[Hello Magicdraft, welcome this spiky, cramped handwriting that's appearing in a messy scrawl across your commuter. You'll become quite familiar with it, especially if you're a student who... is not quite so intellectually inclined.]
Headmaster, should you decide to notice this, please keep in mind that I would like a word with you whenever you deign to grace us with your presence.
[Snape is not pleased, no he is not. The last thing he remembers before passing out is Lucius informing him that the Dark Lord wished to see him in the Shrieking Shack. It doesn't take a genius to guess as to what fate had been awaiting him. And now, he is here, at a Hogwarts that is not actually Hogwarts.]
For those who are not our ever esteemed Headmaster, I am Professor Snape, Head of the Potions Department and your Potions Master. This means that I shall have the misfortune of meeting all of you at some point next week, so you needn't bother attempting to introduce yourselves.
Those who have found themselves sorted into Slytherin: you are to meet me in the common room in precisely one hour. As the Head of Slytherin House, I will be highly displeased with anyone who does not attend this meeting as there are certain matters that need to be addressed. This includes any of the professors belonging to our House as well, if you will join us.
Finally, if my fellow professors would kindly join me in the staff room located on the ground floor, off the Entrance Hall in precisely two hours, it would be appreciated. The password should have been included with the welcome letter the Headmaster oh-so-thoughtfully provided.
{OOC: Also, if you guys could fill out his permissions post
[HERE], I'd appreciate it!}