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A Hogwarts Christmas CarolIt was Christmas Eve when Snape sat alone in his chambers. No fire burned in the grate; the only light came from a few necessary candles. The solitude suited him perfectly. The occasional, passing ruckus above him, pursued by the ungainly, stomping feet of one Mr. Filch, and– though unheard–the silent paws of Mrs. Norris, was not enough to disturb Snape as long as it did not invade his damp, chilly sanctuary.While Snape sat reading at his desk, a lightness caught his eye. A ghost had passed through his doorway. He was about to dismiss it, when he quickly realized this was not one of Hogwarts' ghosts. His first shocking thought was that the figure was Sirius Black, somehow come to haunt him. But upon closer inspection, he saw it was the other Black, the one who, in life, had been a year below him at Hogwarts; Regulus."And precisely when did Hogwarts offer quarter to deceased former Death Eaters?" Snape questioned, as the figure sauntered toward him."When did it start offering q
Rest and Tomorrow - Chapter FourRest and Tomorrow - Chapter FourI pack my bag again today. I've already told the Kaijuras I'll be away in Kyoto "on business." They're too polite to pry.I can't believe how long it's been. A year. It's been a full year since I tended to her grave. A year since the madness in Tokyo, since losing everything, since setting eyes on him. Yet, sometimes, I forget that there was a life before the inn. Sometimes I wake and my first thought is not of Tomoe-neesan or Battousai, but of leaving my room before the guests do, or whether or not the bath needs to be cleaned. I've never had these thoughts before.'I'm not forgetting you, Neesan. You understand. I just need something new for a while. Something that doesn't have to do with Jinchu or death. At least for a little while. You understand, don't you? You forgot about it too sometimes, when you were living in the farmlands. It's the same thing.'Isn't it?"You're leaving?" Machiko's direct voice arrests my attention. She's standing in