Scene: The Headmasterβs Office at Hogwarts
Snape is sitting at his desk, looking over a stack of applications for the position of Deputy Headmaster. The ghosts of McGonagall and Dumbledore float nearby.
McGonagall: (with an uncharacteristic cheeriness) "Oh, Severus, this one looks promising! Quite an impressive resume, don't you think?"
Snape: (raises an eyebrow) "Minerva, were you always this... cheery? My memory of you is more... stern and strict."
McGonagall:(chuckles) "Well, Severus, dying does give one a new perspective on life."
Dumbledore: (nodding sagely) "She's undeniably a perfect fit, Severus."
Snape: (rolls his eyes) "I don't need hiring advice from you, Albus. You hired Lockhart, a werewolf, a mad Auror, and me, a Death Eater. So, no!"
Dumbledore: (smiling serenely) "Ah, but Severus, each of you brought something unique to the table."
Snape:(sarcastically) "Yes, like chaos, danger, and an unhealthy amount of hair gel."
McGonagall: (laughs) "Oh, Severus, you always did have a way with words."
Snape:(muttering) "I need a vacation."