Winnie trotted along down to Care of Magical Creatures, a little apprehensive about being out on the grounds at this time of night. There was a REASON why it was a rule, you know. Shadows played over the dark ground, and she shivered despite her heavy crimson cloak. Professor Morgan had set up blankets and glass lanterns for them; the flames shone through the glass of the lanterns and lit up everyone's faces, so that it looked rather cozy. Winnie plopped down on a blanket and gathered her cloak around her knees.

"Well this looks rather l-lovely," she said through chattering teeth.