Severus never was a fan of big, loud, and extravagant events. Mostly because he had to dress the part but also be there, which is why when Severus had been informed in the staff meeting that there would be an event being held at Hogwarts, he felt the need to drink a potion of poison and die right at that spot.

For days he had been trying not to think of it too much, then Albus came to the rescue. It wasn't a ball of some sort, it was an event that happened every five years, a Triwizard Tournament. He felt better- then he realized, he had to socialize, another thing he was terrible at.

Albus had told only Severus the schools that would be visiting, Severus didn't care which schools would be visiting, he didn't want to socialize with the head of the school.

The day came and Severus wasn't thrilled. Students and staff gathering as they waited for the schools to come in.

He didn't catch the names of the schools but he didn't care, they did their little performances when coming in through the doors of the Great Hall.

Severus gripped the edge of his sleeves and just let his jet black eyes scan everything in the room. He was bored, tired, and irritated.