Winter is Simply Delightful!

[Tyler]

Morté and Hermione thought it was another cold and boring day at Hogwarts...Let's re-think that?
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Chapter One: The Cold Day Flu

The night was horrible, and it turned into an even worse day. The wind and snow was pounding against the window. It was nearly sub-zero temperature and yet they still had to go to class. Harry and Ron took the most time to get out of their dorm as possible. They were not looking forward to another cold day. The whole week had been filled with odd weather conditions. First it snows, then the next day it rains, then the next it was sunny. The weather didn’t make sense anymore.

It was already 8:30am by the time Harry and Ron had reached the common room. In the room there was almost every Gryffindor huddled around each other to keep warm. The small fire did nothing to warm them or the room. Harry and Ron looked everywhere they could through the sea of kids, yet Hermione had left without them.


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Morté woke to the pounding of wind against his window. It was nearly 7:00am, to Morté that is extremely late. Morté quickly jumped out of bed, ran into the yellow and black laced bathroom. He took a quick 15 minute shower and tapped his wand to his hair. With a small ping sound his hair was instantly dried and brushed.

Running down into the Common Room he found nearly every Hufflepuff surrounded by the notice board. From what he could tell, everyone's classes were mixed up due to the changing weather. Morté hastily pushed his way past many-o-Hufflepuff to see if his classes were changed.

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For Morté J. Luné:

1. Care of Magical Creatures
2. Free Period
3. Defense Against the Dark Arts
4. Transfiguration
5. Lunch
6. A History of Magic
7. Muggle Studies
8. Charms
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Morté unpinned his schedule from the notices board and threw it into his pocket. Now very happy he had to travel outside, he trudged upstairs and grabbed all of his outside gear. He put on his long yellow and black winter robe, his yellow gloves, black beanie hat, and rather large brown boots. As he was doing so Hermione was walking out from the Great Hall into the Entrance Hall.

Not many students were looking forward to going outside, and the ones who really didn't want to go outside had the "cold day flu." It only came around when an extremely cold day came along, which was two times in every school year. Hermione felt otherwise though. She needed to go to classes, always did, always will.