It's a rather calm evening at Hogwarts, but nevertheless, the castle feels much more alive now that it's springtime. The grass is a bright green, as are the trees, and there's a breeze that is pleasant to feel on your skin, yet its not too cold to tolerate. The Black Lakes water is soothed as it washes up small waves onto the sand.

You felt the breeze brushing your skin after leaving your last period the day and decided to step outside with Cedric to get some fresh air. Theres books, a picnic basket and Cedric, all sitting on your casual plaid picnic blanket. You were writing down notes on parchment with your finest feather quill whilst your goofball of a boyfriend was throwing rocks into the water and drawing pictures in the sand like a little child.