A/N: Another HP fanfic! Ahhh! This one however I find to be fairly humorous. I thought I'd bring out the good 'ole personalities of the Minerva and Severus we know and love. This story takes place during the Yule Ball in the fourth book. Enjoy!

Minerva McGonagall sighed, absent- mindedly straightening a pile of parchment on her desk. She was not looking forward to the upcoming ball. All the reckless dancing and unruly behavior filling their halls; the thought of all the idiocy made her cringe. If there was anything Minerva couldn't stand, it was stupidity. Stupidity paired with a lack of self-control. The Yule Ball would most definitely bring out those very traits in the people attending it. And even though she'd been the one to say it, Minerva had no intention whatsoever of 'letting her hair down.' She knew well enough what that extra glass of eggnog could do to a person's judgment and she was not interested in a tipsy night of foolish giggling and folly.

Minerva cast one last look in the mirror. How she hated functions. All the dressing up and attempting to look happy… It was all just one large parade of people pretending to be having a good time. Sighing, she turned, checking to see if her jet-black bun was tight and neat before shoving her hat onto her head. She shifted from one foot to the other. Hopefully this attire would suffice for the night. Plastering on a smile, Minerva McGonagall straightened her dress robes one last time before heading out into the hall.

As she walked the length of the hall heading to the Great Hall, Minerva spotted none other than Severus Snape, heading down the adjacent hallway.

"Severus," she said, nodding her head curtly. His head shot up in response to her call.

"Minerva," he replied, "Headed up to the Great Hall as well?"

"Yes. I had hoped to get there early as not to be stampeded by rampaging students."

Severus' lip quirked slightly as the image flittered through his head, "We wouldn't want that now would we? Though if you had been run over by students, I suppose you wouldn't be forced to endure the ball. Surely that holds measure for some people."

"Some people? I should think no one would want to parade around dressed up, dancing to the music these kids enjoy. I don't know who thought up the idea of parties but I'd like to give them a good talking to." Minerva said, aware, in the back of her mind that she was rambling on about rather nonsensical things.

"Minerva McGonagall, not enjoying functions? What a revelation!" he said, sarcasm nearly dripping in his voice.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean, Severus." She replied, turning away and resuming her walk towards the Great Hall.

Unfortunately, he kept pace with her. "Well, for one, you don't enjoy company. You never merit raucous behavior and you don't adhere to participating in acts that affect one's judgment."

Minerva stopped in her tracks. Was she really that transparent? Fixing on a scowl, she glared at Snape, "I enjoy the company of people as much as the next person if I am not busy, and I happen to think people shouldn't lose control simply because then they do things they wouldn't normally do." She blushed slightly, mentally thanking the dim torch light in the hall.

"If you enjoy company so much, why is it you always manage to turn me away from your office within ten minutes of getting there?" Severus asked and a playful smile broke out on his face.

"Excuse me?" she choked out, her brow furrowing.

"Come now, Minerva, you must recall how many times you have turned me out when I came to call." The smile on his face was now very prominent as he slowly walked towards her, stopping only once he had her practically pinned against the wall.

"Severus," she said, her voice almost at a whisper now. "Severus, I don't know what you're playing at but… but we need to get to the Great Hall…Now." Her voice grew until she pushed him back away from her and continued on her way.

"Don't you ever get tired of pushing people away, Minerva? Do you get tired of your solitude?" he called to her, just as she was turning the corner.

A/N 2: I hope you liked it! I know Snape is a bit OOC in this but I can't imagine him being super scowly all of the time. Besides, flirting with Minerva irritates her and his favorite thing IS to irritate her.