Sophie was really in no mood for class. She'd started off the year alright, but when the snowstorm arrived, she'd just sort of lost her spunk when it came to classes. She had sort of, kind of hoped the professors would just call off class and let everybody focus on walking around dressed like an eskimo and trying to stay warm.

No such luck, though.

"Hello, Professor," she said, and that was all, because she really didn't feel much like saying anything else. Could he just cast a charm of warmth all over the area or conjure a huge fire or something? Nevermind that they were right in the middle of the classroom.

She took a seat next to Grayson, passed him a smile, and then waited for the lesson to get started.