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Excerpt: "Halt," Snape whispers with so much venom in his voice that I can't help but pity his enchanted furniture, and wonder how many mirrors he has broken because they were unable to hold their magical tongues.
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The next afternoon, Remus had an unexpected visit from Minerva, and after half an hour of pleasantries over tea, she cut to the chase.
"Severus was in my office quite early this morning," she said. "He really is trying, you know."
"I know he can be a bit trying at times, but—"
"No. I don't mean that he's being difficult. He's trying, Remus. He's attempting to figure out what you want for your birthday. I don't remember the last time I saw him so frustrated. Would it really be so bad if you were to tell me so that I could at least nudge him in the right direction?"