A/N As it says in the summary, this is a boot camp project. 50 oneshots based on 50 prompts all revolving around Severus Snape. I'm trying to keep him as canon as possible, so I'd love to hear how well you think I did. Hopefully they won't all be this short. Updates may be periodical as Severus' Brother is my main project.
Apple
Severus had entered the Great Hall earlier than usual. Normally he slipped in for a minute or two and grabbed an apple, banana or an orange. He didn't like to consume a heavy meal to start the day. The only exception ever made was brunch, but that's a different meal entirely.
So it was odd that on this morning he actually sat down to eat his apple, Spartan today. It was perfectly crunchy he reflected as he watched the students stuff food down their mouths like it would disappear. It would be humorous if it did, though he knew Dumbledore would be quick to fix things. The man always was, though he was not always successful.
'It's nice to see you eating something Severus.' Minerva commented, spreading marmalade over her toast. 'It isn't exactly common.'
'I would prefer to not watch the spectacle of students eating breakfast.' Severus replied dryly.
'Spectacle?' Filius queried. 'They're eating.'
'And talking and running around. Let's not forget they're scrambling to finish the homework for the morning classes. Half of them are sleep deprived, it's a wonder no one had drowned in the milk.'
The other two teachers peered out at the student body. Severus calmly continued to eat his apple, staring at the other two.
'I don't know Severus. Maybe in your house, my students are perfectly normal. They're diligent hard working students who know there is a time and place for everything.' Filius stated proudly.
'If by normal you mean hurried and stressed. Look at Miss. Chang; she seems quite panicked about something in or perhaps missing from her bag. Mr. Boot is falling asleep and Mr. Corner's mouth is running at a mile a minute. Not to mention that half your diligent first years and bent over parchment.'
Flitwick was speechless. Minerva looked smug. Unable to resist, Severus quickly gave her the same treatment.
'Let us not forget your house Minerva. Miss Granger is cramming, Mr. McLaggen is sprinting out with a plate, and do not forgot Mr. Finnigan who can't seem to consume enough. Your third years seem to be cheating off someone in the group.'
Both heads now looked horrified.
'Best eat your breakfast.' Severus added, smirking slightly as he set down the core of his apple. 'I think I shall leave you too the glorious image that is the first meal of the day.'
He left the staff table and swept out of the hall.