You and Harry were over at the Carpenter’s house, all of their kids playing in the snow. Harry was playing with them, helping teach Molly how to put up a good shield. “Alright.. ready.. set-“ he began, once she had it up. “Fire!” All of Molly’s siblings began lobbing snowballs at her, and she faltered, the magic shield falling down and she began getting pelted. Harry was laughing, and he threw one last one at her, hitting her square in the back. “Oh, you’re in for it, Harry-!” Molly said.