Meeting old folks. [Alice]

OT: I know that.

Miseria bit her lip for hiding laughter what wanted escape her mouth. Indeed. They should kill each other, not celebrate. But both of them were weird people. When Alice stoped throwing the snowballs, Miseria found herself impressed. Why didn't she attack her back?
"What would you like to drink? Coffee? Tea? Hot chocolate?" she asked in a sarcastic voice. "Butterbeer?" she grinned when giving this choise. Probably Alice would choose something what includes alcohol inside.

OT: But you said, that must be um... 17? I don't remember strictly.

"I don't know yet. Something with alcohol," Alice said, canting her head. She took snowballs and throw them towards Miseria. "I'll think about that when we celebrate."

OT: Nope, I sayd that about order of the phoenix. Only alumni students can join them.

Miseria grinned at her. Alcohol, right. Alice loved such things, Miseria knew it. She could even buy her little bottle of wine for a birthday present and Alice would be happy. Well she imagined her this way. But her thoughts didn't went far. Another snowball what Alice throwed hit her in the head. "Owch!" she cryed out, altough, it wasn't that painful. Kneeling again, she took few snoballs and threw them at Alice.

OT: Oh. Okay then.

Alice flinched, when snowballs hit her head. "You are good," she said gaily. Alice took another balls, moved bit back and throwed them towards Miseria.

Miseria waved with her hand in the air as if she won the price now. Actually she did. She hit Alice's head with a snowball and that was good enough. "Thank you, ladies and gentelman!" she said, bowing before the snow and... Alice, who already started throwing the snowballs. Again.
"And you want to kick my head off, am I right?" she asked, when another one hit her bluehaired head. She kneeled again and made some new balls with fast moves of her hands. They were thick and icy when she padded them long enough to be good to throw.

Alice smiled wickedly and ran next to Miseria. She took snow and tucked it between her neck and collar. She smiled, and stepped back.

Miseria didn't react as she had to. She just stood there, staring at Alice, looking at her fast movements and on the next moment she felt soomething cold on her neck. And the second thing was her scream, what was like cutting knife trough the air. Her scream ended fast when she started taking snow out of her collar. "How dare you?! No butterbeer for you, missy!" she said to Alice.

Alice giggled as little girl and patted her hands. "Cold, isn't it?" she asked, smile on her face.

Miseria sighed loudly, removing all the snow from her neck and coat. That was really COLD! Shaking her shoulders, she nodded. It was really cold and now, however, she couldn't clean herself all up, it was even colder. "I'll kill you if I get sick," she said with a wry voice. Right now, when it was winter, although, she didn't like it, she didn't want to be sick. Winter was one of those seasons what was beautiful, but the one she didn't want to go out with.

This was the time when people could do beautiful paintings and muggles can do new photos of winter forests. But she wasn't good at painting or even taking photos. She was good at her special abilities, spells and... that's all. Miseria wasn't perfect, however, she loved to learn new things.

"Oh, you will? Girl, I don't think, you can," Alice said gaily. She took snow and patted it, to make ball of it. She looked at Miseria, smile on her face. She also didn't wanted to go out with snow, but sometimes she were out.