Wishing you the very happiest of holidays, dear purplefluffycat!
I was thrilled to make this sketch for you not only because you are a lovely person and a kind friend, but additionally because you are one of the few writers who can consistently get me to see Albus Dumbledore as a real, genuine human being: complicated, full of guilt and secrets, capable of and deserving of deep and lasting love, and just downright interesting. I hope you will enjoy this interlude in the snow. 😀
This story starts during the night after the tragic ending of the Triwizard Tournament in Book 4.
According to the “A Daily Herb for Everyday Ailments” book that Minerva used to consult for her regular stress headaches, lavender could be used to treat an array of disagreements. Its main uses, however, were listed as follows: soothing pain, reducing stress, and relieving insomnia.
She had to admit, in hindsight, that it made a lot of sense.
The idea came out of nowhere, and Severus was sure it was possibly the worst idea he'd ever had – including getting the Dark Mark branded on his arm.
He was going to ask Hermione to marry him.
Can love really last a lifetime? Perhaps, if you can name it as your own. This is a story about names, transformations, and the things we inherit.
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