[BEING GRADUALLY REWRITTEN INTO THIRD PERSON]
"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance"
- Aristotle
What if this inward significance was being able to create a piece moments before it happen...
The white coloured blanket crunched under their feet as they walked down the snow path. Fiercely, the wind nipped at their frozen faces as their cheeks became a rosy colour. Their request trip to Hogsmede had been granted, also pining up that anyone else who wishes to go down could
All five of them were bundled up in layers as they trenched through the blizzard. Ophelia's hands were slipped into the furry pockets of her white winter coat as her arm linked with Ginny's. The two girls attempting not to slip as they strolled down the path, the golden trio walking in front
Unfortunately for them it seemed that luck was not on their side. The two girls stepped into an icy part of the road and toppled backwards. Both of them pulling each other down. Their small bodies connected with the hard ground, groans escaped their lips before they broke out into infectious laughter
The golden trio had swivelled around at the sound of their screams, only to find them not in danger and sprawled on the floor. Hermione was the first to start laughing, only attempting to suppress them into giggles
"Oh my god" She laughed "Are you two alright?"
"Amazing Hermione truly" Ophelia sarcastically "I've just fallen back onto a soft pillow of ice"
She shook her head before extending her arms for the two of us to take. As we go to get pulled up, she instead comes toppling forward, joining up on the ground. Meanwhile the two boys remain in their places and begin echoing with laughter
As Ginny went to shout at them, Ophelia tapped her, the two sending a matching message through their minds and them a matching smirk. At first Hermione was confused until the latter handed her two snowballs
"On my count" Ophelia murmured as they nodded their head "One"
The boys couldn't stop laughing as they leant onto each other for support
"Two"
Eventually they began to calm down as Ron then turned to them "Why are you lot so quiet?"
"THREE" Ophelia yelled and the girls immediately launched their snowballs at the surprised boys. All of them hit their targets; Ophelia managed to get Harry in the face whilst Hermione got Ron in the chest and Ginny got him in the crotch. They laughed as Ron almost toppled over, bracing himself from the low blow
"Bloody hell" He groaned, attempting to regain himself "What the hell Ginny?!"
"You didn't help us up in the first place" She innocently shrugged before climbing up herself as she then gestured to the boys to help the remaining two
