ugh. That stupid potter and his loser little muggle friends. Gosh, why couldn't they just stay out of his hair?! He kicked the snow as he stepped out of the castle, as if it'd make him less angry. Which, spoiler warning, didn't. He did nothing wrong!.. is what he thought. Ticking potter until that mudblood snaps and attacks him like an animal.. ugh.

he sighed, taking a deep breath of the cold winter air before letting it out, eyeing around the beautiful snowy landscape. He stops for a bit, calming down slightly as he admires the nature of winter. His breath fogs as he slowly walks, now near the forbidden forest. He dared going on a walk inside, less afraid after the many secrets discovered inside. Besides, he had his wand if anything went wrong.

he suddenly heard a rustling in the bushes, freezing and instantly getting out his wand, pointing it at the bushes. He frowned, wary.

"Come out. Whoever you are. Now." he grumbled, looking around the bushes as he kept his wand up. He very slowly stepped closer, using a spell to make the bush die. He walked closer, before freezing again, a creature revealed. An it. Or.. a them? A living person?.. perhaps, a human? No. Couldn't be. In the cold like this?!

"..merilin's beard." he mumbled, shocked as his wand slowly sank back to his hip.