Title: Snowball Fight
Series: Harry Potter
Character/Pairing: Charlie Weasley / Rose Zeller
Set: #2
Theme: Mission Accomplished
Rating: PG-13 for one silly perverted thing, but otherwise a little innocent (for me)
Word Count: 422
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the book, sadly

The snow around them was pure fluff and therefore made horrible snowballs. Charlie knew this for he had tried on his favorite test subject, (other than his annoying little brother, Ronniekins) the ever so lovely, Rose Zeller. Of course, she was his favorite test subject for different reasons than his brother. For Ron he could whip the really icy ones at, and it was male nature of him to toss the very soft ones at Rose and watch her squeal.

The only problem with this plan was that Rose happened to have a very good arm.

The face full of fluff came as quite a shock to poor Charlie and he ended up tripping over himself. Landing on his bottom, he looked up as a very smug looking Rose walked over to him.

"I'm all wet." he complained.

"Well at least that makes one of us." Rose told him while wiggling her eyebrows and at that moment Charlie knew he was becoming a very bad influence on Rose, but he really liked that. Smirking at her, Charlie stood up and Rose looked like she was going to run for it, but he got to her first.

That made her squeal more than the fluffy snowballs.

"Charlie, I'm warning you, put me down or face my wrath!" She threatened, but they both know it was an extremely empty threat. Especially in the bear hug Charlie had her in. Then, suddenly, Charlie flung them both in a large pile of snow.

Rose struggled against the bear hug half-heartedly, though she rather liked the warmth he offered. Still, now she was wet also.

"You know, you're a very sore loser. You should just accept the fact that I won the snowball fight fair and square." she informed him.

"Nope, not going to happen. I think you'll find that I won."

"Oh really?" Rose asked, smirking up at him. She kissed his chin and was about to give him another kiss when Charlie moved his head away playfully.

"No distracting me lady, I have to explain just how I've won."

"Please do."

"Well, the object of the game isn't to get the other player down first. Nope, the person who has the most beautiful woman in their arms by the end of the game is the real winner so you see... mission accomplished. I win, you lose."

Rose blinked up at him but Charlie could see the blush already forming on her cheeks as she told him, "You're a nutter Charlie."