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Trying desperately to skip away, Iliana soon realized that her leg would never allow it. Soon, she was hit by Jake's rigorous attack of wild snowballs. One to the shoulder. Another to her chest, sending snow down her robes once more. Then a lovely, low blow to her leg. "OH!" Quickly, she went to the ground, low-crawling her way secretly over to Jake's little makeshift fortress. Hopefully undetected, she got scrambled to her knees and reached up, pushing hard on his snow wall, trying to bring it down on top of him.
Looking over and spotting a patch of fresh powdery snow, Iliana gently fell back and began brushing her arms and legs in great, sweeping motions. "Come on guys! Who wants to make snow angels with me?"
WHAM!
BAM!
SPAM!
Crouching low, Jake grinned as he heard each snowball make a top class impact.
"Wicked," he muttered under his breath, deciding to stay crouched low in anticipation of retaliation.
And retaliation there was... ohhhhhh yes... But not in the way Jake had planned to expect. There was suddenly an avalanche of snow as his wall was totally sabotaged.
Teeth chattering, clothes soaking wet and freezing cold, Jake pushed his head up through the snow to find the perp.
Moooorgannnnn...
And... now what was she doing? Jake watched with just his head uncocealed by snow as the Care of Magical Creatures professor went and made... snow angels? Whaaaaaat?!
"What's a snow angel?" he wondered aloud from his rather comfortable, yet cold, position.