Challenge: Most Extraordinary Society of Potioneers
Word Count: 100
“At the very least you should attend their pre-meeting reception,” said Minerva, considering the Potioneers' invitation. “How bad could it be?”
“Surprisingly bad.” Severus shuddered despite himself as he remembered a particularly memorable encounter between Damocles Belby, Araminta Skower, and a random Slughorn protege. “Spiking each other's drinks on the sneak is the very least one might expect.”
Minerva shook her head. “The Transfiguration Society enjoy a similar place at the top of the profession, and I assure you that we'd never sabotage each other at our tea dance.”
“That's because you surrender your wands upon entry.”