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Somewhere between the darkness and light
She touches my hand, she don't seem to mind
We can go home, we can be civilized
Just past midnight • Monday, December 25



It was Christmas, and all the persistent thoughts that ran through one's mind during the busy winter season — for Lupin simply chalked his distraction up to the holiday, in the main — would simply have to make way for more important things.

Such as a midnight picnic on the Astronomy tower balcony.

Remus lazily directed the final sprigs of mistletoe to their places in the arrangement that would be floating over their heads and nodded in self-satisfaction.

Presents hidden, food and champagne waiting for the signal, warming charms in place, stars shining brightly.

All he needed now was to wake up the Astronomy professor for her surprise.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Christmas Day broadcast



The quick fanfare announcing a feature piece lilted over the WWN airwaves, followed by the familiar voice of Horace Knickerbocker.

"Ciaran McIrney remembers his first Cribbage's Wizarding Cracker well."

A high-pitched male voice came over the network.

"I was two years old, and my older sisters were squabbling over the last cracker. I somehow got hold of one end when Marcia let go and sort of fell on it as it opened — my face was blue from the smoke for a month after. Mum was angry at the time, but brings the piccies out now whenever I have a bird over. Still have the Screaming Yo-yo I got from it, though."

The smooth voice of the narrator took up the thread.Collapse )