Day 23 - Snow Angels
Playing in the snow had never been an option growing up.
The Dursleys always found away to exclude him from family ventures and activities growing up. From shoving him outdoors or throwing him into the cupboard beneath the stairs, the Christmas season had become something which Harry learned to dread quickly knowing that he would never be welcomed. It had not been until attending Hogwarts where Harry discovered people that truly cared about him, and that he cared about them. Finding people that truly welcomed him with open arms filled with love that he never thought would be possible.
As Philip, Kristoff and himself set off to have a bit of winter fun outside. Making snow angels outside in a decorative manner. Sounds of lighter, cheer and even the occasional snarky remark from Kristoff that met with snorts and playful jabs between the three of them and even kisses exchanged.
"So, what did you think?" Kristoff grins with arms folded. "It might not be home but I think Storybrooke's snow is decent for snow angels."
Philip rolls his eyes. "You're just smug because you made the most."
"And? Not my fault you both are slow," Kristoff says with a grin.
"It was brilliant." Harry's eyes glowed brightly with a smile gazing upon the snow angels that lined up in a decorative fashion into a star. As the ripple of magic felt through the air freezing the snow angels over as light dangled around them, their heads snapped towards Emma and Elsa standing there.
"Couldn't resist." Emma remarks. "Looks like it needed some decorating."
Elsa nods smiling. "It is the season."
"I'm sure the people of Storybrooke will like it." Harry comments.
"I'm sure they will. Now,' Emma says. "Not sure about all of you but I need some coffee or hot chocolate. You guys in?"
It didn't take long for them to voice their agreement with Kristoff's hands on Harry's backside and Philip holding his hand on the right side. It had been an eventful, snowy day that was sure to become a new tradition.