“Hurry Erin! Hurry!”

“Wait up, Bee!” Erin called after Beezus. It was three days before Christmas and both of them are staying at Hogwarts for the Holidays. The school grounds are almost covered with snow and the brewing air was feeling colder and colder.

Beezus suddenly came to a halt and Erin wondering what happened quickly paced nearer. “What’s wrong?”

“Hmm..Nothing.” But Beezus was looking intently on the Whomping Willow. “Can it still move with all the snow stuck on its branches?” Beezus asked out of nowhere.

“I don’t know. Come on, let’s just make a snowman.” Erin suggested enthusiastically.