The rain poured down from the sky, the grey clouds moving in a pushed motion. The thunder rumbled through the air, blue lighting striking the ground every few seconds. She was shivering in the cold, a blanket wrapped around her thin body. She had grown back to being a stick. She didn't feel like moving even while being soaked. Her hair was kept out of her face -tied in two french braids that reached her shoulders. And she sat on the couch in the rain. The couch he transfigured for her a month ago. The rain flew down from the sky heavily, but she enjoyed it.