Lifting it with a rope so Harry could see a giggling Padma he raised an eyebrow. "Oh my. This means war."
Suddenly his team looked nervous as over six snowballs began forming in mid air around his left wrist. As he lifted his hand and pointed, Terry gave a brave shout. "Ladies, as we die today we shall pass the snowball on for future generations!"
Any reaction to that was muted as the other students in the classroom realized that snowballs were beginning to invade the room.
Professor Aurora Sinistra reached the top of the Astronomy tower and paused.
Silence whipped through the class. Snow was everywhere, there where walls built here and there, some ice defenses, a fairly large snow duck, and a large feeling of 'Oops, were we caught?' flowing through the area.
She looked out toward the forest. Yes, still above freezing. Snow had to be a spell.
She sighed. "Alright, who started it?"
Everyone's head turned to a boy with about eight snowballs hovering around him, a ninth one in his hand ready to throw. Noticing the looks he casually dropped the snowball, brushed his robe off, and stood straight.
"Professor, there is a perfectly reasonable and understandable reason for all of this."
She crossed her arms, eyebrow raised.
He nodded and gestured to a girl with bush brown hair. "It was Hermione's idea."
A much LONGER pause before the wrath of Mione suddenly loomed over the boy and snow began flying again. Professor Sinistra considered just going back down. It would be easier. Maybe if.
A snowball smacked into her hat, knocking it off.
Again, the tower paused.
She casually withdrew her wand. "Well, maybe as an introduction we can do something a bit different."
Her wand barely moved and a large pile of snow began turning into spheres behind her.
Her eyes had a twinkle but her smirk was very subtle. "My name is Professor Sinistra, and I will tell your next of kin you died with honor."
Snow happened. In large amounts.
Harry had never been in trouble WITH a professor before. He would have to remember this if he ever wrote a book. Maybe when Professor McGonagall wasn't about to blow a gasket. Professor Flitwick seemed to be having trouble not laughing.
Minerva sighed. "Professor Sinistra, I appreciate that under the circumstances you may have lost your temper, and we all appreciate that you restricted the size of your snow-golems to under five feet tall." She tried to ignore Filius giving her a thumbs up. The dueling champion loved making minions. "I must say that the ice prisons may have been a bit much though."
Aurora gave a sheepish grin. It hadn't been so long ago that SHE had been in Hogwarts, and frankly the whole thing had been pretty stress releasing. "Well, some students kept digging out the others, and I was a bit out numbered..."
Filius chuckled. "Not after the army you made. WELL done."
Minerva rubbed her head. A potion would be nice. "Harry, just... why snow? It is going to get cold soon enough anyway. Last thing we need is MORE of it."
Oh Merlin, he had that look. "You mean... Sun Balls? I... BRILLIANT!"
"Just... go to your House. I will be taking 20 points for causing a snow situation."
He leaned forward. "Could we call it snowmageden?"
The tall witch just pointed to the door. Harry sighed with a grin and left.
Minerva turned to Aurora. "And... well, next time START with the Army. I prefer snow chickens myself, people really underestimate something tiny that clucks at you until it starts throwing snow-eggs..."
Filius had a glazed look. "Ah, those were the days... That boy is much like his father."
The Deputy Headmistress handed the other two some glasses with fire-whiskey in it. "If he starts doing group pranks, we are all in deep trouble. At this point I think he has friends in all the houses..."
The other two professors flushed a bit and drank a little faster than advisable. An all house marauders would be... troubling.
A distraught Hermione glomped Harry as he entered the common room. "Harry, are you in detention? Did they suspend you? Are they banishing you to Egypt? Did they eat your foot? Did..."
Holding her shoulders back he turned to Padma who was REALLY acting innocent. "Oh you wound her up a lot didn't you?"
She was trying to innocently whistle.
She should probably learn to whistle.
Terry grinned. "So what is the damage? Detention?" Harry grinned right back. "Well, I lost twenty points, so I guess Ravenclaw only earned 80 points from me today."
Hermione swatted his shoulder. "You could have gotten in trouble, prat. Don't do that, you hear me?"
His grin earned him another swat before he raised his hands. "Look, sometimes emergency snowball fights have to happen. Plus, think of all the awesome snow spells we saw today!"
She paused with her hand raised, eyes going a bit blank. "You saw them... you can see magic... you can TEACH US THOSE!"
His grin was wide. "Yep."
Snow warfare was going to evolve in this school.
As Harry entered his Mind scape, he noticed Wisdom waiting and tapping a foot. "Yes? Did I forget something?" She gave a nod. "You haven't been practicing the Rail Tube or Fire Lance attacks enough. You also should also prepare, since tomorrow is that greasy man's potion class."
He nodded absently, then laid down on the grass. With no one else around, he could relax in his mind again. Idly he looked over. The doors to his friends minds were still there of course, but they were faded and unactivated right now. He thought about how many people should gain access to this place... probably should wait a year. At least until everyone builds up their mental worlds and can help others.
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