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Chapter Four

I sit in front of my closet deciding what to wear for the day. The first week of classes was over, and it was a Saturday, so uniforms weren't required.

Unknowingly, I frown while going through my piles of clothing.

Pants.  Shorts. Pants. Shirt. Pants. Tie. Shorts. Hat.

Not knowing why I was so upset with my clothing, I brush it off and grab anything to get dressed and down to the Great Hall. But I wasn't able to shake the upset feeling I had. It was as if something wasn't right. Something was wrong with me.

If I wasn't happy with the clothes I already had, what kind did I want? I'd send mother a letter asking to send some.

But the more I think about it, the more I realize that I can't do that. Why do I think I want skirts and dresses!? That's insane! Even Snape wouldn't be that weird!

As I continue to daydream about a world where I could freely where dresses and skirts and heels and do my hair and makeup, I fail to notice Severus coming up and sitting down next to me. It isn't until he sets a plate of eggs and bacon down in front of me that I acknowledge his presence.

"You've been staring at the wall for the past 10 minutes,  occasionally muttering things to yourself like "not those shoes with that shirt!" What's wrong this time?"

"Nothing! No reason! Just... thinking about the upcoming fashion... season..?"

"...right. Okay well you need to hurry up and eat breakfast because you promised me that we'd go to Hogsmead today to buy candy."

"Okay, yes mom."

I dig into my eggs, ignoring how Severus rolls his eyes at my lack of table manners when suddenly, we here a shout from across the Gryffindor table.

"Hey Snivellus! Why are you sitting st the Gryffindor table? I'd get off our bench if I were you, or else you might get dirty!"

Potter

"Yeah Greaseball! Hope off before your lack of bathing will rub off and stain the bench permanently!"

Black

"Why don't you shut your traps and let us enjoy our meals in peace for once?" Snape yells back.

"I don't know how anyone can enjoy their meals with you sitting near them! I mean, I can smell you from here!"

"Hey Black!" I step in, "if I throw a stick over there, will it make you go away? And you, Potter. Do you ever stop talking? Like, oh my god you are literally a hemorrhoid-- a pain in my ass that won't go away"

Several people around us begin to laugh. Snape jumps up, all hyped.

"OHHHH YOU GOT DUMBLEBURNED AGAIN! YOU JUST-"

And this time, he's cut off before I can stop him by James Potter grabbing a handful of scrambled eggs, whipping them down the table, whizzing past Snape, and landing smack in the face of...

Lily Evans.

"JAMES POTTER! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT!?" She shrieks. Lily grabs her own handful of food and throws it back at James. But it misses its target and instead its Remus Lupin in the face.

Sirius begins laughing, only to receive a face full of food up his nose. He sputters and glares at Remus, who smiles innocently, waffle bits stuck in his hair.

In a matter of seconds, food is being thrown in every direction. Full blown food fight. Friends were betraying friends, (Marlene McKinnon smashed butter in Alice Lightwood's hair) enemies found the perfect opportunity to release their pent up anger, and even some of the professors got involved!

Severus and I walked out of the Great Hall war heros today.