The year is 1993, and the presence of one Mr Remus Lupin at Hogwarts means that this isn't the Potions Master's favourite Christmas ever. Maybe, just maybe, Minerva McGonagall can lift his gloom.
I just adore everything about this! The expression on Severus's face is just perfect. One can hardly blame him for missing the Christmas drink, as he points out in his inimitable way. The smug look on Minerva's face as she presents him with the gift, and his expression of—dare I say it?—bufuddlement are wonderful.
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