A Slytherin Beauty Alone In London

After leaving Remus and Silver's home, Jasmine walked down the streets of London with her long black traveler's cloak flowing around her she walked. Her green and silver Slytherin scarf kept her pretty neck warm as the cold nipped at the exposed flesh of her face and ears. Snow fell down on her glossy, dark brown curls. Her pale cheeks flushed rosy red as a light breeze brushed lightly against her lovely face. Jasmine looked absolutely beautiful as she walked down the street deep in her thoughts.