Draco smiled at that, having always found Autumn to be the most beautiful season. He always felt the most inspired to write in Autumn, but he also knew that he had to get his things finished while it was still Autumn, because once winter came, all kinds of energy disappeared from him.<br/>"Look at me, rambling on about the city," he said while shaking his head. He buried his hands in his pockets, not because they were cold, but mostly just to have something to do with them. "You can just tell me to stop blabbering if I go off on a tangent. I tend to ramble a lot, because I usually don't see a lot of their people than Hermione and Pansy."