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Severus Snape sat glumly at the head table. The Start of Term Feast was going as planned. The new children were sorted and the rest of the school was currently happily shoving as much food as they possibly could down their throats. Severus couldn't see what they were all so happy about. The Dark Lord had just returned a few months ago thanks to that Potter brat. He would very soon be tested of his true loyalties and life was just downright getting dull at Hogwarts.
Everyone there was so predictable. He could practically write out every single person's actions for the entire year. Potter and his band getting into mischief, the Granger girl of course still maintaining her perfect grades, Malfoy despising the Gryffindors and trying to do all he can to get them to fight with him, the Weasley twins going around in their last year doing what they thought were brilliant pranks. What they were unaware of was that they had done their pranks so often that they were no longer interesting. The rest of the students went on in their perfectly normal lives not thinking past next weeks test or that Saturday's Quidditch match.
By this time, Severus had begun to fiddle with his spoon full of mashed potatoes, barely even processing that he even was doing it. As his thoughts delved deeper, however, he got more and more upset. His tension built so much that he accidentally felt his spoon flick its contents onto some unsuspecting Slytherin. Severus was chagrined to discover that it was no other than Draco Malfoy, himself.
Draco felt the mashed potatoes on the side of his face tenderly, not even believing that someone would have the nerve to throw food at him, a Malfoy. Comprehension suddenly dawned on him, it must have been Potter. So, without any further thought, he grabbed some lime jello and launched it towards the Gryffindor table.
Unfortunately, it did not quite make it and instead, landed on some Hufflepuff sixth year. The Hufflepuff table went silent, seeing the green mass falling down their classmate's face. Then someone began to softly snicker at the Ravenclaw table. It seemed to catch on. The Hufflepuff, now very angry, picked up a dish of butter and pelted it at the Ravenclaw table.
Nobody is sure who said it, but after this, someone yelled at the top of their lungs, "FOOD FIGHT!" This set off every student throwing any and all food within their reach at anyone they could. It was every witch or wizard for themselves as best friends even resorted to drenching each other with pumpkin juice.
The teachers tried as best as they could to end the makeshift war zone, but anyone who interfered was rewarded with a face full of custard. As it was impossible to discover who threw it, the subdued professor would sit back down at the head table and wait for the events to pan out.
When no more usable food was left, Professor Dumbledore stood with a twinkle in his eye, "Ah, I see yet another interesting year has begun at Hogwarts. Assuming that no one else wishes to catapult their food across the room, I would ask that you now retire to your dormitories and clean up before you go to bed. Thank you." With that he sat down and watched as the food-covered children stood up and squished out of the room.
The headmaster turned to his emotionless potions master and said with a twinkle in his eye, "What a delightful beginning to the new year, don't you agree, Severus." Severus merely nodded and swept out of the room, muttering about crazy old men and their infuriating twinkles.
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