AN/ I got to say, I rather enjoy writing this... hopefully I don't give up on it :)

After the Snape/Quirrel confrontation over Christmas

Quirrel was in the staff room all by himself. He stood there and stayed quiet, as if he knew someone was listening in on him, and for all he knew, someone was. Severus Snape was everywhere.

He breathed in annoyingly. His plans are going to be a lot harder with him lurking about, sticking his greasy nose where it doesn't belong.

Maybe if he knew he was in league with the Dark Lord? No, definitely not. Maybe he was loyal to him before the war ended, but as of now he was in Dumbledore's pocket.

They can't trust the ex-Death Eater.

Just on cue, in walks Snape and McGonagall in some sort of argument.

"If I have to say it one more time, Severus…" He just huffed in response and then they noticed Quirrel just standing there awkwardly. "Hello, Quirinus."

"Min-n-nerva."

Snape just sighed in annoyance but did not take his eyes off of him. Quirrel knew he was onto him, but how deeply was he wrenched into it? That was the main question.

McGonagall went over to the counter and began to make herself and the other two teachers some tea. "Any milk or sugar?"

"No."

"Milk, p-please."

She handed them their drinks and they all sat down on the couches. "It sure is nice to have less students to look after over the next couple weeks, isn't it?"

Quirrel nodded.

McGonagall could feel the tension in the room between the two men, and it was not a good feeling, in fact it was disturbing. She knew that Snape found him to be quite annoying, and he didn't understand how he got the defense job when he seemed to be scared of his own shadow.

The door opened to the staff room and Quirrel jumped in his seat, spilling some of his tea over himself and the couch. "Oh god," said Snape in annoyance.

"Didn't mean to scare you there," laughed Septima Vector. She closed the door behind her and went over to the counter for her own drink. "But honestly, you got to stop being so jumpy. You're the defence against he dark arts teacher now!"

Quirrel seemed to shake where he sat. Snape snorted, not believing his pretence and McGonagall just raised her eyebrow at him. "Ex-excuse me."

Quirrel left the room and McGonagall began to confront Snape. "What is with the two of you? You got along pretty well the other years he has been here, and now you act like he's someone to be suspicious of."

Snape didn't say anything in response, not feeling as though he had to justify himself. If no one else was seeing his falseness, that was not his problem. It was plain as day, but everyone just ignored it cause they've known him for a few years before hand and trusted him.

He was not that trusting of a person.

"Honestly, Severus, I don't know what's come over you recently." He stood up and headed for the door. "Things change, and we just have to accept that."

"Right." And he was gone.

Vector took a loud sip of her drink to try and break the awkwardness, but McGonagall just huffed in her own annoyance, not really wanting to fell better.

AN/ I know my story is very McGonagall and Snape centred but those two are just amazing characters and I love writing interactions between them :)