Rosalind was freezing. The weather outside was not conducive to a pleasant stroll. As her entire body shook and trembled with her shivers, Hermione carefully removed her wet cloak and wrapped a warm blanket around her shoulders. She led her over to the chair she'd just risen from next to the fire. While the girl tried to warm up, she reheated the pot of tea that she hadn't touched on her breakfast tray. She wished she could slip some calming potion into her cup, but it wasn't safe for pregnant witches to drink. Once Rosalind warmed up, she calmed.