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OT3 Challenge - Day 14 - Snow

Hogwarts -Care of Magical Creatures - Assignment 2 - Your task is to write about someone taking excessive precautions to protect themselves against something that others would find strange.

Pokemon Go - Hogwarts

Bad Movie Tuesdays - Age of Dragons: [weather] Snow, [action] Betray

White Frosted Drops of Evil

Sirius glanced out of the window, watching the horrible white substance fall from the sky. He glared at the clouds for ruining what could have been a nice day. After all, he was supposed to go on 'a walk' with James and Remus.

A walk that may or may not involve holding hands and lots of snogging.

He was angry at the weather, knowing that he'd finally have to cancel the date that he had taken so long to ask the others out on. James understood about triads, but Remus… well, Remus had taken some convincing, and had only agreed when he had found both a book on current laws which allowed triads to marry, and a statistic to show that it was quite common to form a triad.

And now the stupid snow wanted to take that from him.

"Snow!"

Sirius turned to look at Remus. "Yeah, so we should—"

"Wrap up warm," Remus finished with a wide smile. "Snow makes everything more romantic… right?" With a blush, he disappeared to the bathroom for a shower. Sirius glanced at James and Pete, both of whom were still fast asleep, and sighed.

He didn't want to let Remus down. Remus had seemed so excited, and he doubted Remus would give him another chance if he cancelled, seeing as how it had taken so long to convince him already.

No. Sirius would have to brave the horrifying, wet, too-white substance because of his love for Remus and James. If that wasn't dedication, Sirius didn't know what was.

Remus had made a quick stop the the library whilst James stumbled into the bathroom for his own shower. It didn't take long before they were both ready, waiting on Sirius.

"What's taking him so long?" Remus grumbled, fixing his gloves on his hands.

James shrugged, reaching up to fix Remus' scarf before fixing his own, and the pair checked their hats.

Not having anything else to do, they waited.

Sirius confidently walked out of the bathroom, grinning at the pair who were staring at him in shock. He knew he looked a little odd, but what did that matter when it came to safety?

He had decided against the balaclava because it would get in the way of snogging a little bit, and it would make his hair flat and boring. But he had made sure he had a hat to keep his hair from getting covered in white frosted drops of evil.

Plus he had been told that the little fuckers would soak into clothes, so he made sure to wear extra layers. After all, Remus got away with two jumpers and a cardigan in the winter. Surely Sirius could too?

"It's not that cold out," James finally said. "You might be a bit hot. And… the gloves are—"

"Perfect," Sirius finished. He glared at the bitter white hell outside of the window. "Let's just go on our walk!"

"Wouldn't you prefer your boots?" Remus asked.

Sirius stared at him in horror. "You want me to get snow on my boots?" he asked. Suddenly he was wondering if Remus was right for him. Remus clearly wanted his boots destroyed.

He shook his head. Clearly Remus didn't understand how important the boots were to him. "I'd never let it get my boots!"

"The wellies are fine," James quickly said. "So, our walk? Should we get hot drinks from the Great Hall before setting out?"

Remus' face lit up, and though Sirius was scared that the weather-abomination-that-just-couldn't-cut-it-to-be-proper-water, would get in his drink and he'd accidentally swallow some, he couldn't say no to Remus' hopeful smile.

Maybe someone knew a spell to repel snow?

...oOo...

Thankfully Remus knew one and cast it on the three drinks, leading the way outside. "I love the sound of fresh snow," Remus said contentedly. James nodded in agreement, as Sirius trudged through the drifts of icy devastation, wincing each time he heard it crunch underneath his wellies.

Sirius cringed as Remus reached down, scooping some of the snow up in glove, before allowing it to fall to the ground again. He turned, reaching for Sirius, but Sirius pulled away quickly. There were remains of snow on the gloves, and Remus had been about to touch his face.

Remus withdrew his hand uncertainly, and Sirius grabbed Remus' other hand in his own, thankful that one glove was clean at least. He heard James stop, and turned to see what James was doing.

As he looked back, something white hit him straight in the face.

"How could you do this to me?" he shouted, panicking. James moved closer, but Sirius brought his fist back, hitting James. After all, James had attacked him first.

He watched as James hit the horrible snow, feeling that James got off lightly. After all, none of it was in James' face.

Pulling Remus along by the hand, Sirius turned around and stomped back to the castle.

...oOo...

He quickly changed from the snow covered clothes, throwing them carefully into the washing, not wanting to touch any of the snow, before getting into the shower. He scrubbed at his face and his hair for ages, making sure the water was nice and warm, and that he was clean from the snow that had been thrown on him.

When he was finally finished, he pulled on some nice, dry clothes that hadn't been infected by snow, and headed back into the room where he found James and Remus waiting for him.

"Sirius, what happened?" Remus asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, it was just a snowball," James added.

"Just a snowball?" Sirius snapped. "How could you put that evil stuff near me?"

"Evil… snow?"

"Yes." Sirius nodded. "And you let it get on me." His anger was replaced by betrayal. "It took me ages to get the snow off my face. How could you do that to me?"

"But you've been out in the snow loads of times now." James spluttered. "Hasn't he?" he asked Remus.

"Actually… James, I don't think he has. Remember last year, when Sirius had all that homework he decided to do… and the year before, he was insistent on researching for the map."

"I just assumed that he didn't like being out in the cold," James murmured. "The year before was constant training as an Animagus!"

"So, why didn't you tell us you hate snow?" Remus asked softly. "We could have done something else."

"Because you were so excited," Sirius admitted. "I didn't want to spoil our date… though punching one of my dates is a sure-fire way to ruin it!"

"It's not your fault. We should have paid more attention and noticed that you were scared—"

"It's called a phobia, James," Sirius muttered.

"We're sorry. Well, how about we go to the common room and sit by the fire with some hot drinks? I'd much rather spend our date there."

"Yeah me too," Sirius murmured. "Anywhere that doesn't have snow."

"I'll get the drinks," James stated, before leaning in and placing a soft kiss to Sirius' cheek. "I'm really sorry about the snowball."

Remus leaned in and kissed his other cheek. "And for making you go out in the snow."

Sirius grinned. The date wasn't going so bad after all!

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