Rolling his eyes as he spotted yet another cuddling couple in the hallways, Severus Snape hurried his pace, as to not remind himself that he was alone, yet again, for the holidays. Severus never liked the holidays. Aside from Dumbledore wearing those atrocious shiny red and green robes with jingly bells, tiny fir tree branches, and real snow falling from the sleeves and matching hat, Severus Snape hated all the couples. As part of the holiday decorations, the house elves bewitched mistletoe to float around the castle corridors, just above people's heads, causing more public displays of affection in the hallways than necessary. Clearing his head of the bad image of Dumbledore in his holiday outfit, Snape tried to rush by the canoodling couple, but then saw that it was two Gryffindors.

Excellent, Snape thought. I can relieve my tinsel-topped stress by sending Gryffindor's house points into the negatives.

Slowing his speed, Snape put on a disgusted face and ever so slightly arched the left corner of his upper lip. The students immediately broke apart when they realized Snape was looming over them. The expressions on their faces told Snape that all the practicing he'd done in the mirror to perfect this exact glare was paying off. Ooh! Even more fun, Snape thought to himself, when he saw that the boy was Potter, and the other was a scrawny, carrot-headed, freckly Weasley. Was it Ginny? Ron? George? Snape didn't know and honestly didn't care. Potter's probably snogging them all, Snape chuckled to himself.

'Potter,' Snape spat. 'It would be in both of our best interests if you and your ginger-headed crony didn't demonstrate to us all how to assault someone's tongue with their own.'

'Are you SERIOUS?!' the Weasley screeched. Snape recognized the high pitched voice as that of a girl. Snape then concluded that the Weasley must be Ronald. 'Look over there!' the Weasley continued, 'Don't you see Draco and his girlfriend Gabriela? They're freakin' eating each other's faces off! Why don't you go over there and tell them off, instead of gracing us with your greasy hair and jacked up nose!'

Snape was caught off guard by this sudden outburst, but quickly pulled himself together and whipped out his "Oh no you didn't- Now it's ON!" face.

'First,' Snape started, 'I am not SIRIUS. ((Okay, that Sirius thing was really lame.)) I am Professor Snape. Second,' he said, as he blankly stared down the corridor at Draco and Gabi, who were displaying a prefect example of "what not to do when there are other people present" and said, 'I don't know what you're blabbering about. I don't see Draco and his friend doing anything wrong.' However, mentally, he was making a note to tell Draco to "take it to the dormitory," for it was much more than anyone else needed to view. 'Lastly,' Snape said, 'It is unacceptable to insult a teacher. I'm going to have to deduct one hundred and fifty house points for this entire incident.' Snape started to move away, then stopped and said, 'I'm going to deduct an extra forty house points as well, for the discrimination against people with abnormally large noses.'

The Weasley, who Snape had finally correctly realized was Ginny, started to protest, but Snape was already turning into another hallway, careful to avoid Gabi and Draco.

Snape was opposed to the joyous spirits of the students during the holidays, but he suffered through them, for he knew that his favorite time of the school year was on its way- HOLIDAY BREAK!

Snape loathed Dumbledore's staff parties, where firewhisky and rum were of endless supply. Did Snape have a problem with alcohol? No, he'd have a nice glass of brandy anytime. Did Snape have a problem with a completely trashed Flitwick, Hagrid falling down and crushing people, and McGonagall trying to coax the other teachers into playing strip poker? YES. Snape remembered the last holiday staff party. The one where a drunken Trelawny accidentally transfigured him into a giant dandelion, and then Hagrid decided to use the Snape-dandelion in the interpretive dance he happened to be performing for Dumbledore, who wanted to "spread the dandelion love" by ripping the flower apart and throwing the pieces at other people, while Filch tried to set everyone on fire.

To Snape's relief, the end of the staff party meant the beginning of the teacher's winter break. Snape's holiday vacations used to be very simple. They involved mug after mug of herbal tea, many stacks of steamy romance novels, and a lot of chocolate, cake, and other holiday treats. However, one day Dumbledore discovered the passionate romance books Snape hid in the potions ingredients closet, and suggested that he, Snape, and the other teachers start a hands on book club, in which scenes from the book are acted out. At this moment, Snape decided that all of his future winter vacations would be as far away from Hogwarts as possible.

The next year, Snape decided to go to a Weird Sisters concert during holiday break. To Snape's utter disgust, he met Gilderoy Lockhart there, who was convinced that everyone was at the concert to get his autograph.

This year, Snape had plans that he thought would be impossible to ruin. He would take a trip to a ridiculously obscure town. No one would ever follow him there! He even thought of the brilliant idea of going to America.

No one likes America, Snape thought. It's a fat, rich, country who's causing Global Warming! And they're run by that guy. What's his name? President Tree? President Bush? Either way, Snape thought, a country can't be doing to well if the leader is as dumb as a plant. They're wasting all their money in Iraq! They should be using their resources, money, and power to help other areas of the world who really need help. ((Muahaha, I just HAD to slip in my left-winged political views. So, yeah, it's my OPINION. Flame me if you want, I don't care.))

Snape was actually quite a political person. If there was a politics class at Hogwarts, Snape would totally ditch potions and teach that.

To choose this incredibly small, unnoticed town, Snape randomly dropped a small rock on a map. It landed on a tiny town called Highland Park. Highland Park was in New Jersey. It had a very large wizarding population, so Snape thought that he would fit right in.

However, Snape's brilliant plans were ruined. Just before Snape trekked down to Dumbledore's office for the dreaded staff party, an owl flew though his window. Snape opened the letter that it had come with. It said:

Dear Severus,

You are cordially invited to the Malfoy's Winter Wonderland Fiesta!

All the best people will be there, and you don't want to miss out!

THE DARK LORD MAY MAKE A SPECIAL APPEARANCE,

So be on time, and dress to impress!

Time: 6-11pm

Place: Malfoy Manor

Date: January 2nd

Hope to see you there,

Narcissa and Lucius

The words "Winter Wonderland Fiesta" made Snape think of frozen burritos and cold, icy, nachos. Gross. Snape really didn't want to go. He didn't particularly enjoy the Malfoys, but he had to pretend to love Draco because Lucius was a "friend". In Snape's eyes, Lucius was not a friend at all, for Snape was good! ((Yes, Snape is TOTALLY GOOD. I Shun the non-believer. SHUUUUUUNN!)) But because Snape ((Allan Rickman, of course,)) is such an excellent actor when dealing with the Dark Side, Lucius thought that they were friends. If Voldemort was going, then Snape thought he definitely should. He didn't want to miss any important death eater information.

Sighing as he walked down to Dumbledore's party, Snape gave up his plans. The Malfoy's party it was going to be.

Authors Notes: This isn't the end!! It was 2 in the morning when I wrote all this, and I was too tired to write more. Expect Snape to be cha-cha-ing at the Malfoys in the next chapter. R/R, -burntmuffin.