Dumbledore had that twinkle in his eye, which meant Snape was going to suffer. He knew full well that whenever Dumbledore had that twinkle before breakfast, that something horrid was going to happen. As he sipped his pumpkin juice, the Headmaster suddenly stood up. The students and teachers looked at him, confused, yet that old man had the gall to continue smiling as if it wasn't odd for him to sit up for a speech in the middle of eating!

"I have an announcement to make, fellow wizards and witches." He spoke. The students began chattering among themselves, but were quickly silenced as Dumbledore raised his hand. "After an enlightening discussion with the Minister of Magic, it has been decided that to prevent future events such as the Wizardry Party of 1981 from happening ever again, that a new program be started for the students of Hogwarts. I call it, the Hiding in Plan Sight program, or HIPSP."

"The point of this program is to better prepare wizards for future interactions with the muggle world. After all, the Statute of Secrecy is pointless if wizards are walking around muggle towns wearing old fashioned robes. Those who fail this program will automatcially be held back a year, regardless of their grades in any other classes. This program will be effective... immediately. Start packing, everyone! Our buses will arrive in 3 hours!"

As Dumbledore whisked his robe and left the Dining Hall, people began chatting with one another with confusion about the announcement, until one weasley boy pointed out something very important.

"Wait, was he serious!?"

Beat.

The students quickly scrambled out of the seats, scrambling to get to their dorms while the more pig-headed Slytherins complained about how unfair it was they had to mingle with an inferior species. Snape merely sat there, silently judging whether the misery of everybody was worth the misery of Slytherin. After some thought, he came to an answer.

"Dumbledore may need a supervisor." And so he sat up and left, intent on joining Dumbledore's inane idea. It will be completely worth it seeing the gryffindors flounder around confused on how to hide their magical nature.

The many students of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw waited near the bus stop, wondereing aboutwhat they had gotten themselves into. As Percy Weasley checkmarked off the students who had to remain behind, he saw the sullen Slytherins coming towards them. Confused, he quickly waves over one of the Prefects and asks him why they were willing to go on the trip (not even he was ignorant of how most of the Slytherins were usually apathetic about muggles).

"Snape gave us The Eye?"

"No, not The Eye."

"Yes, The Eye."

"Uh, what's the Eye?" Ron asked. "Is that some sort of nickname for a spell Snape loves or something?"

"No," the Slytherin Prefect shook his head. "The Eye is something Snape only shows to people when he really wants someone to suffer."

"Wait, Snape wanted Slytherins to suffer!?" Ron asked in shock, attracting the attention of the other students, who became chatting about how ludicrous the ideas was.

"Despite how fair Snape is ("Fair? What a bunch of posh."), when he shows The Eye, it doesn't matter who you are, teacher, student, Gryffindor, Slytherin, he looks at you and you suffer. He used it only once on my class when I was just a 1st year, and from that day on, we vowed to never sneak into the teacher's lounge ever again."

"I heard," a Hufflepuff Prefect pipes up. "That he once used The Eye on his Headmaster after what he viewed as the most horrible day ever, and as retaliation, deducted 1000 points from Dumbledore."

"And Dumbledore was fine with that? Where did he even deduct the points from?"

"Apparently, Dumbledore decided to deduct it from his own paycheck."

"...Wut."

"It appears that everyone is here." Dumbledore said.

The students all reeled back, startled by the appearance of the headmaster, who wore the same purple colored star patterned robes he had earlier today. He smiled as he waved his wand, shrinking down most of the luggage and levitating them over to a large suitcase which he placed them in.

"Now everyone, remember to follow the lead of the Muggleborns and to not mention a single bit about your magic. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." The students chorused.

The headmaster nodded as a yellow bus drove up to the bus stop, the door opening to reveal a somewhat overweight man with a large beard which he scratched.

"Oh, hey Mr. Dumbledore," the driver said upon seeing the headmaster. "What's with the kids?"

"As a favor, Jack, I'm chaperoning them to the town of Georgena, a place I'm sure you're well aware of."

"So the usual then? Alright, hop on, and don't smoke or else I'm stuffing it up your-"

Dumbledore simply shook his head as he entered the bus, the students reluctantly following him. As Percy entered the bus, he notice dthe various bits of graffiti sprayed across the walls and seats, and began to wonder whether the headmaster was alright in the head.

"Hey, are you listening!?"

Percy turned and saw Draco pestering the driver, and walked over to stop him.

"That's enough! If the driver wanted to answer your questions, then he would have said so."

"Except he didn't!"

Percy sighed as he turned towards the driver. "Jack, do you want to answer this young man's questions?"

"..."

"Jack?" he placed his hand on Jack, causing him to slightly jump as he pulled something out of his right ear and turned towards Percy. "Huh, what is it?"

"Draco here wanted to ask you a question."

"Oh, sorry about that," he replied. "I guess I had the volume on this MP3 Player too loud."

"Em P3?" Percy asked.

"Yeah, the music I have here is really nice, but I always have to remind myself not to listen to them while out on the road," Jack explained, unknowingly blowing the minds of the students listening in. "Songs from bands like Green Day and The Beatles just have this distinct feeling that you can't get rid off, especially when somebody makes a classical rearrangement of them, you feel me?"

Percy numbly nodded, and as Jack continued lecturing about his taste in music while the students got on, Percy wondered if Jack had possesses a magical device capable of recording multiple distinct sounds, and why he was friends with Dumbledore.

Author's Note

Part of a gallery of random snips, this one revolves around what would happen if the students of Hogwarts, during 2nd year, are sent off to the Muggle World to learn how to hide in better.

Lets hope all those biases can be beaten out of the wizard, because oh boy are they in for a treat!