Hey guys! I got quite a couple views on the last chapter, but sadly, no one favorited, subscribed, or reviewed. :( And I know that the first chapter wasn't fantastic, but I haven't written a story in quite some time, and I PROMISE, he chapters will hopefully get better and longer. I'm working on it. Just help me out here, and give me some feedback. :) So I suppose that's it. And just a reminder, if you haven't read Wasted Time, you should do that. Read on Audience!

Anything you recognize is obviously not mine. It's J.K. Rowling's. All plots are mine though.

Ring-Around-the-Rosie

I loved playing ring-around-the-rosie when I was four. It was, by far my favorite game in the world. I know it may sound silly, but the simple joy of spinning and then tumbling to the ground laughing was fantastic fun.

On this particular fall day, I was playing with my younger cousin Lucy and my older cousin Rose. I remember a slight breeze ruffling through our bright red hair. Yes, all three of us had acquired the "Weasley hair". The sun was shining and feather-like clouds swept gracefully across the sky. We were in the backyard of the Burrow, of course. The mothers were inside chatting about big boring grownup stuff.

At one point, our mothers decided to wreck the great fun we were having, and made us come in for lunch. We begged them to let us play just a bit longer, but they assured we could come back out if we finished lunch.

Sure enough, we made it back outside. This time the wind had picked up and the sun was hiding behind clouds. We didn't care, and we continued to spin and tumble, shrieking and giggling the whole time.

We had just tumbled, and we just lay there in a heap. Lucy, suddenly jumped up and squealed, "A snowflake! I felt a snowflake!"

"I didn't feel anything," said my bossy cousin Rose. "So that means it's not snowing! And besides, it's only November 5th. It can't possibly be snowing."

"Wait! I just felt one! Just there!" I hollered, pointing to my arm. "And another one!"

"Oh, I just felt one," admitted Rose.

"Told you so!" Lucy taunted.

At that point, tons of snowflakes were floating down faster around us. The three of us jumped around in circles, our tongues' in the air, attempting to catch the delicate flakes in our mouth.

"How many have you caught?" squeaked Lucy.

"So many!" Rose laughed, her voice full of delight.

"Me too!" I giggled. I looked at my cousins. Both of them had bright pink cheeks, and I assumed mine looked similar. "Let's play again!" I suggested.

"Ooh, let's!" agreed my cousins. We joined hands and continues to play, chanting out the song as we did. I remember, I was the first to slip on the thin layer of snow coating the ground. Soon enough, both Lucy and Rose had fallen to the ground.

Of course, just like before, the moms opened the back door and summoned us inside. They scolded us for not coming in once the snow started, but I could see a hint of a smile, and twinkles in their eyes, probably remembering when they played outside as children. So in my five year old brain, if they had done it, it was okay for us to do it too. And that justified everything.

And scene! Well. I don't think it was that bad. I hope not:) I hope maybe some of you fantastic people will favorite, subscribe, and review. Hint Hint** Alright. Next chapter will be up within a week. Bye for now.