The snow was still falling heavily for this month of January. Three weeks had passed since the Christmas holidays and the fatigue of the lessons had returned. With the OWL at the end of your fifth year, the professors were uncompromising with you.

To unwind (and enjoy the thick snow), Fred (and George) had suggested (forced) you to go out to Hogs Meads for the day. You quickly put on your warmest clothes to follow the twins. Despite a dozen snowballs that had lodged in your neck because of the two brothers your age and that your hair no longer looked like anything, it was a superb day.

For 4pm, Fred insisted on going to warm up at Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop, which you accepted willingly. Your fingers were frozen even with your gloves on, a good hot chocolate will do you good.

Unfortunately George had to leave you before entering the café for some reason but you saw the little nod and smirk he gave to his twin. So Fred and you isolated yourself on your favorite table in the back of the café and as a gentleman he bought you your hot drink. The pretty redheaded teenager looked at you with his brown eyes sparkling with mischief and life. "You should go slower, you'll burn your tongue." He mocked you gently.