Regulus Black

A soft, thick snow falls over Hogsmeade. The group walks through white-covered streets; Arabella Malfoy moves with a steady pace, enjoying the cold, as it is her favorite season. Regulus Black walks near her, bundled up, observing everything calmly.

"Thank goodness it stopped raining, this is actually nice," Mattheo said.
"Of course it is for you, Arabella. You always look forward to the snow more than anyone," Pansy said.
"I love how everything looks clean and peaceful. Nothing beats it," Arabella said, reaching out her hand slightly to catch some flakes.
"And besides, it matches you perfectly, elegant as always," Blaise said.
"Don't exaggerate, I just like the cold," Arabella said with a half-smile.

"Aren't you freezing in those thin boots?" Draco said.
"Never. I know how to choose well," Arabella said, raising an eyebrow.
"Let's get to the Three Broomsticks before more snow falls," Theodore said.
"They're right, let's go," Regulus said.
"Go on, I'll catch up in a second," Arabella said, stopping for a moment.
"We'll wait for you outside," Daphne said.

Everyone moves ahead. Regulus stays with her for a moment longer.
"Are you sure you won't freeze?" Regulus said.
"Completely. It's my favorite season, remember?" Arabella said.
"I know. Just making sure," Regulus said.