As the year entered November it turned very cold and everyone was wondering just how exactly Jack can stand being outside at around -20 with only his uniform on.
"Frost," he heard Percy say one day as they met him by the lake "Put on a scarf or at least a cloak, you'll catch a cold otherwise."
"Yeah yeah," Jack said waving it off "But jut so you know, I don't get cold, or colds."
"He's right you know Jack," Hermione said as Percy left (Harry and Ron gave him the run down on how they knocked out the troll and became friends) "You don't want to get sick before your first Quidditch match do you?"
"I don't get sick because of the cold," Jack said wishing they would understand, making a snowball with no gloves on "I only get sick if the weather gets too hot."
Confused, but leaving it at that, the others just stayed huddled around the jam jar holding a portable blue flame and kept warm, while Jack, Fred and George ambushed a few Slytherins with their ammo.
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"Uh-oh here comes trouble," Fred said pointing to Harry Ron and Hermione, Snape coming over to them a evil - well more evil then usual, look on his face.
"Does he look like he's limping to you?" Jack asked curiously.
"Library books are not to be taken outside the school," they heard Snape say "Give it to me, and five points from Gryffindor."
"Aw really?" Jack asked pulling out a library book himself called 'The Top 100 Wizard Pranks' "Now how are we gonna do any of these..."
"Don't worry Jack, that's not a rule, he just made that up," George said glaring at Snape.
"Yeah, anything to knock off points from Gryffindor." Fred said aiming his newest snowball at him but missing and hitting a Ravenclaw second year instead.
Wanting revenge said Ravenclaw, a girl with blonde hair called Elisa Dale, made a snowball herself and fired it back hitting, surprisingly, Jack.
Everyone gasped and stared whispering.
"She hit Jack..."
"Jack Frost got his with a snowball..."
Then.
"The snowball crown now belongs to someone else!" Fred and George cry out to cheers and applause as Elisa was grabbed and pulled over to the middle of the grounds a confused look on her face.
"All I did was hit him with a snowball..." she said wondering what all the fuss was about.
"According to Jack, no one has ever managed to hit him with a snowball in years," Fred said as George told Jack to hand over the crown.
"I would," Jack said dusting the snow off his robes "But I don't have it right now. Must be somewhere at home. Besides she only hit me because I was distracted. I bet you wouldn't be able to hit me if I was focused."
"Oh yeah?" Elisa asked grinning marching to the other side of the grounds again, and made a snowball and looked up.
"CLEAR THE AREA!" the Weasley Twins called out making everyone flee to the sidelines, leaving only Jack Frost and Elisa Dale there.
Slowly Jack bent down and made a snowball too and stood up again.
There was a tense quietness that went around the grounds then they counted back from three...
"3... 2... 1... FIRE!"
The two both took aim and fired their snowballs and both got hit, however, Elisa's hit Jack's first so she was dubbed the winner.
That evening, the Gryffindor common room was very crowded, very noisy and very warm thanks to the roaring fire and the body heat coming off everyone.
Jack was sat next to the window, after finishing the Charms homework they had, having opened it a crack to breath, but it wasn't enough.
"I'm going to ask Snape for my book back," Harry said to Jack, Ron and Hermione after a bit.
"Better you than me," they said but Jack got up.
"I'll go with you Harry," he said getting confused looks "He's more likely to give it up if someone is with you right?"
Seeing his point, Harry and Jack left and went off to the staff room expecting him to be in there.
When they got there, Harry knocked, but there was no answer.
"Well, we tried," Jack said turning to leave.
"Well, maybe he left it in there," Harry said and slowly opened the door and froze.
Jack was about to ask why when Snape's voice carried out.
"Blasted thing! How are you meant to keep your eye on all three heads at once?"
Thinking they should come back later, Harry tried to shut the door when –
"POTTER! FROST!"
They paused and opened the door again to see Snape hiding his leg and his face twisted.
"I... I just wondered if I can have my book back," Harry said a little nervous.
"GET OUT! OUT!"
Quickly the two boys left before Snape can take any more points from them.
"What was that about?" Jack asked Harry.
"I dunno, but I think we should tell Ron and Hermione," he said and they rushed back upstairs.
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"Did you get it?" Ron asked as they came back.
"Does it look like we got it?" Jack asked rolling his eyes.
"No, but check this out," Harry says telling the other two what he and Jack just saw.
"You know what this means?" he asked when he finished. "He tried to get pass that 3 headed dog on Halloween. That was where he must have been going when we saw him – he's after whatever it's guarding. And I bet my broomstick, that he let the troll in, to create a diversion!"
"Really?" Jack asked raising an eyebrow a small smirk on his face "You're willing to give up your broom, the broom that you earned that is, right now, one of the fastest in the world, just because of a theory?"
"Well what's yours then?" Ron asked siding with Harry.
"I think it was Quirrell," Jack said after a bit. "You lot haven't seen it, but I've been seeing him act strangely all the time we've been here. Going into and coming out of the forest, messing with his turban, being a little more gittery than usual at some points. Plus," he continued "It needs to take skilled 'Been-working-with-these-creatures-for-ages' people to guide something from where it was living, into a school full of people and noise."
"Oh honestly you lot," Hermione cut in "I know Snape's not all that nice, and Quirrell as... strange, but neither of them would try to steal something right out from Dumbledore's nose.
"Come on Hermione," Ron said rolling his eyes "You think all teachers are like saints or something. I'm with Harry. I think it's Snape. But what's he after? What that dog guarding?"
That night Jack saying he needed thinking space, and to be alone, stayed in the common room and once everyone had gone up, took up to sleeping in one of the big poofy arm-chairs and tried to sleep, but his head was buzzing too much.
"Come on, Jack, you have your very first Quidditch match in the morning, in front of the whole school, and the Guardians... Why did I invite them again? What if I mess up?"
"Well, well, well," a voice said from the shadows, making him stop "I never thought I would see the day when Jack Frost, would be scared of showing off in front of people?"
Getting up slowly, Jack turned to the corner to see Pitch Black.
"What do you want?"he asked through gritted teeth.
"Only to wish you luck for tomorrow," Pitch said smirking a little "Can I not do that? I would have done it in the morning, but, well, you know how daylight affects my powers."
"I suppose you could," Jack said slowly calming down a little "But something tells me that's not the only reason why you're here..."
"Always as smart as ever," Pitch said staying where he was hands in front of him "I in fact came to give mini nightmares to the team, as a joke you know. When I heard that conversation you and your friends were having."
"About Snape and Quirrell?" Jack asked surprised "Well then what do you think?"
"Going but their fears on wither they get it or not," Pitch said "As much as I despise siding with you, Frost, I say this 'Quirrell' is the one to look out for the most."
"But why would he want this thing?" Jack asked more to himself than Pitch yawning a little.
"I don't know, but for now, put it into the back of your mind and sleep for your match in the morning." Pitch said making a sandy blanket and covering Jack with it before going up the stairs to give the others mini nightmares.
The next morning it was very bright and very cold.
The Great Hall was full of delicious smells of fried eggs and bacon and sausages, and the cheerful chatter of everyone excited for the match.
However, neither Harry nor Jack seemed to be all that hungry.
"Come on you two you have to have some breakfast."
"We don't want anything."
"Just a bit of toast..." Hermione said.
"No."
Jack was getting nervous, he had never performed in front of such a large crowd where everyone can see him before – but he wasn't showing it.
Just then Elisa came over to wish Jack and Harry good luck, blushing as Jack thanked her and left.
'Wonder what that was about?' he asked himself turning to his food that Hermione had piled onto his plate for him.
"There he is!" someone called out and before he could turn around to see who it was he was tackled into a tight hug, the smell of mint hitting his nose.
"T... Tooth... Can't... breath..." he said gasping as she apologized and let go, letting him turn around and see the others they way they looked on the 1st of September.
"Sorry," Tooth said beaming "I'm just really excited to seeyou. How are your teeth? Have you been brushing every night?"
"Tooth..." Jack said blushing a little hearing his classmates giggle a little.
"Yeah Tooth, give the kid a break you're embarrassing 'im," Bunny said, to Jack's surprise "So, you gonna introduce us mate?" he asked inviting himself to sit next to Jack.
"That's Hermione, that's Ron, that's Seamus, that's Dean, that's Neville, that's Fred and George, and that's Harry."
"Hello!" they all say together, Fred and George beaming a little more than the others.
Something Sandy picked up on and raised an eyebrow, but before anything could be done, everyone started heading down to the Quidditch Pitch.
At 11 o'clock everyone was in the stands, the Guardians choosing to sit with the Gryffindor's instead of the teachers.
"Oh... this is so exciting," Tooth said excited "We've always been so busy we've never actually seen a real Quidditch match before."
"Really?" Ron asked surprised.
"That's right," North said nodding a pair of binoculars around his neck eyes wide taking it all in getting loads of ideas for that year's Christmas gifts.
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Down in the changing rooms Harry and Jack got changed and wondered how they would do.
"Oh come on Harry," Jack said grinning "You're the youngest seeker in a century, no one can beat you. You'll rip out everyone's eyes with how great you are."
Grinning Harry nodded and they both sat down for Wood's pep-talk.
"Ok men..."
"And women," third year Chaser Angelina Johnson said glaring at Oliver.
"...And women," he agreed "This is it."
"The big one," said Fred Weasley.
"The one we've all been waiting for," said George, making Jack snort a little.
"We know Oliver's speech off by heart, we were on the team last year," Fred said to a confused looking Harry.
"Shut up you two," said Wood "And you Frost." he added as Jack carried on laughing before getting back to his speech.
"This is the best team Gryffindor has had in years. We're going to win. I know it."
"And if we do we over take Slytherin for points for the House Cup," Katie Belle added.
"So... it's a big deal then?" Jack asked.
"Of course it's a big deal," all the older team members said surprised.
"Slytherin have been hogging that Cup for seven years, and us Gryffindor's are the best house to try and take it away from them." Angelina said.
"Right." Wood said picking up his broom "It's time. Good luck all of you."
And with that, they all pick up their brooms and headed out.
