The temperature in the broom cupboard began to drastically drop. It had happened before. Still unwilling to open her eyes to look at the ghost of Fred Weasley, Hermione covered them up with her hands. It was too cruel to see him in that state. When he'd come by before, he didn't linger long when it was clear she didn't want to see him. All she had to do was be patient and the cupboard would warm up again. But, he seemed in no hurry to leave. After a couple of silent minutes, she began to lose patience.