Oh January. Lawns of lovely pristine snow just waiting to be trampled upon and hurled at unsuspecting civilians. Merlin but I do love the winter time.
You know, mates, it's been much too long since we've gotten good and pissed (and when I say much too long, I mean....about two weeks.)
I motion for a glorious, manly, bonding night of booze and mischief sometime soon! Bully to all the Prefect duties, Head Boy responsibilities, and whatever else has distracted the lot of you from the TRUE calling of MARAUDING.
....unless it's skirt-chasing, of course. Did I tell you lot about the lovely little Ravenclaw I met while on my way to Greenhouse 2?