Harry was excited to play a real game of quidditch finally, the only downside of it being Quidditch season was it had also moved into winter, a cold winter as well. Harry's quidditch gear had been modified by Severus at his Father's insistence. Because of the abuse at the hands of the Dursley’s and the neglect at the orphanage, Harry had extremely sick, both of the twins had been sick but for some reason Harry had suffered more. His immune system was almost non existent, it had gotten so bad at one point that his Father had placed wards and charms around Riddle Manor so that the grounds never saw winter and it was constantly summer. Even now he needed to be warm, so his clothes were all thick and charmed to stay warm. The temperature had dropped quickly as they moved into November, it was worst cold Harry had ever experienced. His lips had taken on a permanent purplish blue hue. But he couldn't bring himself to care, for the first time in his life Harry was seeing mountains covered gray snow and ice, and a beautiful pale blue lake the edges of which were softly frozen. Every morning the ground was covered in frost, ice hanging from the bare trees. Bundled up in a long green muggle woolen male cardigan, with a expensive overcoat that was mink fur on the inside and silver scaled dragon hide leather on the outside. Black rabbit fur gloves, and enormous boots, the inside made of Hippogriff feathers, outside the same silver scaled dragon hide, and all charmed with heating charms, Harry was finally able to walk with his friends without his entire body turning blue and enjoy the castle covered in snow.