"MITTEN!" Celandine swerrrrrrrrrved in the air and swooped low, reaching her bare and blue-tinged hand out in an attempt to snag it from Tibi, much like she was -comparison gasp!- a Seeker reaching out for a snitch.

She would, right about now, be an almost ideal target since she wasn't exactly well balanced on her broom and streeeeeeeetching out for her mitten, all her attention on the woolly thing flapping away in the air.

Where was her human shield?!?

Tibi smiled as Cela saw the mitten and made her way over to him. He toned down the wave from from frantic full arm waves to just a little flap every now and then so it would stick up in the air instead of flopping over.

He felt a little nervous, truth be told, with Cela flying right toward him and it took every ounce of control not to just hit the ground and she flew closer. As she did get closer, Tibi was looking around and realized something... terrifying.

If someone threw at Cela, they might hit him. Or they might hit HER and she might fall and hit him.

GAH. Tibi stretched a little and held the mitten out. Take it soon, take it soon, he thought, squeezing his eyes shut.

Okay, so that look had scared the pants off of Jakers, even though it wasn't really sinister or anything. He gulped as he remembered the correct answer and vowed to find the person who made up the Beaters' Bible and... pelt them with a snowball.

Like REALLY REALLY HARD!

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Jake knew how to have a snowball fight. Oh yes. And he was SO GLAD that they were having one. Because, well, he got some practice dodging and maybe even catching a snowball or two.

And dude, he was going after three particular people. His sister's boyfriend (was he still?), his best friend (was he still?) and that little Ravenclaw firstie who was scared of his own shadow (was he still?).

And they alllllll happened to be Seekers.

As soon as Jake heard the whistle, he mounted his broom and flew up to the sky in great ease, grinning as he felt his pink hair whipping about and stinging his face. He was in his element. Realising he hadn't grabbed any snowballs, the boy went into a dive and then went flat out along the 'ground' (or rather, snow) scooping up the snow as he went. Using his knees to steer, Jake flew waaayyyyyy up high as he packed the snow into three more or less okay balls, and dropped one from directly above a first year Ravenclaw girl, and then another on a fifth year Ravenclaw girl who looked rather familiar.

Element, I tell you.

As soon as Herminny heard the whistle she gathered some snow which she quickly formed snow balls with and took to the skys on her broom carrying as many as she could. When she felt she was up high enough she steadied herself and spotted some people she wanted target. She through one snow ball to the side toward Jake and another straight foward a lille bit down at Celadine who she knew as the know it all and waited to to see what would ensue.

From his position, Jake had a pretty good eye on most things, but it was alot harder to look out for WHITE snowballs among a WHITE background, so you kinda had to see people throw the snowballs if you wanted to make the perfect dodge.

Jake didn't, but on reflex his hand shot up and covered his face, by chance hitting the snowball with his hand. He tried to catch it, but fumbled, and the snowball broke up and fell into three pieces, showering the people below.

Herminny chuckled as Jake tried to hide his face and then then somehow caught the snow ball in his hand and then it fell down in three peices hitting the people below. Man was that one unusual snow ball hit. She then turned her back toward where she had thrown a snowball flying a little lower toward Celadine which in hind site was probably not the best idea.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!111!!1one

Ok ok. Truth be told, Winnie had never actually taken part in a snowball fight. But she'd seeeeen plenty of them by the neighborhood children whoneverinvitedhertoplay and she didn'tknowwhybecauseshedidn'tsmell but whatever. This was herrrrr time, yeah?! And she was actually pretty good at Quidditch as well, so BOOYAH. Winnie was indeed good at something. Take THAT, Mum!

"Hurhur, hurhurhurhur," Winnie chuckled madly as she whizzed through the air on her broom, a freezing cold snowball in one hand, looking for a target. AH. TIBI. A sweet lil Ravenclaw. She wound up her surprisingly strong throwing arm and whipped it.

Muahaah. "MUAHAHAHAAH," she laughed evilly in spite of herself.

Maaaan. Being bad was SO GOOD sometimes.


Sure she was being "bad" within the confines of a class under the supervision of one of the more intimidating professors. SO WHAT.

And he was OFFFFFFFF.

Like spray, the snow flew into a gazillion directions as Fyodor Balouch kicked off the ground, his hands itching for fun, his cheeks red against the [much-loved] cold. Up, up, up he went, until he was in a position which afforded him an amazing view of the pitch below and then, realizing his hands were empty, he lunged into a dive that made the wind roar in his ears.

Dowwwwwnnnnnnn - and then he had pulled out of the dive, not too perfectly but fine enough for the time being, and his arms were [metaphorically speaking, of course] laden with snow, fluffy and white and AWESOME to throw at a caught-off-guard passer-by.

"Here goes something!"

Herminny quickly noticed a girl a bit older then her she soon recognized to be her prefect and turned away from Celadine and sent a snow ball barrelling toward prefect basically just to hit her prefect hopefully.

Shaking the cold snowflakes from where they had gone up his sleeves, Jake took his next snowball and held it ready, taking aim for a spot riiiiiiiight between the shoulder blades.

Never turn your back on Jake...

... during a snowball fight.

ESPECIALLY when there are no rules.

Bwaha.

With all his might, Jake sent the snowball flying through the air, dead on target. He didn't hang around to see if it hit, and sped off, a little higher... a little further away. He'd just dodge snowballs, maybe catch them. He wasn't going down there again for a while...

So Mr. Upstead was having plentyaaa fun, was he? Fyo grinned as he rose in height, and a snowball went whizzing by him, straight for Herminny, and then the corners of his mouth twitched in something like laughter.

This was fun. LOTS of fun.

With a glint in his eye, the fourth year sped by Jake and then, turning around to face the younger boy, threw a scrap of snow Jake's way.

"GOTCHA!"

Or so Fyo hoped.

Herminny suddenly felt something cold and wet hit her hard square in the back and it actual hurt a little. She suspected Jake must have thrown the snowball and even though she did'nt know for sure ase was certainly gonna return the favor anyway. Now where was he. Herminny already knew Jake loved flying really high up and quickly looked up and caught sight of him and forgot about watchiing to see if her other tagets were actual hit. She flew her broom up to his level and smirked as she rolled all the snow she had into one giant snow ball and threw it directly at Jake from behind. She was running out of amo (snow balls) and she knew she should fly back down to the ground and get more snow before she became target practice but but she just had to see the look on Jakes face when that giant snow ball his him.

Sneakeh.

Vereh sneakeh.

But not sneakeh enougheh.

"Oh no you don't," Jake giggled, for of COURSE he would notice if someone went right by him. There wasn't many people up this high. Admittedly showing off a little, Jake did a loop-the-loop around Fyo, going over him upside down. When Jake was in the perfect position right over Fyo, he dropped the snowball that had originally been Fyo's and had hit Jake, but he would never admit that which Jake had remade. That being done, he sped off in a dive towards the ground, hoping to get some more snowballs before coming back up, not knowing if his snowball hit.

"You gotta be faster than that, old man," Jake giggled before speeding away.

More out of luck than anything, with all Jake's zipping around the large snowball, which probably wasn't as easy to throw as the smaller ones, missed Jake by an INCH.

The boy looked shocked for a second before beaming. This was FUN!

"You can't catch me, I'm the JAKEY-JAKE MAN!"

EEEEEEEPPP!

Fyo tried to steer clear of THE BOY!, but the snowball was, clearly, in Jake's court. The latter's snowball fell right on top of Fyo's head, from where it slipped, a white mess, down his cheeks and neck.

ColdColdColdColdCOLD.

"Old man? Nowaiiii!" Grinning, Fyo dived towards the ground, scraped up a little snow and, moulding it into a very rough snowball, threw it at Jake as fast as he could. Which was pretty, PRETTTY fast, if you ask me. Then he grabbed another handful, and whacked that at Herminny.

Now THAT was what you called a good shot.

Just moments after Livvy had thrown a snowball at a Slytherin and she got to celebrate her victory for a few seconds, a wet blob fell on her head. HEEEHHH?! Livvy's hands reached up to touch her head and found SNOOWWWWW!!!! EEEEPP!!! She glanced up to see a smirky Slytherin fly away. Those Slytherins were just out to get her. She swore they were. Wellllll.... PAYBACK.

Determined to get back at the Slytherin, she flew swiftly and with much speed, after her. Her experience on the team showed as she swerved around other members and snowballs and when she was close enough, Livvy smooshed the snowball that was in her hand, in the girl's face.

HAHA!!!!

Laughing evilly to herself, the girl flew on, finding another target to throw at. OH! Gryffindors! Of course Livvy had to throw one at a Gryffindor. Considering that they were going against them in a match soon. The more Gryffindors you injure... the better!

Throwing the ball lightly into the air up and down a few times, she held onto it and then threw it at the Fyo boy with all her might, aiming at his back. It was perfect. Juuuust... perfect. Hopefully she'd be able to make such awesome shots in the Quidditch Match.

"Eeeeehehehheheheeeee! I am master of snowbaaaaallsss. Beware my mighty arm of - "

THWAP! A snowball caught Winnie right in the tookus. The bum. THE SITTIN' MUSCLE.

"Oh-HO! I have just been VI-O-LATED!!" she hollered in delight, way too happy for someone who just got smacked in the bootie with a snowball. She squinted through the air and spotted the offending offender, a small brown-haired Gryffie. AHA. One of her charges. "Good show, Herminny. But I'MMA GONNA GITCHA."

Winnie dived and flew close to the ground, her hand outstretched as she gathered another snowball in her hand. She soared back up and launched the snowball at Herminny.

"AHOY. A-hoy."

Okay, so... yeah, the boy could throw. And whilst Jake was good at flying, he really wasn't as good at snowball fighting as he first thought. His broom did a funny sort of jig with him on it, and the snow went down the BACK of his SHIRT.

Somehow.

o.O

"AhhhHAHHHHAHhhHHHAHHHHHH! COOOLLLLLDDD!" the boy yelped, jiggling around like a fish out of water, determined not to let go of the broom.

Still trying to catch his breath, Jake pulled of his jacket (he still couldn't find a decent set of robes) and flew straight up into the air, tying the sleeves around the broom handle and thus creating a crude hanging basket. Now only his (short sleeved) school shirt and tie covered his top half, and whilst his trousers kept his legs warm, they did NOTHING for his arms.

Pulling off his tie, Jake tied it around his head, so it was knotted at the side. Booyah, ready for action.

At once, holding onto the part of his jacket tied to the broom, Jake sped riiiiiight down and skimmed the floor again, reaching out for nothing. As he sky-rocketed, the boy noted that his jacket had worked, and scooped up a whole load of snow.

"BOOYAH!" he yelled, beginning to make it into snowballs on high... and then...

He dived...

And then...

He pelted another snowball at Fyo, making sure all of his were still in tact.

And then... he had an idea.

He saw the Ravenclaw older chick aim for Fyo and went towards her, holding out his hand for a high-five, staying alert to his surroundings.

"Wanna bet", Herminny called out and leaned into her broom and flew as fast as she could toward Jake but it was really know use. Challenging a seeker, bad idea. Herminny started to fidget a little on her broom and she slowed down with a great deal of effort. She was lucky she did'nt hurt herself. She then remembered the rules and realized she should'nt even be up here cause she was hit but that could'nt count the person that hit her was hit by her. Uh, this was so confuing. She decided to fly back down the ground and gather snow and flew right back all the back up again and spoting Jake she as fast as she could and launched a suprise attack sending 4 or 5 snowballs toward to Jake hoping one of them would hit.

Herminny smoothly dodged the snow ball and sent another at the prefect even though she knew it probably would not hit considering it was gunning right for her face it was all in good fun.

BOO-YAH!

Wouldn't Willow be so proud to see how she was taking advantage of this game? But the best idea was either to get the players sick or make 'em fall really hard so they broke their leg or something. Not the neck. THAT would be just painful and then Livvy would be a MURDERER. EEEEEPPP!!! She didn't want to be that.

As she moved away from that Fyo kid she saw that Hufflepuff seeker dude from last year, holding up his hand. ... What was he doing? Waving at her? Giving her a high-five? Livvy raised an eyebrow slightly, wondering why in Merlin's Beard would a Hufflepuff EVER give her a high-five.

Deciding not to question it, Livvy flew cautiously over, prepared to throw her snowball at him if he decided to make the mistake of throwing at her. She then quickly zoomed past him, lifting her hand and their hands collided quickly in a high-five. That wasn't too bad right? He didn't eat her or anything. So it was cool.

But throwing snowballs at Gryffindors were way too much fun. Taking a snowball from out of her pocket, Livvy swerved around and catapulted her snowball towards that Gryffindor girl. Whateverhernamewas. She remember seeing the girl hanging around Cela, Daphne, and Garret before. But who cares? The girl was gonna face her DOOM!

Evelyn suddenly stopped flying and hovered in the air, gasping as some snow slid down her shirt. Wiping most of the snow off her face, she turned to see who it was. 'RAVENCLAW!' she screamed in her mind. Shivering and trying to move her shirt so the snow would fall out, she...

...Oh wow that's cold...

Cold cold cold COLD!

"She is...sssssoooo p-paying for thiiissss." Evelyn stuttered, finally getting all the snow out, but the trail of it just left part of her skin turn to ice. Turning her broom around, she looked for the Ravenclaw girl, all the while noticing how many Gryffindors seemed to be flying now.

Smiling at the thought of more targets, she spotted the Ravenclaw she was originally going to go after. Speeding quickly, Evelyn zoomed around the other students that were flying, at the same time aiming and throwing a snowball at a Gryffindor girl she recognized as Herminny and another Gryffindor boy she thought his name was Fyo or something like that.

Satisfied with her throws, Evelyn grabbed another snowball from her pocket and zoomed toward the Ravenclaw. 'This better hit.' she thought, throwing the snowball with as much strength as she could, and watched it zoom straight for the girl for a moment before she flew away again.

Ah bella needed to get rid of the snowballs in her pocket. 13 of them? no she already threw 1. ok so 12

So Bella lened forward to go faster on her broom then threw it at the hufflepuff kid, then flew to the otherside of the room (area outside) and was sure now she was going to be hit.

WHAT WAS THAT SOUND?

Fyo heard the whiz, turned around - and gasped and swerved, rather precariously, out of the way of the incoming snowball. It missed by a mere centimetre, thwacked behind Fyo into God-knows-what, and then the Gryffindor had dived down, grabbed as much snow as he could, and thwacked it at Livvy as hard as he could. "Take that, woohoo!"
Ouch.

That HURTTT.

Jake's snowball thwacked him right in the face and, wiping snow off his eyes, Fyo spluttered the white stuff out of his mouth. "Good shot!" He laughed, as he replied with a snowball of his own.

SnowyayYAYAYAYfun!

Heminny then saw a anow ball coming from the sides she recognized to be coming from a young Slytherin girl but because she was younger she just dodged it and turned her back toward olader targets like a certain Ravenclaw cause she did'nt want to hurt the little girl.

Livvy couldn't help but grin in delight as she watched that the snowball had made somewhat of a contact with that Fyo boy. But then he seemed to be coming towards her. EEEEPP!!! Livvy began to fly away right when he threw the snowball at her. AAACCKK!

She tried to fly away from it, but then noticed that two other snowballs were heading her way! HEEEEYY NOW. That wasn't too fair. Three against one? Where was Plymmie and his referee calling of unfairness?

EEEEPP!!!

THUNK!

PLIP!

SMOOSH!

... Livvy glared from under her eyes, her face absolutely fuming from being hit by all three snowballs at once. UNCOOL. Absolutely, not cool.. She swooped down towards the ground and grabbed some snow, quickly packing them into snowballs. And one by one, she threw them at all three of the people that decided to throw one at her. Each one thrown with all her strength and perfect aim.

Herminny dodged one snow ball she noiced coming for her thrown by the girl she just hit from the ground. She quickly dodged it and threw a snow ball of her own gunning for her face to reurn the favor.