Benjamin walked through the courtyard, feeling the bitter winds of November gently caress his cheeks. It was cold. He could almost hear his mother's voice in his head: "Make sure you wear your scarf!". He smiled to himself and pulled his Gryffindor Quidditch supporter's scarf a little closer around his face.



He made his way inside, tucking himself into one of the neighboring corridors. Phew. It was much warmer in here. His cat began to slink around his ankles and purr at the sudden new warmth.



"I guess it's too frosty for both of us out there, huh? Nevermind. As long as they don't cancel quidditch." he muttered to the cat and slipped his notepad out of his robes.



It was time to start making a list of things to buy people for Christmas. Obviously, the top of his list was his cat, closely followed by his parents. His parents were still pretty young, and he was beginning to wonder if they might want to go for a night out with him. And... then he realised he probably wouldn't be served alcohol. Damn. His plans were thwarted. He sighed and flipped a page in his notepad. All mothers like a hand-made gift, right? He began to contemplate what he could make his mother that year. Art was not his forté, but he had recently read a book in the library about the muggle art of Origami. Benjamin considered that perhaps an origami bouquet might be appropriate for this year's gift.