Rose was walking without really knowing where she was going, the snow crunching under her feet and leaving her mark on the untouched grounds. Hogwarts really was striking at this time of year, especially in the early morning with the weak sun whose beam bounced off the icy lake and made the snow glisten.

"Rose!"

She looked around and saw Scorpius rushing towards her.

"You look frozen!" he said as he reached her, draping his cloak over her shoulders.

He was right; she was shivering violently. "I hadn't even noticed," she said truthfully. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is."