At dinner that night, Potter actually came down. He was not in his room the whole day, he was with Destiny. Potter watched as Destiny brought out the food, and was humming something. He glanced at Snape, and took some food.

Destiny was humming some other kiddie song. I am sure Potter's behind that. I scanned the table looking for the potatoes, and spotted them near Potter. With a sneer, "Pass the potatoes, Potter." I am going to call him Mr. Potato-Head on purpose at school. Severus gave a small smirk at his little joke.

Potter looked up, and looked at the potatoes. "You have a wand." He pointed out, turning back to his meal.

"I know that, Potter. It is rude to do magic at the dinner table, but I suppose you were never taught such manners." Snape snapped. All this for some bloody potatoes!

He glared, and asked, "Do you really want the potatoes?"

With a sneer, "Why else would I have asked?"

He sat there pondering a moment, then he dipped his spoon into the potatoes, and flung a spoonful at Snape, hitting him in the chest. I was astonished, and pissed off. Severus dipped his spoon into the cream corn, and flung it at him. This shocked him, so he flung more potatoes at me, this time hitting Snape in the face. Severus wiped the potatoes off his face, and returned fire.

Soon, the food fight was getting hectic. Steak was flying across the table, as Destiny started loudly singing, "I hate you! You hate me! We are a big disfunctional family!" Potter took the chance and hucked a ball of potatoes at her. That shut her up. Sure, the song does suit us, but I don't need to hear her squeaky voice practically shouting it. Thankfully, Potter has aim.. His father would be so proud.

After ten more minutes, we ran out of food, and Severus looked around the dining room. It was covered in food, and Destiny was hiding under the table. Potter was covered in food, and Severus was pretty sure he got him as good as he got me. Severus would have smiled, but this is Potter, and he never smile in front of him.

Severus pulled Destiny out from under the table. She squeaked like a rat, looked around the dining room, looking at the mess. "I'll get on it right away, Master Snape!"

Pulling out his wand, Severus waved it, "No need." The room was clean again. Severus turned to Potter. "Perhaps, you should go clean yourself, and go to bed, so you do not cause any more trouble."

He groaned, "I am getting punished? But you-" Severus was sure he was going to say, But you helped.

Severus cut him off, "I never said that, did I, Potter?" He looked completely shocked. Yes, I take practically anytime to punish him, but really, I took part in it, so he shouldn't be punished. It was just being reasonable. He walked out of the room slowly, with a confused look on his face.

Leaning back into his lounger in the den, Severus decided he could not wait till school, when he'll call him Mr. Potato-Head instead of Mr. Potter. He wondered how he could say that in a way, where he could keep a straight face.. Oh god, am I actually thinking of telling a joke to.. POTTER?!