what better thing to do the evening before christmas break than ice skate?

this was barty crouch jr’s mindset when he proposed the idea to the rest of the group.

to put it simply…they had mixed reactions.

pandora was through the roof, giddily hopping around the common room when she was waiting for everyone else to get ready. as for dorcas, much less enthusiastic, but looking forward to the activity nonetheless.

“absolutely not” was evan’s response, but he was easily persuaded by pandora’s contagious cheerfulness and a sad puppy look from barty.

regulus hadn’t said a word, simply retreating to his dorm only to reappear with a pair of black skates slung over his shoulder. he planned for a simple afternoon of solitude as the rest of his friends glided around on the other side of the lake.

as for you, you didn’t see a problem with barty’s proposal. it was just a quick little outing with your friends after all. why not agree?

it didn’t take long until the group was on the lake, completely frozen over. there were a few other students dotted around the surface, slipping and clinging to each other clumsily or gracefully dancing along the chilled area.

pandora was off immediately, not necessarily flawlessly, but she somehow managed to not fall. dorcas followed behind her, carefully watching her steps.

barty jumped right along after them, surprisingly appearing as if the action was effortless. evan was already on the ice, gliding along in a small circle.

regulus was in the distance, the image of perfection as he twirled in loose loops and kicked along the frozen ground.

“you coming?” pandora called over to you, breathlessly laughing as she spun around without a care in the world. “we miss you over here!”