Just then, she noticed the roses right below her balcony. They seemed to be covered in a charm because they looked healthy and vibrant against the rest of the garden. The deep red shade contrasted against the snow layer of frost that was falling from the sky. She inhaled, missing the feeling of rain. Her fingers were becoming numb from the cold. As she turned back to head inside her room, she yelped at the figure standing near her bed. Mr.Malfoy was standing in the middle of the bedroom, dressed in a black coat and black dress pants.