The best part about her friendship with Lester, though not her oldest friendship, perhaps her easiest, was that she simply didn't have to say anything, ever, if she didn't want to. He was one of the few people in her life that Sloane was more than comfortable to just be silent around, which was weird, but she was grateful anyway. Maybe it was just his unassuming nature or easy-going personality, but she had never felt the need to fill the silence with him like she did with most other people. Most of her friends weren't even used to her being quiet, which she wasn't by nature, but sometimes she just needed it. That was where Hatch came in.

"I know it'll sounds silly, but I feel like the snow is always the most magical here at school." She breathed out in response to his statement as they fled the the common room and tower. They'd reached the front foyer before she knew it and as soon as she stepped outside, she sighed in relief. The sun was sinking fast, but she didn't care. It wasn't all that cold and she was more than content to wander aimlessly with Hatch until this unwelcome mopey feeling was put to rest for another year.

It was in fact snowing lightly, big flakes that stuck to their cloaks and mittens. "Hey look, you win." She chuckled quietly.