The castle was dark, damp and chilly, a cold November night. Katie shivered lightly. She was completely soaked from the weather outside, and her Quidditch robes were sticking to her, inhabiting her ability to walk at a normal pace.
She heard footsteps; wet shoes squeaking as they made their way towards her, walking down the corridor back to the Gryffindor common room where she could hopefully just curl up by the fire and warm up.
The footsteps from behind her stopped, and she realized with a jolt that the person was walking next to her. She glanced beside her. Wood.
"Cold, Bell?" His eyebrows were knitted together.
"Quite, y-yes." Katie stammered out from her chattering teeth.
"Here." she felt her body temperature rise several degrees as he placed a crimson, silvery cloak around her shoulders.
"Thank you, you're amazing."
"What? Didn't catch that." The wind was howling quite fiercely now.
"Nevermind. Thanks," she blushed.
Written for the Alphabet Soup Drabble Challenge, letter N - nevermind.
Word count: 154