Luna and Neville were going around Hogwarts, handing out presents, wishing people a "Merry Christmas!" as they did so. Snape stopped them in the corridor as they were handing a wrapped gift to Colin Creevey.
"Mister Longbottom and Miss Lovegood, what are you doing?" Professor Snape asked. He had dark circles underneath his eyes and looked in a bad mood.
"Giving people Christmas presents because we are Father Christmas," Neville answered with a happy, confident grin.
"It isn't Christmas." Professor Snape pointed out, glaring at Neville, who didn't flinch at all under his gaze.
"I fail to see what that has to do anything. " Neville said, looking puzzled.
"It isn't Easter either, but the Easter Bunny is still handing out Easter Eggs," Luna remarked, shoving a small present into Snape's hands.
"Why?" Professor Snape asked, fighting the urge to shout.
He had lost his temper three days ago and shouted at Hermione Granger, who spent every night since then playing pranks to ensure he didn't get any sleep.
She did everything from giving Peeves a Trumpet to forcing first-years to sing outside his room to keep him awake.
"Well, Hermione thought people needed cheering up, plus we are diversion while you are busy dealing with us; Hermione and Draco are smuggling a Dragon into Hogwarts." Neville lied. His face was a picture of innocence.
"I best inform the headmaster about this immediately. " Professor Snape muttered before glaring at Neville and Luna one last time, then walking away to find Dumbledore.
"Do you think they'll discover what Hermione and Draco are really up to?." Luna asked the moment Snape was gone.
"No, they'll be too busy dealing with the others to get time to think," Neville said.
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Luna's gift exploded, covering Snape in glitter.
If that wasn't bad enough, his shoes had vomit on from a first-year Slytherin who had been stupid enough to eat an Easter Egg given to them by Ron Weasley, who was pretending to be the Easter Bunny.
He could hear Professor McGonagall shouting, which was never a good thing and usually, he'd leave her to scold whoever she was scolding.
But on the off chance it might be Hermione and Draco, he turned the corner and saw several unconscious Slytherins.
And standing there protesting about being told off was Harry Potter and Susan Bones. When Susan had joined the group, he didn't know. Maybe she was bored of acting alone. He didn't know, but inside he had a feeling of doom brewing.
"What happened here, Minvera?" Professor Snape asked.
"Mister Potter and Miss Bones are claiming that they are the sandman, and they have to put people to sleep." Professor McGonagall explained, glaring at Harry and Susan.
"Technically, I'm a sand woman," Susan commented.
"Minvera, this a diversion while Miss Granger and Mister Malfoy smuggle a Dragon into Hogwarts."
"You know about the Dragon!" Harry exclaimed in surprise. "Was it the Tooth Fairy that told you?."
"No, Father Christmas, now you to reverse whatever you've done," Professor Snape ordered, glaring at Harry, who stuck his tongue out in response. " Minvera, we need to find Albus.".
"Mister Potter, Miss Bones, we will be discussing your punishment later." Professor McGonagall assured Harry and Susan.
"I look forward to it, Professor McGonagall," Harry called out as Professor McGonagall walked away with Professor Snape.
"You know when they find out what Draco and Hermione are doing, we are going to be in so much trouble. You know that, right?" Susan asked Harry, who was trying to decide whether he should draw a crazy beard on a seventh Slytherin.
"It'll be fine. Everyone loves monkeys. They are cute," Harry said, deciding that no, he wasn't going to draw a beard but cute lions all over the seventh year Slytherin face.
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Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape were on their way to find Dumbledore when a second-year Hufflepuff collided with Professor Snape.
"Sorry, Professor." The blonde-haired child apologized, "But Granger and Malfoy have these monkeys well monkey hybrid creatures, and they are going nuts around Hogwarts."
A loud screech made Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape look up to the ceiling.
"Is that monkey flying?." Professor McGonagall asked.
"Yes." Professor Snape answered. "Every day, I regret being born more and more."
Professor McGonagall sighs, "I suppose we better get these things under control. I don't get paid enough to work here. I really don't."