Okay, hi guys. Me Farore here.

I know I haven't been updating in a while, and I'm sorry about that. I'm so sorry. But life threw me a term paper, and so… yeah. Meh.

Please enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I still own nothing. Dangnabbit.

After the incident with the angel, life in Hogwarts for the three friends passed by in a bit of a blur. They only really stopped to notice what was going on when the snow started. It began when Jack stepped outside for 3:00 in the morning Quidditch practice. He was tired and miserable, as it had been rather cold lately. Then he stepped outside and felt something wet hit him. Then he noticed the wet stuff was white and flaky.

"Snow," he said in bemusement. Quidditch practice that morning was full of Fred and George, the Beaters, making snow-Bludgers and practicing with those. Jack was soaking and giggling by the time he went inside for breakfast.

He squished inside and sat down with a sigh next to Martha and The Doctor. The Doctor took one look at him, flicked his wand, and suddenly Jack felt dry. "Thanks!" he said, and meant it. The Doctor grinned. "Not a problem! Now, I must ask something in return." he said. Jack was slightly confused. "…What?" The Doctor leaned in close. "I need," he said seriously, "your professional opinion on how good Fred and George are in a snowball fight." Jack grinned.

The Weasley twins wouldn't know what hit them.

After class was over, Jack, Martha, and The Doctor casually strolled across the grounds, to where they saw the Weasley twins. They had enchanted snowballs to hit the back of Professor Quirrell's turban. Martha frowned. "Doctor, isn't…" "Yep!" he said brightly. The three looked at each other and then cracked up. "They're… They're… Ohmigosh they're throwing snowballs at Voldemort!" Martha gasped as she laughed. They all laughed for a bit, then The Doctor straightened up. "Right!" he said. "Time to issue a formal challenge." With no small amount of trepidation, Martha and Jack followed The Doctor, who confidently strode up to the lounging twins. "Brothers!" he said. Fred and George looked lazily at their younger brother, still smirking. "I challenge you two to a snowball fight!" They stood bolt upright. "Are you quite sure?" Fred said. The Doctor nodded solemnly. "Yes. You may choose the terms of battle; I merely request both of my friends may join." "WHAT?" Martha squeaked. "Who said anything abo-" Jack kicked her, effectively both shutting her up and making her kick him back. Meanwhile, the Weasleys were forming terms of war. "Yes, and remember: all other magic is game!" George was finishing saying something. "Brilliant!" The Doctor grinned and motioned his friends aside. "Alright guys, here's the plan: In one hour, in the area near the lake, the fight will commence. We have till then to build a fort and ammunition, as well as planning a strategy. We may use any magic, except that which directly affects the opposing side. Got it?" There was a silence, then: "You hadn't said we were going to be in it!"

The Doctor just grinned. "Right! No questions! Now, here's what I was thinking…"

At 5:28, people were crowded by the lake and the two snow forts in front of it. The forts were magnificent-on one side was a sturdy wall that curved up, back, and around the people behind it, and on the other was another wall. This one, though, had several curves and even zig-zags in it, as well as strange circular markings on some areas. None of the observers were going into the actual war zone, of course, but several were taking bets on who would win. Almost everyone was going for the Weasley twins. At 5:30, from behind both of the forts a red-headed person emerged. They shook hands, then turned and went back behind their forts. Then, all of hell seemed to break loose.

Snowballs were being flung from either side of the battlefield. The Weasley's multiplied in midair and seemed to zone in on a target, while those from Harry's gang's side seemed to explode once they reached the opposing fort. Some of the ones that actually hit the fort were filled with a green goo nobody had ever seen before. Whatever it was, it seemed to eat through the snow in the twin's fort. Everyone was terribly excited, and some began to cheer for one side or the other.

On The Doctor's side, as soon as he returned behind the fort, Martha and Jack flung the snowballs they were each holding up and towards the other fort. When The Doctor shouted a word in Gallifreyan, they exploded in midair. But the twins had released their snowballs, too. They zoomed towards the other fort, but many got caught in the intricacies of their wall. The Doctor grinned. "See? I told you! Always works!" "Great, Doctor," yelled Martha, "But what about the multiplying ones?" The Doctor looked up, and cursed in a language that definitely wasn't English. "Here, leave it to me!" Jack stood up, and began firing off blasting spell after blasting spell at the snowballs. He was a pretty good shot, and hit most of them. They all cheered. "Alright!" yelled The Doctor. "Charm the special ones to fly towards the other side!" "Wait, which ones are which?" Jack muttered. The Doctor sighed. "The ones with the writing on them, silly!" Jack grinned.

The crowd gasped as the twin's fort collapsed. Two Weasleys came running out of it, and still holding snowballs, lobbed them at the other fort. These snowballs repeatedly bounced off of the other fort until finally punching straight through it, causing it to collapse. "HEY!" Ron Weasley shouted. He then ran out of the pile of snow, scooping up snow as he went and flinging it at his brothers. The three then proceeded to have a savage hit-or-miss snowball fight, dodging and running, till Hermione and Harry popped out of the snow and hurled snowballs at the twin's unsuspecting backs.

"We surrender!" The twins cried after an attack on both sides, leaving them helpless.

Ron, Harry, Hermione, and the crowd all cheered.

Yaaaay snowball fight! I don't think that green stuff was earthly :D

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