A/N: Chapter 3: Snowflakes
By the nineteenth of December Lily was in the habit of sleeping in, and spending most of her time in the common room with Mary, talking and giggling. They went outside a few times, but it had gotten particularly cold and the warm common room was very inviting.
She woke up that morning and pulled her arms from under her blankets, stretching and yawning. As she woke up further she registered that the air in her room was cold. Not just cold but frigid, goosebumps were forming on her arms and she could see her breath clouding and drifting up toward the ceiling. She shivered and pulled her quilt up to her chin. Looking around she noticed that the window ledge had icicles hanging under it, each one dripping steadily from the warm sunlight that poured in. It reflected off the surfaces in the room, revealing a sheen that was most likely ice.
A drop of water landing on her forehead startling her. She looked up to see snowflakes suspended below the canopy of her four poster bed. Their perfect crystalline structures reflected the bright sunlight, causing them to glisten and sparkle. They were beautiful, although some of them were starting to melt. She lay there for a few minutes, taking in their simple beauty. Then a thought occurred to her. How did they get there, someone must have put them there. A name flashed across her mind:
James Potter.
She got out of bed and dressed quickly. The beauty of them forgotten in her anger at Potter. Mary was still asleep, buried deep under her covers away from the cold.
Shivering, Lily left the dorm and walked down the stairs to the common room. He was sitting with his friends by the fireplace, watching Remus and Sirius play wizarding chess.
"James Potter," She called in a loud, firm voice.
He looked up and grinned, "Yes, Lilykins?"
She glared at him, "What did you do to my dorm room?"
"Did you like it?" he asked, a boyish enthusiasm on his face.
"Like it?" she shrieked, "It's bloody frozen over, and you ask me if I like it?"
"Frozen? It was just supposed to be the snowflakes, the freezing charm must of spread."
"Well fix it, cause I don't fancy spending another night in a bloody freezing dorm." She turned and stalked out, ignoring the shocked look on his face, heading for the great hall.
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