The little flash forwards in this story tantalize to the point that I think I cackled aloud. Certainly, my friend is side-eyeing me.

As others have said, I can't wait to see Snape make things up to his wife. I'm also curious — did she know the source of his amusement, or perhaps guess it once he makes it up to her? I hope we can see that play out some day!

Is it terrible of me to want to linger over the ginger yeti image, or an unhappy-to-sport-a-crew-cut Ronald?