Reese ran down to Hogsmeade, but it practically looked like she was sliding down the snow not trying to fall face first into the white stuff. The ends of her hair flew against the wind as she ran, but most of her hair was kept in place by the hat she was wearing. Once she made it to the streets, she could finally feel the effects of the coldest in her fingertips. Brrrr. Stuffing her hands inside the pockets of her jacket, she then began to walk down the streets and she was also carefully listening to the crunking sound her boots made when the stepped right into the pretty white snow.