It was about time that Frank shook off those cobwebs that were building up around his shoulders. He needed to get outside, feel the crisp autumn air and breathe in the cool air before winter set in. The grass was crunching under foot from the brown, fallen leaves that were scattered across the grounds of Hogwarts. They completely changing the scenery.
The ground was too damp to sit on so Frank wandered over to the edge of the lake where there were some large rocks that some students would use to jump into the lake in summer. He stretched out his hands, avoiding the moss, and pulled himself up onto the cold surface and looked out at the lake. Spirals of breath came from within Frank’s mouth as he slowly breathed in and out. It might be cold but it’s nice, he thought as he rubbed his hands together.