Ron and Harry were both shivering rather violently when they clambered back into the Gryffindor Common Room, where they found Mayumi munching on some caramel brittles, flipping through a comic.
"Oh." She looked up as Harry slipped the cloak off, "back?"
"I should've stayed behind," moaned Ron.
Mayumi, ever the hypocrite, sniggers.
"Whimp."