Yes you did, Lavender thought, but didn't press the issue. It wasn't what she had meant, anyway. "I don't know what you mean," she said, unconciously sniffing at the air. "Mostly it feels cold." She crossed her bare arms and resisted the urge to shudder. What was she going to do, go out into Muggle London and catch a bus? Call her dad to pick her up? That would go really well.