 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
It was time for a walk. A walk in the snow and the cool air that was such a refreshing relief from the stale and stagnant air of Hogwarts corridors. A small smile touched his lips as he felt a small flake of snow brush across his cheeks. Stopping with his hands in his pockets, he tilted his head back and opened his mouth to catch some of the drifting snow. It was nice, to see snow. Admitidely, he missed that about Canada.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |