A huge grin came across my face as I walked outside, cloak wrapped tightly around me, my matching hat, gloves and scarf keeping me warm. I looked up at the sky as a drop of snow hit my nose and my grin grew even wider. I loved winter. Snow was just ten shades of amazing. ANYWAY, I pulled the Prophet out of my cloak pocket. What was wrong with taking a quick walk while I read my paper? Nothing. I loved newspapers. I saw the headline and rolled my eyes. "Top Wizarding Restaurants and Where to Find Them"? Couldn't they find anything more...pressing to talk about? I hated newspapers. I put my paper back into my robe pocket and just walked around, eyes scanning the grounds. It was such a beautiful day.