A/N: Didn't know where this was going and it's a little bit strange but I gave it a go. Please read and review! Thanks for reading.
Auld Lang Syne
Albus Dumbledore walked into the staff room with a silly grin on his face and a very bright twinkle in his eyes. Minerva had known him for long enough to know that that could never be good. She didn't dare ask as he practically floated over to the stove to make his cup of cocoa. He gave a quick flick of his wand and two steaming cups came and settled on the table in front of Minerva on the table. She couldn't help but smile indulgently as the Headmaster rode the buoy of Christmas joy rising throughout the school.
Even thought she would never admit it, this was her favourite time of year; the students, while slightly unfocused, were so much more active and so much more willing to use their raw potential. The scot in her missed celebrating Hogmanay with the rest of her culture she would not miss Christmas in the castle for the world.