#12 - One, Two, Snowball! [OPEN]

Ryan rushed to keep up with Joe, though noticed that keeping up with people was something he'd improved at a lot since coming to Hogwarts. Why on Earth... oh yeah, though bloody stairs of death. He grumbled, skidding to a halt beside his friend.

Okay. So, the Private Courtyard? Were they doing more Potions Kit stuff? He supposed that wouldn't be so bad, as he was happy doing almost anything so long as he was with his friends, but Ryan hoped for something a bit more fun. It was the holidays, after all.

He glanced at the snowy sky, though it wasn't so unbearable he yearned to go back inside. Ryan fixed his scarf though, for added warmth. He hadn't spent much time in snow over the years, not really knowing what to do with it besides freezing to death. Of course, the fact he was rarely given new or weather-appropriate clothes didn't inspire any enthusiasm for the colder months.

What was Joe doing? Ryan watched him for a moment, confused as heck until a shape started to form. He glanced over at some older years and began to catch on. This was not a great plan. Older years were scary. Though, he had Joe and Toby so maybe their numbers could make up for it? Either way, he pulled on his own gloves (he'd never admit it, but having to buy new clothes for school was such a great thing), and hurried to help.

'Fortify the the base too,' Ryan suggested as he hugged lumps of cold snow to add to their fort. 'And don't forget Toby's a bit taller than us.' He examined to progress so far, then went to grab more snow, adding it to Joe's design.