"Nah, you're right," Lester said, "Especially in the Great Hall." The ability to look up and see the starry night, or flecks of snow falling against the school - even though he was a fifth year, Lester still felt awestruck by it, sometimes.
He grinned at her once they were out the front doors of the castle, and stuck his tongue out to catch some of the flakes in his mouth. "Perfect," he said. If she was in a better mood, he would have thrown a snowball at her - as it was, he felt a little bit as if Sloane was something delicate right now, and he didn't want to ruin things for her.
"Down to the lake?" he asked.
He grinned at her once they were out the front doors of the castle, and stuck his tongue out to catch some of the flakes in his mouth. "Perfect," he said. If she was in a better mood, he would have thrown a snowball at her - as it was, he felt a little bit as if Sloane was something delicate right now, and he didn't want to ruin things for her.
"Down to the lake?" he asked.