Snowflakes danced to the ground gracefully. Harry was standing by the lake at Hogwarts, watching the snowflakes fall on the frozen sheet of ice. The first few days of winter at Hogwarts were always the most beautiful. Every snowflake, every drop of mist in the air and every icicle on the ground made you feel content and relaxed. It was Christmas, and Harry could not help but think back to the last year, when he had been forced to flee out of sight from the wizarding world and chase horcruxes down relentlessly.

But now, all that was over. Peace and freedom and bliss, at last. It was a good thing Hermione had convinced him and Ron to come back to Hogwarts for their seventh year, Harry thought. He needed to say his goodbye properly, and break all the ropes that tied him down to his school, his first heaven. He needed to leave his memories behind and be ready to fly out into the world. And for that, he needed to return to Hogwarts, and appreciate it in all its beauty and comfort.

Okay, now he was overdoing the philosophical thoughts. Hermione's influence rubbing off on him, he supposed. Maybe he should head back to the common room now and wake Ron up in time for breakfast.

With this thought and a grin on his face, Harry headed back to the warmth of the castle and the warmth of his friends' smiles.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : Really short chapter, I know, but please do comment. Should I continue with Hogwarts, or switch to Camp Halfblood now? Also, is the second giant war over, or should I take up their story immediately after Kronos' death? Do review nad give me your opinion...