The snow was falling in blankets at the boring Inn on Don lane, I  was looking out the window at the godforsaken town. The Dark Lord  wants me to spy for him at Hogwarts but Albus gave me a break... Ugh it is cold, the lady who lives here does not know how to tell the difference between Hot and cold. She apparently thinks that it is July the seventeenth. There was a knock on the door, it was Harry, Harry?

Snape woke up with a bang on the head on the top of the bed shivering, He was at Hogwarts in his office, Albus Dumbledor was knocking at the hard wooden door. Snape glided over in his black robes that dragged on the floor while trying to wipe the sleep from his eyes. " Morning Snape, I'm giving you a Holiday, Merry Christmas by the way, oh, and be packed by seven." Then Albus  walked away with his head held high. " What"