Had Hogwarts never heard of a little thing that Americans liked to call INSULATION?! Or heating systems, for that matter? Layla was even ready to risk asbestos exposure from idiot wizards doing it wrong if it meant that she'd finally be able to run around without a coat indoors again.

Alas, this wasn't the case right now, so all she could do was wrap her coat tighter around her as she stepped into DADA. A greeting was on the tip of her tongue, but the professor wasn't in the room. So, she just picked a spot, cast a warming charm on the mat and sat, glaring at the ice on the windows.

Stupid, ridiculous winter.