AN: Welcome to the ever popular "cursed mistletoe" fan fiction. I know it's not Christmas time anymore, however I do not give a flying floohy, my fic begins just before the Christmas holidays right before the end of term, you know the deal. Any who this is going to be a short little fic, hopefully and likely finished by the end of the weekend, if not my apologies. This is quite obviously AU and Snape is not dead and he was cleared of all charges and kept his position as potions teacher and head of Slytherin. Fred didn't die neither did Remus, Tonks, or Sirius simply because I like the characters too much. Dumbledore much to the dismay of the readers I'm sure is still going to remain dead but for his portrait. Well enough rambling on my part, on with the fic!
Prologue: Too Far?
Snape was certain that McGonagall had gone off the deep end this time, she'd never done anything so like Dumbledore in her life. It was bad enough that she'd put the damned kissing plant all over the school. But to curse the stuff as well so that any couple to walk under it was forced to kiss to get out from beneath it? That to him was going a few too many steps too far, at least for now……