Year 4 Part 2

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"Bakugou, what are they doing?" 

Shoto was looking out of the window of the library, seeing a group of students running around and throwing snow at each other. Their faces and hands were red, but their smiles were wide. Bakugou looked out the window too, down to the students messing around outside.

"They're having a snowball fight." he stated before looking back down at his book, making some notes on the complicated number chart in the Arithmancy textbook.

"Snowball fight?" Shoto questioned slowly, looking at the students with a confused frown. "Why would you fight with snow? Wouldn't you just get cold too?"

"It's fun to see a snowball get blasted in someone's face or down the back of their neck." Bakugou grinned.

"I see."

Shoto hummed before returning to his book, currently reading a fascinating chapter on the Hungarian Horntail, a dragon that had black scales and a lizard-like appearance; they have long spikes that protrude along their tails and are fast enough to keep up with Firebolts. It would be impressive to see one in person, in nature and not in captivity. 

"Oi, I'm starving, let's go eat." Bakugou announced shutting his book and putting it in his bag, Shoto doing the same before they left for the Great Hall for dinner. 

Shoto ended up spending a lot of time with Bakugou the first two weeks of the winter holiday. Despite the Slytherin sometimes complaining that Shoto was too quiet, he always ended up dragging him wherever he was going. Most of the time it was to the Library, and Shoto learned just how dedicated Bakugou was to his studies, but one time they went down into the Dungeons and to the Slytherin common room, Bakugou saying it looked really cool and the Lake was full of different species in that time of the evening.

The Slytherin common room was a long and rectangular space, unlike the more cyclical structure of the Gryffindor common room. Their giant fireplace was made of a black tiled material, and silver chandeliers lined the ceiling overhead. The walls seem to glimmer with a faint green, and the royal green colour of the Slytherin crest decorated the couches and curtains. In turn, another night Shoto took Bakugou up to the Gryffindor common room, the blond complaining about the amount of stairs, and there they played Wizard's chest whilst surrounded by ornamental drapes, rugs and soft carpet smothering the floors, and the hearth illuminating the deep maroon walls and reflecting off the snowdrops on the arched windows. 

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They had been to visit Hagrid and Buckbeak thrice so far, the half man half giant offering them cups of tea whilst talking about the spider's egg he had smuggled into the school from a stranger he had played poker with at The Leaky Cauldron.

"Is it dangerous?" Bakugou asked, giving the egg a wary glance over the top of his mug.

"What species is it?" Todoroki asked, looking at the pale grey shell of the egg that was just larger than the size of his hand. 

"An Iranian Wolf Spider, I bet." Hagrid said, patting the egg as if it was his child. "Can't wait for it to hatch. Maybe Buckbeak will 'ave a new friend then, eh?"

Shoto nodded, not wanting to remind Hagrid that the Hippogriff would most likely try and eat the spider should it be left unsupervised, whilst Bakugou scoffed into his tea. A jab in his leg from Shoto's foot shut him up, one he returned twice as hard during dinner that evening.

Shoto made sure to write a letter to Tsu, telling her about how Buckbeak was just about reaching his maximum size, and about the secret spider egg Hagrid was intent on hatching. She said that she and her family weren't planning on travelling anywhere this winter, and so he could send the letter to her home address easy enough, using one of the school owls.

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