Josh, carefully covered with his winter cloak was wandering in the street alone all over again. He was warapped in the cloak so much that one might thing he was trying to hide from something invisible in the air that was about to strike him. His nose as scarlet as the featurings of his Gryffindor uniform, had become a little bit purplish a moment ago when he slipped while walking on the snow. He remembered himself cursing loudly after that case which caused the girl around to comdemn him. Actually that was the funny part but the cold was preventing him from being as cheerful as usual. Than he saw her : Rose. At least what seemed like her silhouette. There was no way he could miss her hair. Running that way he slipped again but managed his balance. ''Rose, Rosee!'' he called out.