Challenge: Snape and Scotland
Word Count: 100
"Severus? Would you care for some neeps and tatties?"
Severus swallowed as an elf proferred a plate of steaming - things. The scent of haggis overwhelmed whatever the pale and the orange mashed heaps exuded. "I'd be charmed."
He took a gulp of the whisky that Minerva had poured for all the staff and waited for her to serve Pomona before surreptitiously casting a Tasty Food charm on the mess. That wouldn't help the texture, of course, but it would mask the flavor and scent long enough for him to eat a few bites.
"Delicious!" cried Pomona, cheerfully shoveling in haggis.