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CHAPTER 6: Hogwarts Snowball Fight

The months have passed and now it's the middle of November. My everyday life has been normal: wake up for breakfast, sit down with friends (whom I have grown much closer to), go to classes, lunch, classes again, go back to Common Room, do homework, hang out with friends, dinner, go to sleep. So far, Cedric talks to me atleast once a day. We haven't gone on our date, though (since I told him that I wasn't ready to be dating anyone).

This morning, I woke up and went to the Gryffindor Common Room; I remembered that I left my History of Magic textbook there. I walked in my boxer shorts and a T-Shirt, knowing that no one would be downstairs; I walked towards the couch and got my textbook from the sides.

At the corner of my eye, I spotted something different about the room, I turned around, the bulletin board has been cleared out and there were few rolls of parchment pinned on the board.

I walked towards the bulletin board and started reading the contents:

Dear Gryffindor Students,

This memo goes to Fourth, Fifth, Sixth and Seventh Years of this semester. Please take note on December 20th; we are having a one-week trip to chosen historical places around the world (Check next page). This trip is compulsory. If a student is sick or has any other type of reason, his or her guardian shall Owl Professor Dumbledore before December.

This is the first time Hogwarts is having a 'Field Trip' and we hope this amazing life experience would teach you lots. The trip is generously, free of charge.

We have Owled your parents and I'm pretty sure they'll Owl you soon on their thoughts. Do not worry; all of you are safe, as I will be following (and a few other Professors, too). We wish you all well.

Professor Dumbledore.

I assumed that I was the first one to see the sign as it remained untouched and that no one was there yet. I was excited! How fun will it be having to go to Bulgaria?! I've never been there before.

I looked around and I saw Katie and Alicia talking about something. "Katie! Alicia! Come, look!" I told them as they raised their eyebrows curiously. They walked towards the bulletin board and read what was written on the piece of parchment.

"Oh wow!" Alicia exclaimed, pumped up. "This definitely made my morning." She continued as I looked at Katie. "Camping's not really my thing.. Especially in the woods," she said terrified. "Oh don't worry, the teachers would be there if anything went wrong!" I told her as I ran my fingers through my hair—oh right! I'm still.. in my pajamas.

To my horror, boys started to come in. I didn't know what to cover, my revealing legs, or my bushy hair. Trust me, I had incredible amount of flaws in the morning.

"Look who's feeling sexy today!" George snickered.

"Hey guys, look!" Alicia said as she pointed at the parchment. The Fifth-Year boys were crowding around the bulletin board and reading fast.

"WICKED!" the twins chorused as they high-fived each other.

As I arrived at the Great Hall, I could see the older students (the ones who would go to the trip) were talking excitedly about what they were bringing. The younger set of students who weren't going to the trip felt desolated and most of them were sulking around.

I sat down as I looked at Katie, who was still not looking excited. "I do not want to go!" she said. "What's the worse that could happen, Kates?" George asked as he took a bite of Shepard's pie. "Well, for one, we would be missing Christmas! We wouldn't be spending time with the people we love," Katie exaggerated. "You'll have friends there. Those are the people you love too." Angelina said as she smiled; she too, was excited for the trip.

"Too bad it's a month away though," Fred said as everyone started frowning except Katie. "Can't wait to trash the Slytherins' tents!" George said mischievously.

"Don't even think about it," Katie said as she gave the twins a warning look. "Whatever, we're not listening to you at all, Katie," Fred told her as she scowled.

"Poor Ron though, he's not going!" George said to Fred. "Oh yeah. It's good though, Harry's always causing trouble without even wanting it," Fred told him.

"Oh, by the way guys, Mum told us to invite you guys for New Year's!" George said excitedly. "So what do you guys say?" Fred asked. "Bummer George, wish you asked earlier! I'm spending time with my family since we're not spending Christmas together," Angelina snarled. "My parents seems to think the same too," Alicia said as she frowned.

"Sorry mate, it's my brother's birthday. Have to go back," Katie said with a frown. "Lee?" George asked hopefully. "You can count on me, guys," he said.

"What about you, Strophe?" Fred asked me. I just shrugged. "I dunno, I don't have any plans yet," I told them. "Great, see you at the Burrow!" George said.

December has reached Hogwarts, brimming with snow and the cold wind. The teachers had arranged a Hogsmeade trip for the students attending the trip. We'd have to get extra jackets, candies and whatever we like for the trip.

I decided to wear jeans since it was freezing outside. I wore a cotton T-Shirt and a jumper, covered with my leather jacket. I was ready to get outside and feel the chilliness for once; Beauxbatons never had nice outside areas for us to walk around.

I went alone, since I did not feel like waiting for anyone else (who seemed slow on counting their money). I was caught up by none than the other; Fred Weasley.

"Hey, Strophe! Wait up," he said as I stopped in my tracks, waiting for him. I tightened my scarf around my neck.

"Why do you like to walk alone?" he asked interested.

"I like walking alone." I told him as he rolled his eyes.

"So, what do you plan on getting?" I asked him. "Extra set of gloves, hat, and lots and lots of candies," he read off a list. "You?" he asked. "Gloves. My hands are freezing," I told him as I rubbed my hands together, trying to produce heat; but nothing happened.

"You can borrow my gloves," he told me brightly as he took them off. "Nah. I'm going to buy some anyway," I rejected his offer. "Fine, but if your fingers fall off, it's not my fault," he filled in. "Whatever," I said as I laughed.

I was walking, wearing my new gloves and Fred was trying to fit his enormous head into his new hat. "It-won't-fit!" he struggled. "Your head's to big for it, obviously," I told him. "This is a scam! They cheated us!" he told me as he gave up. "No, you just refused to let them size your head," I giggled.

"You have it then," he tossed the hat to me. "Alright," I said as I slipped it on my head, apparently, it was so big that it had covered my eyebrows. "It's uncomfortable," I told him as he looked at me and laughed. "You have a small head," he laughed. I rolled my eyes and kept walking, the hat kept my ears and head warm, so I didn't really mind how ridiculous I was looking.

"I'll just ask Mum to knit me one, she always makes the comfiest hats. Not scarves, but hats!" he told me as he scratched his neck from the scarf that his Mum knitted for him.

"So.." Fred began.

"So..?" I asked.

"Why aren't any guys still chasing after you?" he asked.

"You are, aren't you?" I joked as he blushed.

"Of course not! I was talking about Diggory," he said as he scratched his neck again. "I dunno, doesn't really matter anymore," I said. Of course it mattered, Cedric had stopped seeing (or made any contact) with her since November.

Suddenly someone shouted from behind; "Oi! Both of you lovebirds!" sang a familiar voice.

George had stepped up and had a flyer in his hand. "Here you go," he said as he handed it to Fred and I, as he dashed off looking for other Hogwarts students.

"What was that all about?" Fred asked. I unfolded the flyer:

Are you bored of your old routines? Want to take a break and have fun? Then join us in the first ever HOGWARTS SNOWBALL FIGHT! All four houses will compete and the last house standing, wins. Wins what, you ask? Nothing, but pure fun and happiness. Yes, magic is allowed.

Join us December the twelfth, Saturday starting at ten, ending till.. whenever the houses surrenders! Spread around the word and lets have some fun!

"He's joking, right?" I asked Fred. "Sounds like fun to me," he said as he grinned, still looking at the paper. "Everything's fun to you," I said. "You are so dull, Strophe. Live a little!" he said, as I got offended. "Excuse me! I am not dull!" I erupted. "Then go for the Snowball Fight!" he said as I hesitated. "Alright, fine," I said as we walked towards the gate to Hogwarts.

It was a day before the Hogwarts Snowball Fight, and everyone was excited. As far as I know, everyone would be attending—even Hermione Granger. The ghosts and teachers would be there to watch the amusing event. Professor Dumbledore would be the judge.

The next day, I woke up at eight and I got up from my four-poster-bed. I woke the rest of the girls up and they got up excitedly. Not hesitating to go back to bed, which was unusual.

The Snowball Fight was one of the most anticipated events in Hogwarts history. Even the Slytherins were excited, and that's saying something.

I got dressed, put on my most comfortable coat, and wore three layers of socks, comfortable shoes, two layers of T-Shirt, a sweater. I brought along a flask of coffee, just to be safe. I tugged my wand in my pocket and I went down to the Common Room and saw many excited faces.

"Hey Strophe! Aren't you excited?" Ron asked. "Kind of," I said honestly. "Fred kind of dragged me into this," I whined but Ron shook his head in disbelief, "No one would want to miss this!" Ron said as Hermione and Harry joined us. Harry looked pale in the morning, tired but Hermione was looking upset.

"Don't worry, Ron dragged me into this too, could've been studying!" Hermione whined. "You need a break anyway, Hermione," Ron rolled his eyes and I walked away from them.

I saw Fred and George, carrying a bag each. I was curious. "What's in there?" I asked, hoping it wouldn't be something dangerous. "Dungbombs. We're hiding it in the snowballs later!" Fred snickered as George smiled.

"Let's have breakfast!" Fred said as he patted his tummy violently. We walked to the Great Hall and saw many students wearing layers and layers of clothing for the event today.

As I ate, I took out several Tupperware's and put in food inside. "Since we might be out there for a long time," I told Fred and George who were looking curiously. "Brilliant!" they both said as I smiled and took more food.

Nine forty-five, everyone had gathered into the hall to wait for Dumbledore's speech about the event.

He rose from his seat and walked towards the podium and he opened his mouth, the students fell silent.

"Goodmorning students. As you all know, we are having our first ever Snowball Fight this year. For some, it might be just something you don't take heavily. For most, it's something to take out their stress on. Many students have been panicking over O. and N.E. that I want them to relax." He said as many students applauded.

"Alright, so the main point of this fight is that you will be given one hour to build a fort, as big as you wish. Your House Master will be there to guide you through it too. You may not do any permanent charms or spells on the fort." He said.

"The fort which stays up the longest would win. And I will be the judge. Rules are as follows: No hexing or casting spells on other students, only the elements around you. There will be an hour break in the middle of the fight; you may not use the time to strengthen your fort. Once your fort tears down and will not be able to support the students in the house, you are out. Oh and you may not go to the opposing team's forts. A house may be able to surrender. One more thing, one wrong move and the whole House is out!" he said as everyone looked around nervously. The rules were simple enough to follow. For me, atleast.

"Alright, let's move now, it's nearly time." Dumbledore said as everyone went out.

I arrived at the Quidditch pitch (where it was held) and saw there were ton of snow! Everywhere! But I was pretty sure Dumbledore put in extra snow just incase.

The Gryffindor prefects and Professor McGonagall led their houses' students to one end of the Quidditch pitch. Gryffindor was opposite Slytherin and Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were opposite each other, however was far left and right of Gryffindor. I could not wait to beat Slytherin ass.

"I am soo pumped up!" Angelina beamed out of nowhere.

"Alright, all houses have ten minutes to plan on how to build their fort!" Dumbledore's voiced enhanced as if he were using a microphone.

Professor McGonagall was just as excited as us students could ever be. She suggested we build a fort that covers space instead of height, but height would be good to. She knows a few charms to make it steady. She then, taught us quickly on how to transfigure snowballs into birds so that other houses wouldn't be too sure if it was a real bird or if it's a snowball. For once, Professor McGonagall supported Fred and George's idea on putting Dungbombs in the snowballs and awarded them five points.

Suddenly, Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick came silently and whispered to Professor McGonagall and nodded their heads and giggled silently. The two teachers headed back and I looked curious.

"Tell everyone to attack Slytherin first. Do not attack Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw before we finish Slytherin. We have a pack. Spread the word," she said smiling, as few students were busy telling the others.

The Quidditch team had agreed on my idea to fly up the sky and attack from above, but we were saving that to finish off Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, so that they wouldn't suspect a thing.

Everyone worked well on building the fort. So well, that we had extra time to modify it. Instead, a few second-year girls were building snowmen that were enchanted to throw snowballs. The younger kids were copying them and were happily doing it too.

"So what station are you at?" Fred asked me.

"Two," I said.

There were five stations. Station one consisted of five older students and ten younger ones, hovering snowballs in the air. Station two was the defensive station, again, five elder and ten younger were going to block out any attack. Station three is just the same as station one only they shoot big icicles. Station four would be the transfiguring station, the more advanced students were working there to transform the birds. Lastly, station five was the Gryffindor Quidditch team who was going to attack last, or if we were in trouble.

"Great, I'll be joining you first then," Fred said as he winked and walked away to help plant the Dungbombs in the snowballs.

Hermione had invented the Snow bombs using some magic she had revised earlier on. The Snow bombs were to explode everytime it hit a solid object.

I stood at the ice tower (which Professor McGonagall had transfigured the trees from) and looked around. Hufflepuff was looking very strong indeed. Looks like they discussed weeks before actually doing the real thing. They had five tall, strong looking castle like forts. Ravenclaw however, their fort is long and wide instead of tall. They're wise, so they would know that the bigger the base, the more stable it is. I glanced at Slytherin's. Their fort was by far the best looking fort. I could see the older students bossing the younger ones. They had at least ten tough solid towers and one long fort. I sighed. Thankfully, all three houses would attack them first.

I looked at my watch and we had ten minutes left. I took out the food I had packed earlier and served them to the younger kids first, followed by the older. I gave the Quidditch team coffee so they could be alert at all times.

I got up with my Station—Fred, Katie, Hermione, Seamus and ten other first and second years. We stationed at the top of the ice tower. Professor McGonagall went for a last round to solidify the ice tower and the fort.

I could see Station One on my left and Station Three on my right. Station Four was divided into two groups of twenty or more. I got excited.

"Feels like a real war, doesn't it?" Fred asked laughing as I nodded silently. I put on my gloves and gripped my fingers tightly to my wand. So did the rest.

"Everyone, stop building your fort," Dumbledore announced. "May the best House win. On the count of three.. One.. Two.. Three!" he shouted.

Everyone on my station shouted 'Protego!' around our fort, making it indestructible. I smiled happily. I saw all of our stations throwing snowballs (transfigured or not) to the fort of Slytherin. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw did the same too. I laughed as the Slytherins exploded with anger.

We barely did anything. All we had to do was Hover the snowballs that Slytherin sent us. They were panicking, as they had three towers left and they were soon to be finished.

We asked our other stations to slow down, not wanting to waste any snowballs, letting Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff finish them off. They were happily throwing snowballs at them.

Not more than five minutes later that the forts of the Slytherin's were wrecked and Professor Dumbledore announced that they were out of the game.

It was now down to Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. We were all attacking one another. This time we had no time to sit and wait for the snowballs. Now we had dozens at once. My station was doing their best. We had chosen the best students at casting charms and they were indeed good.

Hermione Granger had switched to the Transfiguration Station to invent new weapons, as Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were familiar with our old snowballs.

Suddenly, a huge (as big as a table) snowball was about to crash in our fort. 'Wingardium Leviosa!' I shouted and the snowball went to the Ravenclaw's fort and took one down. Ravenclaw were now devastated and started changing their target from Hufflepuff to us.

The Transfiguration Station now transfigured the huge snowballs into butterflies as they emerged and not leaving a mark on us.

So far, our fort was damaged here and there, but not too much and there left four ice towers instead of six. Hufflepuff was still looking strong. Ravenclaw's fort looked like it could fall over to the students. Like I predicted, it did fall and they were out.

I heard disappointed mumbles and it was just Hufflepuff and us Gryffindors. 'Bye,' I murmured to Fred and Katie as they left for Station Five. Ron and Dean had replaced Fred and Katie. Though they weren't as good in charms, they were good in making the snowballs explode.

We kept protecting our fort until Hufflepuff started throwing snowballs that were lit on fire. Some of the Gryffindors looked nervous, as the thought of the fire would melt our fort crossed our minds.

'Alright team; all we need to do is work in pairs. One pair use Aguamenti, while the other explode them, alright?' I instructed the younger ones as they just nodded.

I got partnered with Ron and I kept on using the Aguamenti spell and he exploded the snowballs since he was better at it.

It looked like there was a new station down there. There were younger students making loads of huge snowballs for Stations One and Three.

I looked at Station Five, who was now flying in the cold weather. Hufflepuff did not expect this at all. I could see Oliver instructing his team to attack. They threw millions of ice cubes to freeze the students and went back to retreat. This time, they used their wands to carry millions of snowballs and threw it at them again. They went three by three and Oliver was up there commanding orders.

Two minutes later, Hufflepuff students had outsmarted us. Knowing that Station Five had no protection, they threw a big snowball and threw it at Oliver. He nearly fell of his broom, but then he ordered all of them to retreat back, not wanting to risk anyone falling off and injure themselves.

'Damn it,' I cursed to myself. On the corner of my eye, I saw ten of the snowballs that the new station had built. They were now levitating in the air. They shot at the same time and then Hufflepuff stopped attacking.

That's it! We claimed victory! All of us were cheering and congratulating each other and stopped working.

I saw five huge snowballs lunging from the Hufflepuff tower and it hit the ice tower and it changed back to a tree. I fell off with Ron, Dean and the rest.

I felt my ankle twist and my stomach was hurting from the fall since I had fell face down. I looked around me to check if anyone was hurt, they were just moaning in pain but it was nothing serious.

The Gryffindor fort had no protection now. Oh no. I looked up and Hufflepuff had sent icicles—breaking into our fort. Now, there was a full on mist out of nowhere. Hufflepuff must have casted it. I couldn't see anything clearly and then Hufflepuff threw flame snowballs and icicles. I saw a seventh year Hufflepuff student cast a blizzard on our fort and then it collapsed. I felt disappointed.

'HUFFLEPUFF WINS!' Professor Dumbledore announced and they had stopped throwing snowballs and I still lay down on the snow, freezing my ass off.

Suddenly, Fred grabbed me by the arms and I put my arm around his shoulder and he put his arms around my waist, trying to hold me up. My ankle was not doing any good.

'You all right?' he asked.

'Twisted ankle I think,' I told him as he took me off of him and carried me instead. I locked my hands around his neck and rest my face onto his coat.

Madam Pomfrey had her own station with no more than ten students lying down. They all had been injured, but not seriously. 'Oh great, another one, put her down here,' she said sourly and Fred dropped me down onto the cold snow. I shivered.

'She twisted her ankle,' he told her.

'It's nothing serious. Good. Here,' she said and offered me a bottle. 'Drink it twice a day after breakfast and dinner,' she told me as I clutched the bottle. She dismissed us and Fred carried me again and we headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room.

A/N: So I'm done with this chapter. I know it has nothing to do with the plot of Harry Potter that JKR wrote. So just bare with me. There will be future events that are not related to the real Harry Potter. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and review please :D