*is so humble* yes they do Eric


Back by the Kitchen:
McGonagall, being the responsible Head of House that she is, decided she had better go and check on her students, who were most likely to be panicked and hungry. She turned and walked across the entrance hall. Not really looking where she was going, she bumped into an old man with a long black beard and walking stick, wearing bright green pants and an orange top, with a large sombrero on top.
“So sorry, I didn’t see you there – Professor Snape?!?!” she said.
The figure rushed off towards the dungeons, fuming. He could have sworn the disguise had worked on Dumbledore earlier that morning, but then again Dumbledore was an old man. Resolved to go to the lab and work on perfecting his disguise, Snape ran down the corridor, ignoring the single lonely shoe that was lying on the floor.

McGonagall, telling herself that she was delusional due to lack of food, scaled the stairs in record time. She was about to enter the Gryffindor common room when she noticed a small movement out of the corner of her eye. A piece of toast was in the corner, tap-dancing. Eating it quickly, McGonagall entered the portrait hole to find chaos. There were students everywhere, ripping furniture apart in vain attempts to find something to eat. Harry was in the corner, with something hanging out of his mouth. Striding over, McGonagall recognised them as being Professor Flitwick’s green suspenders.
"Potter! Put those green slimy suspenders back where you found them this instant!!"