Fiona was in trouble so many times in Hogwarts. She was out of her bed at midnight and was found wandering. All she wanted was a snack. A very mad Snape escorted her to Dumbledore's office. "Lemon drop," Snape said. The gargoyle shifted over.
"Hello, Snape. And hello, Fiona. How are you?"
"I caught her in the halls meandering about."
"I was just wanted to go to the kitchens to get a snack."
"Enough of that. What are you going to do with her?"
"Do you want a lemon drop my dear?" His twinkle in his eye told her that she was safe.
"Sure."
"What?" Snape had the look of shock on his face. "You actually wanted one of those things!"
"Yes, at home we have lemon drops. I love them."
"That is great! A fellow lemon drop lover. Here get you a handful." Dumbledore handed her the bowl. She took a generous amount.
"I thought I never see the day. Someone other than Dumbledore is eating a lemon drop."
"Close your mouth Severus, you are going to catch a fly." Dumbledore was his usual self. His face had a full smile and his twinkling eyes were on full blast.