In the Bleak Midwinter

[Brianna Devlin]

Professor Flamel did not seem about to chide her for having had such a silly idea as to try and draw in the snow, but instead offered her a sage remark that saw her smile thoughtfully. She looked on with cautious interest as the alchemist produced his wand and tapped the piece of charcoal. She hadn't the slightest idea what spell that had been, nor what effect it had had, but Brianna had no doubt that it had worked.

To prove this - without dropping it into the snow again, rather - she pressed the end of it against the paper in a small scribble. Indeed, the charcoal seemed to be working as it was supposed to, with no evidence of its former dampness. "Oh, thank you!" Brianna looked up with a brighter smile, smudging the scribble idly away into the background's shading. "I am very much obliged!"