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Drink flowed, and chatter rose and fell with lulls in the music that was sounding from the stage at the end of the Great Hall.
Severus stood by the beverage table, watching with an eagle eye to ensure no ruffians spiked the punch. From the corner of his eye he noticed movement, and then a flurry of noise erupted from the same direction.
The crowd parted to let the newcomer through. Miss Granger, in a rather unorthodox costume. Her hair was teased á la America in ‘85. Her shirt was slouchy, her pants were tight. The whole outfit was clearly charmed though, as she was dancing quite smoothly out to the middle of the dance floor. She grinned at her erstwhile friends, nodded at the staff table, and even winked at him before proceeding to ‘cut a rug’ as one muggleborn student called out.
Severus sneered.
She paused, and began a jerky motion that someone nearby identified as ‘twerking’. As she turned, he noticed a sign on her back: Baby Got Back. Below the sign, her… behind… had been engorged to the point of ridiculousness.
Severus, disgusted, downed his drink, shook his head, and ducked out of the Hall. That was quite enough of students in costumes for his evening. He’d patrol the halls and take some House Points to regain his equilibrium.