Across the lake was a girl, a fifth year, sitting on a huge rock that was more like a tiny island. Her legs were pulled up to her chest, her arms tightly wrapped around them as her chin rested on top of her knees. Her chestnutty brown hair fell into her face, but her dark dark blue, green eyes were still visable to peer out into the water, which had begun to freeze around the edges. Emma watched as a duck walked along the ice, its webbed feet smacking it with every step.
She exhaled, a foggy breath of air escaping her cold pink lips. She was cold, but was more willing to accept the bitterness of the cold than to hide away in her dorm, where she would avoid everyone if she could help it. It was always best that way. At least she had her long black coat and gloves to protect her and give some kind of warmth. Good thing she chose boots today too. She would have to send her Mother a thank you letter when she had the chance.
Her eyes found a figure. Directly across the lake was a boy. Emma thought she was the only one here. Who would want to be out here when they could be inside laughing away with friends, drinking hot butterbeer, and enjoying the remainder of their weekend? Something nipped at Emma's curiosity, but she merely ignored it, eyes falling back to the duck.
