Disclaimer: Ian belongs to me. Nobody else does. I sneakily made Ian related to Colin and Dennis :)
A/N: Hope you like my drabble! Reviews are my fuel. I'm a virgin to this, so please be nice.
Severus took a long draught of his coffee. And he'd damn well need it, as it was nearing end of the summer holidays so there would be a Merlin-knew-how-long staff meeting to discuss teaching methods, no less, he thought disdainfully. After 26 years of being in the profession he did not need to discuss teaching methods. Next to his birthday, the exam season and spending evenings marking endless mediocre homework, this was the lowest point of the year.
"Hiyah, Severus!"
His head snapped up. He glared. Who the hell was he, to interrupt his only light point of the morning? He nursed his coffee. He hugged the green and silver mug closer to him. Mine.
"You don't mind if I call you that do you?"
He sneered.
"Who are you?" he asked, a little rudely (for him).
"New Defence professor! Ian Creevey! I don't believe we've met," he grinned toothily.
"Of course. We're colleagues now, so I suppose you can," he said dryly, shaking the proffered hand. He added as an afterthought after glancing at Ian's garish yellow scarf, "What house were you in?"
"Hufflepuff! Isn't it great to be back at Hogwarts?!"
Oh joy. A Hufflepuff, teaching his snakes. A Hufflepuff that acted like an excited rabbit, he might add.
"Don't look at me like that! I'm looking forward to reversing house animosity, especially in the younger students. Is that one of your goals to achieve this year?"
"I focus on Potions." Severus' eye twitched.
Cleansing breaths, Severus. If you continue to sip coffee everything will work out.
"Of course, of course. I heard you applied for Defence! Why did Minerva turn you down?" he questioned, bouncing up and down on the big squashy settee Severus was sat at. The jiggling around slopped Severus' coffee over the edge of his mug he was clenching protectfully to his chest.
"Why don't you just ask her?" he snarled. He pulled an ugly face. He strode from the room, pulling the door open wide in order to storm off away to his rooms to have a large whiskey. His coffee was tainted now!
Sev stopped abruptly at the door. About eight of his colleagues filed in.
"Sit back down, Severus. The staff meeting is about to start! Excellent, I see you have met Ian." Minerva added in a smiling undertone, "spirited little haggis, isn't he?"
A/N: I realise protectfully isn't a word. In case you didn't get it, Severus' only light point is his coffee. Looking back, I realise that Dennis and Colin are Muggle-born, were both in Gryffindor and that his father was a milkman. Oops!
Haggis was inspired by my ex-Geography teacher that got called that in the leaving assembly at my school. It's a word for a Scotsman, in case you didn't know :-)