Severus sighs contentedly, looking into the fire in his quarters. No students, no Potter, no Voldemort… equals no stress.
A knock echoes in his quarters, causing him to sigh, this time out of irritation.
"Come in!" He yells, before muttering lowly about annoying people and the invasion of privacy. Albus Dumbledore steps in, dressed like Father Christmas, and Severus snorts.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Albus says, merrily, while Severus scowls at the man who dares invade his thinking space with his insanity.
"What do you want, Albus?" Severus asks, rubbing his forehead.
"Well, I want to help you celebrate Christmas, of course!" Albus says, getting closer to Severus.
"Albus, I am not the type for these foolish celebrations."
"Sure you are! See!" Albus says, turning Severus' black robes into red and green Elf clothes. As Severus tries to change them back, he realizes that his attempts are futile.
"ALBUS!" Severus bellows, his voice heard through the entire dungeons.
"YES?" Albus asks, laughing as he matched Severus' tone.
"Return these to normal or else I'll-" Severus begins agitatedly, but stops as Albus bear hugs him.
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Snape," Albus says, laughing. Severus smiles, appreciating his friends subtle attempt at love.
Slytherin.
