Title: Snow
Words:100
Rating: G
Author’s Notes: even though this is open posting, I used the last challenge, winter.
Snow covered the ground with a metre-thick blanket around the castle. From her window, Ginny could see only whiteness. Even the sky was hidden by falling snow, blank and gray.
There would be no Hogsmeade weekend in this weather. No Quality Quidditch, no butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks, no acid pops... no Harry.
She used to love the snow, built forts and stockpiled snowballs, practiced feints and dives into the soft drifts. Now she just scowled, leaning her forehead on the window glass. Everything was ruined.
...at least until a familiar messy-haired figure stepped out of the fire.