Albus Dumbledore groggily got out of bed. He had absolutely nothing to do today and it was boring. The headmaster glanced out the window and immediately perked up. It was snowing! He dressed quickly and ran to his deputy's chambers.

Godric Gryffindor slid into his portrait in Minerva's bedroom. "Madam? The headmaster wants to see you." Minerva groaned and sat up. "Let him in." She threw on a robe and some slippers. She shuffled into the sitting room, scowling.

"What exactly was so important you woke me at six in the morning during Christmas break?" The witch snapped. Albus merely smiled. "Why it's snowing, my dear!" he exclaimed.

Minerva was about to retaliate with her famous temper, when she saw the look of hopefulness in his eyes. She sighed, "Alright I'll out in a fee moments." The headmaster jumped up and grinned. "Wonderful! I'll be outside!" He dashed out.

Minerva shook her head and got dressed. She went outside and immediately shivered. "It mustbe colder than Antarctica here! Albus? Where are you?" She wandered around looking for her colleague.

Before long, Minerva felt a snowball hit the back of her head and she turned around. Rolanda Hooch was rocking back and forth on her feet, whistling innocently. "I know you did that, Ro," snarled the Transfiguration professor.

Rolanda put her hands up in submission. "Hey, I didn't do anything!" the flying instructor said defensively. "You're the only-" Another snowball hit the square of her back, sending shivers up her spine. Minerva turned to face Severus Snape.

"How dare-" Another shot fired by Pomona Sprout. Another by Septima Vector. Poppy Pomfrey. Aurora Sinistra. Filius Flitwick. Sybil Trelawney, who had surprisingly left her room. No Albus Dumbledore. Only when Aurora got hit did it dawn on Minerva.

"Take cover!" She yelled just as thousands of snowballs came raining down from the sky. Minerva could just see a figure up in the Astronomy Tower.

"Accio brooms! Ro!" Minerva climbed on one broom and took off quickly followed by her friend. Minerva took out her wand and Petrified him. Albus froze and fell to the floor.

Rolanda grinned. Ooooooooo he's in for it now... Minerva knelt next to her friend and smirked. "Oh Albus. There is so much we could do to you right now."They levitated him back to the ground and set him in the snow. The group huddled together discussing what to do. "Leave him..." "Shove snow down his trousers..." "I don't think anyone wants their hands in his trousers, except Min..." "Quiet, Pommy..." They broke up and smiled. Septima put several snowballs in his shirt. Minerva unPetrified him and put him in the leg-locking curse. Sybil took his wand. Then everyone went back in, leaving him to make his way inside.

After about an hour Albus made it to his chambers, where Minerva was waiting with his wand, a lemon drop, and some hot chocolate. He smiled. "You know I have to get you all back right?" He asked after he freed himself. "Yes, I do," she replied.

"And you do realize I remember how ticklish you are, correct?" Eyes wide, she sprinted towards the door, which was locked. "Don't you dare get any closer!"

Albus crept forward. "Is something wrong, my dear?"

"Don't you 'my dear' me. Where's my wand?"

He held it up with a smirk and pounced on her. She laughed and struggled as he tickled her. "Albus giggle. Stop it!" He slowed his attack and grinned. "What's the magic word?" He asked.

"Please! Giggle." He stopped, but didn't moved away. It wasn't until a knock came at the door, did they shift. Minerva stood and smiled. "It's been a pleasure," she said sarcastically and left.

Severus Snape was at the door. He walked in and stood in front of his boss. "Wad their something you needed, Severus?" "I have a plan," was the simple reply. But the mischievous smirk on the Potions Master's face indicated it wasn't nice.