ultima-owner i decided to use your sugestion because as long as Vaati wasn't too wasted i could still get plot moving around while making a hillariuos Vaati monolouge.
Snape knew that the dinner with the teachers before the school year started was tradition yet he still didn't want to leave his lair when he could be doing somthing more productive. He loathed to sit near any of the hatty teachers who would constantly try to push him into conversations. He knew he wasn't the best liked teacher and was described as prickly when they thought he wasn't around. He liked his solitude, and prefered it to sitting next to a half giant that was getting drunk on spiked pumpkin juce. This meant he was also getting loud. The food hadn't even arrived yet and the fool... whoever brought the WizLiq alchohol and allowed the idiot to have some was going to pay. They wouldn't know it was him of course, Snape had always beeen good at sneaking around. Just then the headmaster stood up to make the same speech he's said for over eleven years. Hagrid of course stopped talking to aptly listen to his idol.
"Welcome, teachers. I think i'm speaking for all of us when i say i'm looking forwards to this new year of school." At this Snapes permanent scowl got more defined.
"The fresh bunch of kids here come, eager to learn what wizdom you have to give." More like eager to slack off on their studies. I'll show them slacking only gives them bad grades.
"Like every year it will have it's ups and downs. It's highs and it's lows." As Dumbledoor said this the cart with food arrived and came to a sudden halt. "Now is a time to relax, and i hope you enjoy the food our house elves have prepared. Sadly Querrell will not be joining us just yet, but he will be in time for the opening feast. Before we begin though." As the headmaster said this the dishes floated in front of the staff members to land down on the table. "I would like to inform you that this year Harry Potter will be joining us. I expect you to treat him just as any other student who has graced these halls."
"You don't want us to grovel at the feet of the boy who lived? The chosen one to defeat a great evil called he who must not be named." Said Snape with the average ammount of sass.
"Snape I esspecailly mean you." Said the headmaster looking at the potions master who grudgingly lowered his eyes.
"Enough blather! Help yourselves to the meal." Said the headmaster with as much cheerfullness as he could muster. Professur Flitwick used a levitation spell to bring himself a baked apple, Hagrid ripped a legg of of the chicken, and Dumbledoor grabed one of the sprinkled chocolate cones.
Oh the boy who lived will be wishing he hadn't when Snape is through with him. He's no doubt been waited on hand and foot by his relatives and slacking off on studying the basics of potions. Snape would make a fool out of the boy for his own impudence, Snape would make him do his best or risk failure. As Snape entertained these thoughts he cut himself a bit of the chicken and didn't notice the small minish that had let go of the peice halfway to the plate and was now climbing down to the floor.
Vaati couldn't belive his luck that noone noticed him. To engrosed in talking or eating to notice the minish had allowed him to get away before he was stabbed with a knife. He had almost been when the black haired man had cut his peice out right where Vaati had been sitting. In an effort to stay hidden and not get cut to peices he had grabbed onto the peice and had to let go when part of the meat he had been holding started stripping away.
Vaati now had had enough food and adventure decided to head back to the owlery and ask the owls about somthing he overheard that bothered him. Vaati then realized he had no idea which way he had come from sat underneath the chair of the man who had almost sqewered him. As he was thinking of which way he could take and how to do so without being seen a goblet clattered to the floor covering Vaati with what smelled like pumpkins and had the consistancy of slightly more liquid mashed potatoes.
"Woops sorry." Said the large man who Vaati had heard talking almost non stop to a woman next to him and two men across from him. A hand went down and grabbed the goblet, the mman seemed to be too drunk to realize that Vaati was there and not an illusion created by drink. Vaati tried to wipe some of the substance off but his curiosity soon made him try some of it. He knew now was not the time so he decided to use his hat to carry a bit. He tied it at the top and carried it over his shoulder. Now to figure out how he should get out of the huge dining hall.
Vaati looked around and it seemed th loud one had also dropped a napkin. Vaati picked it up and held it over his head as flat as he could make it.