A/N: I added a bit to the rule before I wrote it. I like it this way. Also, this chapter rambles a bit but that is the mood I am in right now. See, rambling. So yeah. I like chocolate.
#59: I must not send Professor Snape toothpaste, soap, shampoo, or any other hygiene product for Christmas. It is rude and hurtful.
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Me and the boys were opening our presents in the Great Hall at breakfast Christmas. A few of the other students that stay for the holiday were there; also participating in the festivities was our dear headmaster.
Fred and George got their traditional sweaters from their mother, and Lee and I were pleased to find dear Mrs. Weasley had made us each a sweater too. Mine is dark blue with a big white letter 'E' and I love it. We all put them on immediately, and of course the twins switched theirs. Then we proceeded to enjoy our meal and a few of the magical cracker things that I love so very much. Mine had a little blue plush dragon that was enchanted to fly around. Gred and Forge, ahem, that is to say, George and Fred, got lucky with enough Sugar Quills for the rest of term. And Lee got a new set of Gobstones, which he very much needed. We finished eating and opened the rest of our presents, a few from classmates, but mostly from each other. I gave Lee a new scarf, and the twins each a pair of gloves for Quidditch, all of which I made myself. Okay, so maybe some magic was involved, but I'm still better than dear ol' Hermione…honestly that girl needs a different hobby. Lee got the twins Dungbombs, which is a classic present, but still appreciated. And they got him socks. There had to be at least 15 pairs. Some were plain and practical but others were so outrageous I couldn't help snickering. He thanked them profusely, and we all had a good laugh, and then they gave me their presents. The twins got me a box of Chocolate Frogs, and Lee gave me his old set of Wizard Chess and a scrapbook he barely started of some of the pranks we've done recently. The boys and I read through it and promised to keep going with it and had a good laugh at the memories and Lee's less than stellar art skills. But the best laugh was still to come.
Snape, Flitwick, Sprout, McGonagall and a few other teachers came walking in and sat down. It was their usual time for breakfast- me and the boys had gotten there especially early today. Each of them carried a few packages, but Snape carried the most. That alone made me smile but I hid it quickly as the professors walked past. Didn't want to ruin the fun too early.
They sat down and ate their breakfast. As they each finished, they started opening their presents like they always do: slowly, trying to feint politely interested disinterest, but in reality extremely excited to see what they got this year.
Snape's face went from his Christmas not-quite-a-scowl to his normal life-is-awful scowl to his I-will-murder-someone scowl to his rather rare I-will-murder-someone-slowly-and-painfully-and-make-it-look-like-an-unfortunate-accident scowl as he opened each present. Somehow Dumbledore noticed and asked, probably louder than he meant, "What do you have there, Severus?"
Snape didn't say anything which prompted the Headmaster to take a closer look. Again louder than he should have, he listed off a few of the objects in Snape's pile, "Pinky Pie Pony's Magic Sparkle Shampoo, Freshest Mint toothpaste, Old Spice soap…"
Those first six words were all the students needed to crack up laughing, and the rest of the list just intensified the effect. Snape stood up and stalked out of the Hall.