"Come on," Hagrid said gruffly, "you better get inside," his meaning was obvious, though he looked as unhappy as Draco felt at the prospect of walking back to the castle in one another’s company. Hagrid had made his opinion of Draco quite clear, and Draco couldn’t even blame him. Reluctantly, Draco pulled his wand free from his pocket, and melted the snow ahead of them to ease their progress back to the castle - it wasn’t a short walk after all.  