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Steely grey storm clouds coiled overhead, and the wind quickly grew from a spine-tingling breeze to a freezing gale. Pellets of rain-drops began to strike the great stone walls of Hogwarts castle.   It was as though some higher power could sense the events that were to happen tonight, and so arranged the atmosphere accordingly, to complement, or to further, the eerie mood. Severus Snape paced his office, barely noticing the swift change in the weather, his hands clenching and unclenching. A deep frown was carved into his face as he attempted to overthrow the thoughts and emotions that were currently contaminating his mind; however, as good a

                                        Return to Hogwarts As the crushing sensation of Apparition ceased abruptly, Severus Snape found himself on the road, not far from the great, wrought-iron gates of Hogwarts School. A brief memory of his last passage through the gates returned to him, pursued by Hagrid’s hippogriff, Potter beside himself with hatred, and accusations of murder. They waited for him, full of that hatred and those accusations, inside the castle, he reflected darkly. Ruthlessly he shoved the thought aside and approached the entrance. He knew he needed them, and he would find, must find, a way to use them despite their h