy smirk." He looked and indeed the half-complete snowman was smirking at him. He stifled a laugh and stepped forward.
With a wave of his wand, he conjured up a mass of wild, flowing red hair for the snowman, and looked at her as if daring her to best him.
Ginny looked at him calculatingly then nodded and stepped toward the snowman. She conjured him two glittering grey eyes that were piercingly beautiful. Just like his, she thought, satisfied.
Draco made a noise under his breath and stared at the snowman, unsure of what else he was supposed to put on it. Finally, he took off his cloak and wrapped it around the snowman's shoulders, the Slytherin crest proudly displayed.
Ginny immediately fumbled with her tie, finally got it off, and placed her red and gold Gryffindor tie around the snowman's neck, which contrasted nicely with the emerald Slytherin cloak.
Draco smiled at her and she just grinned back cheekily before sitting down in the snow to admire their work.
Draco sat beside her before he said, "It's not done yet, you know." With a wave of his wand, Draco set a charm on the snowman who immediately said, "Draco Malfoy is the sexiest man on earth."
Ginny snorted loudly and dissolved into laughter shaking her head. She waved her wand and the snowman added, "But Ginny Weasley is like heaven- goddess divine- and can beat him in a duel any day."
"Is that so?" he asked.
"It is, "she replied simply before grinning back at the snowman.
With another flourish of Draco's wand, the snowman said, "I think that Draco would probably let you win. You're too pretty to upset- goddess divine and all."
She looked at him through narrowed eyes and waved her wand at the snowman without looking, who said, "But that is only because he knew that he had been bested by a girl. A Gryffindor girl. A Weasley, Gryffindor girl." Draco looked at the snowman who winked at him.
"What the hell was that?" he asked looking at Ginny. "That snowman mocked me, then winked at me!"
Ginny shook her head and said, "If you were truly the sexiest man on earth, you would be used to inanimate objects hitting on you."
Draco shrugged, "I guess you're right. I'm probably only second sexiest after all. That snowman has some mad flirting skills. And look at that amazing outfit he has on," he gestured toward the snowman and lay down in the snow with a playful smile on his face. When he looks at me like that, there is definitely no one sexier on this earth, Ginny decided before lying down as well and placing her head on his stomach.
"Your stomach makes funny noises," she said after a few minutes.
"Sorry about that," he replied absentmindedly while twirling a bit of her hair between his fingers.
The two were so relaxed and at ease lying beneath their snowman that kept hitting on Draco and complimenting Ginny's excellence in dueling that they did not notice when a camera snapped in their direction. Colin smiled at what he was sure would be the best, and most controversial, picture he had taken in a long time. He mused that it was too bad Ron wasn't around because he would have liked to see his reaction.
As the cold and damp started seeping through their robes, Draco and Ginny finally sat up and decided to head back into the castle, looking back over their shoulders at their strange creation under their tree.