who altair black baby and dora lupin bdh what snowball fight and such where outside, in the snow when afternoon rating/status probably low/closed
There were worse ways to spend the day, that was for sure. Altair had failed to get all the glitter off of himself. At the moment his winter clothes did a good job of hiding how badly his normal clothes were soaked in glitter. His face still had bits of glitter here and there thanks to his adorably evil sister. At the moment he wasn't honestly thinking about the glitter. No, at the moment he was focused on getting the snow ball just right. He glanced slightly from around the tree he was hiding behind and tried to spot his enemy.
A snowball fight between two people was not as hectic as the fights he had with his family, but it was still giving him a work out.
"Stop hiding," he called out. Well, he was hiding too, but that was beside the point! He finished packing the snowball and ran out from behind the tree. A movement to his side and he whirled around. The snowball hit him in the shoulder and he yelled in surprise. "Oi!"
He promptly launched his own snowball towards Dora. As soon as it left his hands he was leaning down to scoop up more snow. His plan was to get close enough that she couldn't lob another snowball at him. Close enough that he could also threaten her with a handful of snow to the face. Not that he would honestly shove snow in her face, that was just rude!
"Give up the fight, Gryffindor, or I'll make you a snow person." He grinned wickedly at her as he held up his handful of snow.