You were carefully braiding your red hair into a braid, preparing to get dressed and go outside, where Harry, Ron and Hermione were already waiting for you.

Ron Weasley was your twin brother, and you were a few minutes younger than him. Although you have different characters, you have been very close since childhood. Your family was poor, but loving. You had a good relationship with your brothers and sister.

Putting a hat on your head and hastily buttoning your jacket, you ran outside. A lot of snow fell and you and your friends decided to take a walk. But suddenly a snowball hits you in the face, which causes you to recoil and fall.

"Oh, our poor Weasley has fallen."

You recognized that voice right away. Draco Malfoy.

You disliked him right away because of his lousy personality. He also treated you with disgust. He was always bullying you, trying to distract himself from his real feelings for you. He didn't want to admit that he felt something for you.

"Is something wrong, dirty Weasley?"