The falling snowflakes had almost completely captured the Gryffindor's attention. Did she remember she was still in a game of dodgeball? Hardly. Freshly fallen snow, the kind that wasn't stepped on or mushy and muddy. How often did she see this? Usually it fell while she was still in the castle, warm and snug in her bed, now she could see them delicately hitting the floor of the bubble and you know what...she didn't wanna step on 'em. Merlin this was going to be difficult.

As another hit the floor, she hopped away, causing the bubble to shift about. As much as she liked the winter she didn't like the thought of her feet being cold and slushy.

No time to waste in this lovely season. There were a couple more tentative steps inside the planet and a couple side glances at others hoping they wouldn't be rude enough to bump her in this weather. Cold was cold and Lex didn't like the cold. Not nearly as much as she liked being warm. What were her chances of cutting across the classoom? Like a direct horizontal cut that would likely land her in Summer?

She'd only have to get by the pendulum, yeah? How hard could that be? She'd already bested it once and if she could keep people away from her long enough, it could work.

A sudden, harsh bump sent her back to reality as she jolted forward falling on her knees. Who was she kidding? Avoiding people in THIS class? She'd sooner find the Easter Bunny. He was the guy with chocolate eggs, right?