CRACK! A loud noise interrupted Jack's work and two identical red-heads appeared suddenly in the center of the room. Momentarily forgetting her surprise at Jack's powers, the girl glared at the two newcomers. "Stop doing that!" She said weakly then turned back to stare at Jack suspiciously.
"Hello Harry!" Said one of the twins, "We thought we heard your dulcet tones."
"You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry, let it all out, There might be a couple people fifty miles away who didn't hear you." The other twin said beaming at the dark haired boy Jack finally knew to be Harry, the boy he was supposed to keep an eye on.
"Although I must say I'm impressed!" The first twin said looking around the frosty room, "Who managed to pull off this little prank?"
"That would be me." Jack said drawing the twin's attention to himself, "The name's Jack. Jack Frost." For the second time that night, Jack reached out a hand and the twins eagerly shook it one by one.
"Nice bit of handiwork you got here!" One of the twins said, "We might just have to learn a few secrets of yours. The name's George by the way."
"And I'm Fred." The other said, equally impressed. At that moment the door opened once more and another girl, also with red hair, Jack was starting to see a pattern in this house, came in. "Oh hello, Harry! I thought I heard your… What happened in here!" The girl spun around the room taking in the whole sight.
"Pretty cool huh!" Said Fred, or was it George? "A prank worthy of a master I would say."
"You did this?" The girl said turning to stare at her brothers, "Oh no! Mum is not going to be happy about this!"
"Relax little sis!" Said George… or Fred, "It wasn't us! It was the new guy, Jack Frost."
The girl turned to look at the smirking winter spirit, "I didn't know anyone new was coming! Hi my name is Ginny. It's nice to meet you Jack."
Jack bowed dramatically, causing the twins to snicker. "Nice to meet you too!" Jack called on the wind and gracefully floated backwards onto the nearest bed, balancing his toes on the headboard. The six children in the room gaped at him in surprise.
"But this is not possible!" The bushy haired girl said suddenly, "There is no way you can be Jack Frost! It's just not possible." The kid looked as if she were on the verge of a mental breakdown.
"Ok. What exactly is going on Hermione?" Ginny said eyeing the girl, Hermione. "What do you mean he can't be Jack Frost? He just said that was his name didn't he?"
Ron looked at his little sister pridefully, "Jack Frost is a muggle myth. He's the one who brings winter."
"Uh guys… I'm right here you know." Jack was starting to become impatient. They all looked at him critically. "Oh come on! You all live in a world full of magic and strange creatures and you think its impossible for me to exist! I mean, I just gave you solid proof!" he gestured wildly to the winter wonderland around him.
"So that's what that was." George said whistling with admiration.
"Yes!" Jack threw his hands up in frustration.
"Ok so maybe you are Jack Frost…" Harry said sizing Jack up not looking completely convinced, "...But what exactly are you doing here?"
"Oh you know...this and that!" Jack rubbed the back of his neck nervously, unsure about whether or not he was supposed to tell Harry he was going to be his personal bodyguard.
"That's reassuring!" Hermione glared at him, "Well how do we know we can trust you?"
"Well...um…" Jack never suspected these kids to be so suspicious and he was honestly unsure about how to get them to trust him. Jack decided that words weren't the best course of action in this situation. He quickly hid his hands behind his back and looked towards Hermione.
"Hey Hermione…" He taunted, not one person in the room missed the mischievous glint in the winter spirit's icy blue eyes. "Think fast!" Quick as lightning, Jack wound his arm back and let loose a perfectly formed, soft, white snowball. Before anyone could react, the snowball flew through the air and hit Hermione square in the face. The tension in the room rose to all new levels as everyone waited to see what Hermione would do. For a split second, Hermione looked as if she wanted to strangle Jack, but then, a barely noticeable blue shimmer appeared in her eyes. Hermione's entire body relaxed and she began to laugh startling everyone in the room. She clutched her stomach as she laughed even harder and swiftly picked up a handful of snow from the frosty floor, hurling it towards Jack. Jack expertly dodged it and smiled mischievously at her.
"Oh come on!" He taunted, "It's going to take a lot more than that to beat the king of winter in a snowball fight!" As if to prove his point, Jack threw more snowballs effectively hitting everyone else in the room. The same blue shimmer that appeared in Hermione's eyes appeared in the eyes of the other five children and in the next moment a full blown snowball fight had erupted. Snowballs flew in every direction and Jack made sure to keep each child fully stocked with snow to throw at each other. It was amazing to Jack how different each of them were when they let go of their stress and actually acted their age. The tension in the room had disappeared completely as snowballs and laughter filled the frosty air. At some point in their fight, the twins decided to team up against Jack and began throwing as many snowballs as they could at him. However, being a winter spirit gave Jack certain advantages and he flew around the small room laughing and dodging each snowball that came his way. It wasn't long before Ginny joined her brothers in their target practice and it was eventually Ginny who hit Jack. She threw a perfectly formed snowball at the spirit and it hit him right in the center of his stomach. Jack dramatically threw a hand up to his forehead and staggered in the air.
"Oh dear me!" He said earning a few chuckles from the group, "I do believe I've been hit!" Jack released himself from the wind and dropped dramatically onto Ron's bed. He laid as still as he could and stuck his tongue out of the corner of his mouth for added effect. At this point the children were laughing their heads off and clapping loudly at Jack's theatrical performance. Jack jumped off the bed, landing softly on his feet and gave his audience a series of exaggerated bows.
"Thank you! Thank you! I'll be here all week!" The twins snickered and Hermione rolled her eyes mockingly. "Oh alright…" She sighed, "I guess you're not as bad as you seem."
Not a moment later, footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs.
"Uh-oh." One of the twins whispered, and with a loud crack, both of them were gone.
"I guess they passed their apparation tests didn't they." Harry deadpanned.
A few seconds later, the door to the bedroom was opened and Mrs. Weasley appeared in the room. "The meeting's over, you can come down and...WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE!" Mrs. Weasley's face turned brighter red than her hair as she took in the appearance of the room. Her furious yell seemed to set off multiple things all at once. At the sound of Mrs. Weasley's shouts, several people came running up the stairs and soon the people in Ron's small room were joined by Bunny, Lupin, Moody and Sandy. Jack could hear the other guardians out in the hall, but the room was much too small to hold everyone. The other thing Jack noticed, startled him quite a bit. A soul piercing screech rang throughout the hall and into the room. Soon after the initial screech, several other voices joined it and he had to cover his ears to prevent himself from getting a headache.
"FILTH! SCUM! BY-PRODUCTS OF DIRT AND VILENESS! HALF-BREEDS, MUTANTS, FREAKS BEGONE FROM THIS PLACE! HOW DARE YOU BEFOUL THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS-"
"What the Bloody Hell is that!" Bunny yelled holding his sensitive ears tightly, "Sandy stuck his fingers in his ears and made a dream sand picture of a yelling woman. Peeking out into the hall, Jack could see what looked like a window with dirty velvet curtains hanging at either side of it. On the other side of the window was the ugliest woman Jack had ever set eyes on. She was an older woman in a black cap and she was screaming bloody murder. Her eyes were rolling creepily and gobs of spit were erupting out of her mouth. Lining the hallway, several other windows had their curtains blown back and were screaming and moaning almost in sync with the woman. Jack felt as if his ears were going to fall off from the sheer force of the sound erupting from the hallway. Suddenly, a door opened on the other side of the hallway and Sirius charged out and grabbed the curtains of the window violently.
"Shut up, you horrible old hag, shut UP!" He yelled at the woman. Instantly, her yellow face turned an ashy white. "Yoooou!" she roared at him, "Blood traitor, abomination, shame of my flesh!" Sirius finally managed to close the curtains and the woman became silent once more. Sirius promptly turned to face Harry.
"Hello, Harry," He said gratingly, "I see you've met my mother."