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✪✪✪Will had been doing a pretty good job at avoiding the giant wooly mammoth that was whatever that...thing was between and Dagrun for the better part of a year. Last year it had been mostly due to mortification that he'd actually fallen for his own trap and the knowledge that he actually might be wrong and that Dagrun was a more than decent person and he was the actual arsehole. Over the summer though, he'd thought about it (more been bombarded by both his siblings over his sheer idiocy) and had to conclude that maybe, he'd been in the wrong abandoning her during their outing in Hogsmeade. So he went about figuring out ways to apologize that would leave him with a partially working lung and kidney.

But then summer bled into fall and he fell (no pun intended) into old habits but with an added dose of watching. It wasn't stalking, he had no idea what Dagrun or her freakishly large boyfriend's class schedule was and he only partially knew her Quidditch schedule because of his cousin. The boyfriend was also another reason he hadn't come straight up to her. He knew it was bad form to actually be jealous that Dagrun might've moved on from whatever moment he might've imagined they had but Legba it didn't make it any easier seeing her stroll down the hallway with that behemoth. He really didn't stand a chance and he was starting to think he didn't really deserve it.

Will was avoiding Jack's frenzied studying as their NEWT's steadily approached and he was sure Cian was somewhere with Katya and he really didn't need that in his vision leaving him alone to sulk have a walk in nature. He happened across the lake spotting a familiar figure and froze looking around for her usual large shadow. If that guy didn't make it a personal mission to practically fuse himself to Dagrun, he might've already gotten up the courage to do or say something other than run and hide. Keyword "might." He wondered what exactly had pissed her off now that he wasn't actively doing it anymore and couldn't hold back his snort of laughter as she fell into the mud after attempting to skip a rock on ice. Shaking his head, Will walked over to her offering a gloved hand still trying to keep a straight face. "It's really hard to keep my usual smartass comments at bay, but even I know not to kick a person while they're down." He'd wait til she was fully upright and then let loose.

✪✪✪Will was beginning to wonder if Dagrun had hit her head harder than he thought as she kept staring up at him without saying anything. He was at least expecting a scowl or something, it wasn't as fun when she didn't even try. Finally though, she grabbed his hand and allowed him to help pull her up and he graciously looked away in case she decided to clean off her backside. Not that he was looking. Obviously. When she actually decided to speak he grimaced a bit at her question, even if he did deserve it. "Hiding actually. Jack's starting freak out over NEWT's and Londy's attempting to beat the record with most gropings in a broom closet with some fifth year and Cian's being a good boyfriend somewhere with Katya. Which leaves me with well, me." he ended with a shrug. He supposed he could've also bothered the other Will but he had started hanging out with that weird kid from Gryffindor who like sliding down banisters and Andi...he honestly had no idea where Andi was. Probably up to no good and if so, good for her.

"While we're on the subject, I guess I should Idunno, apologize for generally being a shitty human being and ignoring you for practically a year. If I told you it had everything to do with me and nothing to do with you would it makes things better or worse?" Will asked actually curious. He was sure things were still going to be bad but he'd like to know which category of bad he was in at the moment.

✪✪✪Will raised a questioning eyebrow towards Dagrun as she actually chided him that the lake wasn't the best place to hide and he'd do better in the dungeons. Has she been in the dungeons lately?! The place is practically growing icicles! "So then why are you out here then? Besides abusing nature I mean." he asked remembering her earlier rock throws. He wasn't really surprised-ok that was a whole lie-that she seemed unperturbed by his way way late apology but he was a bit pissed that she wasn't and really pissed because he really should've known better. Even after everything he remembered how easily she had gotten under his skin because of her practically neutral way of retaliating by basically not retaliating that had him nearly on edge. Finally though, and really it was a finally, Dagrun asked about why he had done the things he had and why did he care so much of what she thought. He knew his answers were going to be subpar at best (because really, he hadn't expected it to go that far) but he was an adult now-technically-and he was working on turning over new leaves and all that. Maybe not so much of turning it over, maybe just gently placing them on their sides actually.

Will just sighed and kicked a bit at the snow not knowing how to start as he watched her return to abusing the icy lake. "It wasn't actually about you at first, well it was but just not like you think. I was getting annoyed y'know, which how you'd respond or react to the s**t I did which yeah, I get it, totally juvenile but that was the point! I was, and still kinda am honestly, juvenile but then you'd look at me or my prank with like this look and all of a sudden I'm five and I have to explain how muddy handprints got on the ceiling. So I just thought, y'know, if, if I could get you to like, if I could charm you enough to make you even think I wasn't such a d**k, I'd be able to y'know, get over on you once or twice. Like a two parter I guess." Will scratched at his hair underneath his hat not at all liking where any of this was going but he supposed the worst that could happen is she flung him into the lake. OhGods, thats why she made that hole wasn't it?

"But yeah so, that day I asked you to Hogsmeade, I wasn't really expecting you to answer, let alone go. I had figured you'd be suspicious and then I could spend the rest of the week whittling away them but of course, you do the unexpected. And I went and I was having a good time, and...and Idunno alright? Certain...thoughts happened and I left to clear my head and when I did I was too chickenshit to go back and explain what happened so I avoided you which lead to..this." he gestured to the space between them. It was a suck arse answer made worse by the fact that it was true.

✪✪✪Will hmm'd at Dagrun's response of just wanting to be alone outdoors. Sure if it were bloody spring he'd believe that but now with Jack Frost practically farting cold wind in their faces on the daily? He highly doubted it. Then again, Dagrun wasn't exactly a normal person (neither was he but at least he was warm blooded dammit) so he just didn't respond one way or the other. After his long and very embarrassing ramble, he caught her stare and coughed before looking away barely resisting to fumble with his hat like he usually would have. His warm ears would thank him later even if he did look stupid trying to figure out what to do with his hands before finally deciding to place them in the front pocket of his hoodie.

As Dagrun spoke, not sounding like she was about to introduce him to a frozen watery grave thankfully, he was surprised she actually placed part of the blame on herself for being judgemental (which she was he wasn't about to argue) even though he knew she had a right to be. At least around him. He was an honest arse; it was just his cross to bear so to speak. He was however stunned that she seemed to slowly be turning into a cherry tomato from the blush going across her face making him worry for a bit-wasn't that the first sign of hypothermia??-before she blurted why she was actually outside. Ah. ******** Graham. Will could barely contain the huff that escaped and clouded in front of him but did have the decency to look apologetic after.

He could say he was at least on friendly terms with most of his house excluding maybe some first or second years but Graham was, and he puts this as gently as he could, massive ******** d**k. And not even a d**k in the sense that Will was a d**k either which just made it worse to him! The guy literally makes walking around with a stick up his arse seem like a comfortable choice than whatever cursed pronged bloody club was lodged in his. Seriously, Dagrun was a bit of a stickler, it was why he enjoyed pushing her to a degree, but that guy made Will want to learn curses. Like the type he was sure his aunt knew but wasn't legally allowed to teach at the school. To any other person, he'd say Graham just needed to get laid (many. many times) to maybe calm the eff down but considering who he was currently in company with he held his tongue.

(Though now that he was actually thinking about it, the massive ((literally)) dicktip probably made her sign some sort of contract about what touches they could and couldn't do and probably made a spreadsheet of all the times they had to spend together that would rival any accountant's excel spreadsheet.)

"That um, sucks." A poet is what he was. "I'm sorry you're fighting at all, but especially during your favorite time of year. It's all the snow innit? You look the type-NOT, that I'm saying your an ice queen or anything! Just! That, y'know...actually I'm just gonna shut up." For once his mind decided to supply. Will blew out some air watching the smoke cloud with disinterest before a very very stupid, very exciting thought came to mind. When he was sure Dagrun wasn't looking, he crouched and hastily formed a small snowball roughly the size of his palm. "Think fast!" was his only warning before throwing.

✪✪✪Will yelled out in triumph throwing both his arms into the air with a loud "HA!" as his snowball hit dead center on Dagrun's chest. He thought for a second when she paused that now he was surely dead, but then she began building a stockade causing him to break out into his own laughter. He was about to make a retort when her snowball caught straight in the mouth (he briefly wonders if she actually aimed or if the Gods were actually trying to communicate) causing him to shake his head and wipe some remains from his nose. "Fat chance! I'm half Scottish/Haitian and we never surrender! Even when the odds are stacked, especially when they're stacked!" he bellowed. He nearly slipped in the exact puddle he'd found Dagrun in and gave himself a few precious seconds to stabilize himself before backing away to create his armada. He quickly started grabbing and packing some snowballs wondering if the use of magic was prohibited. ******** it, floating snowballs it was!

✪✪✪Will cackled loudly as Dagrun shrieked at him about his slight bending of rules. "BECAUSE! YOU! WOULD'VE! SAID! NO!" he mimicked before magically tossing the snowballs he had in her direction. Only to then immediately call foul when she in turn sprung up an actual shield charm while she gathered more ammo. Sonunvabitch she making a whole arse fort! He sneered at her jibe about being a keeper as he grabbed an armful of snowballs and had more floating off the side of him. "Yeah well I'm a chaser! Our whole job is to get things by the keeper so! I stand a bit of a chance Dag's!" Omph if he wasn't dead before, the uninvited nickname would definitely be his swan song. But man, what a way to go! Will charged with a yell throwing the ones in his arms and when they were empty, attempting to whip the floating ones around Dagrun's shield.

✪✪✪Will could only mutter a soft but emphatic "ohmyshit" when his snowball managed to collide with Dagrun's face. He could only hope that when his ashes were scatted no one played "Dust In the Wind" but knowing the bastards in his family it would be a race between them to see who would sing it first. "ShitshitshitshitSHIIT!" he yelled as she ran after him not even trying to protect himself just hoping that his weaving tactics held solid. They did not and he gave the (manliest) of screeches when one snowball managed to end up in his hood before falling down his back and even managed to melt and go into his pants making him jump in place from the sudden cold hitting his a** crack. "I WILL NOT YET ADMIT DEFEAT!" he yelled back trying to create more snowballs as he also attempted to shake the remaining melting snow out his pants and hoodie.

✪✪✪Will roughly had a few seconds of realization that Dagrun was about to run into him and maybe half of one to actually try to move before the collision ultimately happened. Before landing on the ground he was already groaning from the full body slam but the double slam from the frosty ground knocked a good amount of air out of him. When the earth finally stopped spinning he looked towards Dagrun's groaning and was startled by how close they'd managed to land near each other. He found himself staring at her for probably an inordinate and possibly creepy amount of time and when she finally caught him he just froze and blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "We have got to stop meeting like this." Immediately after saying this Will winced but was at least assured she couldn't do anything to him at the moment considering they were both nearly stuck. He tried wriggling a bit and struggled to sit up to see if he could at least roll over onto his front and maybe climb out the mush of ice they'd slid in.