Christmas

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Remus woke up on Christmas morning feeling quite cheery. It had been years since he had spent Christmas morning in Hogwarts. He realized that the festive mood in the castle was contagious.

He hummed a tune under his breath as he made tea and went to his table where all his presents had magically appeared.

There were packages from Minerva, Poppy and Albus. There was also a neatly wrapped package from Andromeda that he received every year as well as cards and trinkets from many students. On the far end of his table, there was a larger package without any name on it.

Curious, Remus ripped apart the paper packaging to find a collector's edition premium quill and parchment set along with various bottles of endless ink. He remembered looking at it solemnly on the display case of Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop and wondering if he should buy it with his next month's salary and deciding that he should use it to repair his broken rook instead.

He wondered who had given him this, none of his students had this much pocket money and all of his colleagues whom he was close to had already given him presents. Moreover, this present was not something generic like a sock or a mug that anyone would buy him. Only his closest friends knew about his obsession with quills and parchments. With a chill, Remus realized that only one such person was alive right now.

From the moment he got that idea, he was sure that this was Sirius's work. He had always been great at giving Remus the exact presents that he always wanted. A hundred possible fatal curses and hexes that could be enchanted in his present ran through his mind.

He knew that he should burn this as soon as possible, or take it to Dumbledore. Instead he closed the door of his office and headed down for breakfast, he will deal with this later. Also, if Sirius had wanted to kill him, he could have done so easily when he was weak after his transformations. Instead he had taken care of him. So there was no possible explanation why he would spend hundreds of galleons on it.

Down in the great hall, professor Sprout approached him as soon as he entered.

"Merry Christmas Pomona." He said.

"Merry Christmas Remus. We have a problem, harry potter received a Firebolt in his Christmas presents from an unknown person. We think it may be from Sirius Black."

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"What's that?" said Harry entering the history of magic classroom.

"Another Boggart," said Remus, stripping off his cloak.

"I've been combing the castle ever since Tuesday, and very luckily, I found this one lurking inside Mr. Filch's filing cabinet. It's the nearest we'll get to a real Dementor. The Boggart will turn into a Dementor when he sees you, so we'll be able to practice on him. I can store him in my office when we're not using him; there's a cupboard under my desk he'll like."

"Okay," said Harry.

So..." Remus took out his own wand, and indicated that Harry should do the same. "The spell I am going to try and teach you is highly advanced magic, Harry — well beyond Ordinary Wizarding Level. It is called the Patronus Charm."

"How does it work?" said Harry nervously.

"Well, when it works correctly, It conjures up a Patronus," said Lupin, "which is a kind of antiDementor — a guardian that acts as a shield between you and the Dementor." "The Patronus is a kind of positive force, a projection of the very things that the Dementor feeds upon — hope, happiness, the desire to survive — but it cannot feel despair, as real humans can, so the Dementors can't hurt it. But I must warn you, Harry, the charm might be too advanced for you. Many qualified wizards have difficulty with it."

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