It was a Saturday morning. It was extremely cold outside. Hermione decided to skip breakfast and fool around with makeup and her hair. It was unusual for her, but she had nothing to do. No homework. They would be going to Hogsmeade tomorrow, though, and it was supposed to snow. Hermione made her hair straight using a curling iron; simply running it through her hair multiple times. She was surprised at how long her hair was when straight. She pulled out an elastic from Lavender's makeup bag. She put a ponytail up in her hair. She stared at herself in the mirror and slowly turned her head side to side feeling her hair brush against her neck. She smiled slightly then pulled out some more of Lavender's makeup. No lipstick. She found some blush and eye shadow. She put it on but quickly washed it off as it made her look like a completely different person. She put the makeup back in Lavender's bag then pulled her hair up into a bun securing it with a pencil. She pulled her Hogwarts robe on over her uniform and walked down to the commons. She looked out the window and smiled. She could tell it would snow soon. It was darker than usual and the trees bore no leaves. She could see that there were people having fun flying around on brooms, playing silly games. She would gladly play, but she had no one to play with, and she did not like the height.
There was nothing to do in the common room. No one was around. Hermione lay down on the couch in front of the fire. Her robe draped down over the side of the sofa as she listened to the crackling of the roaring fire. She drifted off, but she was still partially awake. A while later, she heard noises coming from the entrance of the common.
"Did you hear about Voldemort's plan to attack Hogwarts later this year?" one boy asked. Hermione kept her eyes closed and listened.
"No, what's going to happen?" a girl said, worry in her voice.
"No one really knows. He is after at least two students, both rumoured to be in Gryffindor. One boy, one girl, both the same age."
"I hope he does not get any where near us! It would be awful," a third person said. Hermione knew who he would go after.
"Who wants to bet Harry is going to be the boy he's after?" a second boy asked.
"Shh!" Hermione could hear the second girl, "Look, it's Hermione," she whispered, pointing to Hermione.
"I think it will be Harry," the first girl said matter-of-factly.
"Of course it will be Harry!" the first boy said. "But what girl would he be after?"
"Maybe Hermione, since she hangs out with him all the time," the second girl suggested.
"No, then he'd be after Ron, too," the first girl said.
"True," the first boy said.
"So, what do you guys want to do today?" The first girl asked.
They went on talking and Hermione got up about 10 minutes later.
"Hello, Hermione!" they said.
"'Ello," Hermione said tiredly. "How are you?"
"Fine," one boy said.
"What is there to do today?" Hermione asked and rubbed her eyes.
"Go outside. It's snowing. We thought you'd be outside with Fred, George, Harry, Ron, and the others. They're having a snowball fight." Hermione rushed to the window and smiled. She looked back at the others, smiled, said thank you, and ran upstairs to get a warmer robes, gloves, earmuffs, and a scarf to go outside. She left her room as quickly as she had come. She rushed out of the common room, down creaky stairs, through empty corridors, into the large entrance way, and out the door. She picked up some snow in a gloved hand and walked slowly toward the group. She patted the snow into a snowball and stopped once she was in a good range to hit them. She waited until Ginny stopped moving and threw the snowball at her. Ginny had been ready and automatically turned around and threw a snowball back in that direction, but Hermione had moved. Ginny looked around and saw Hermione standing next to a snow-covered tree with another snowball in hand. Hermione threw and hit Ginny in the face. She let out a squeal as Hermione ran some more and began making more snowballs. The boys turned and began throwing snowballs at her. She was out numbered; five to one.
"Hey! Watch it!" Hermione exclaimed and ducked. She began piling snow up to form a wall. A very tiny wall, but a wall no-less. She saw Neville and called him over. The two of them quickly formed a wall that kept them safe when they sat down. Hermione used a spell to quickly create a large pile of snowballs. She did not care about cheating. Fred and George probably were, plus, they were still outnumbered. The two students continued to hurl snowballs at their opponents. Soon, Neville pointed out to Hermione that they were making all their snowballs by hand. She paused just long enough to get hit in the face by a rather large snowball from George. She screamed, wiped her face off, then the battle began again. What had begun at the 7 of them eventually became all the students outside. Hermione's team was still the smaller team, but that was okay. They had the most spells going.
Everyone stopped and went inside for dinner. The entrance hall was soaked from all the melting snow on the students. Many students were still covered in snow, many were red, and many seemed to be catching colds. Filch began sending students back to their common rooms to change into dry clothes, as he did not want to be cleaning up much that night. Hermione at quickly then went up to her dorm to get ready for bed. Parvati and Lavender came in shortly after, followed by Ginny.
"Were you two in the snowball fight?" Hermione asked Lavender and Parvati.
"Yeah, we were on Ginny's team. Did you play? Which team were you on?" Lavender asked.
"I played. I was on my own team. I started the whole thing by throwing a snowball at Ginny," Hermione laughed quietly. "Did you girls have a good time?"
"Wow, Hermione. The book worm. Starting a snowball war!" Parvati exclaimed. "The world is coming to an end! Professor Trelawney was right!"
"Not that rubbish," Hermione muttered. She walked into their bathroom and changed quickly. She left and the girls took turns using the bathroom. Finally they all got in bed and shut off lights. Hermione had a great day compared to most. Bianca came and lay down on her miniature bed atop the nightstand next to Hermione's bed.