A/N: My first attempt at humor, so at the end, reviews would be appreciated.
Strange Things are Afoot in the Second-Floor Toilet
"Myrtle!"
"Quick! Hide it!"
"Lock it from the inside, get out over the top!" Fred and George Weasley dropped down in front of Harry.
"Ah, Harry. What…what are you doing here?" George asked.
"I could ask you the same question," Harry said. "I'm trying to apologize to Myrtle for not visiting more often. Harry plastered on an apologetic face that was so obviously sarcastic it made the twins laugh.
"Oh, dear Harry, so thoughtful," Fred mimicked in a girl's voice.
"Well, I certainly know that you two aren't here to visit a hormonal girl who's been dead for fifty years," Harry replied.
"I heard that!" shrieked a voice from the end stall. The three boys ignored it.
"Harry, as our financial backer, you have the VIP privilege to witness, first-hand, our scheme," said George proudly.
"Er…do I want to see it?" Harry asked.
"Oh, yes. It'll be a right hoot when we're done," Fred said with an evil grin. "George, show Harry in." George slithered under the door to the same stall Harry, Ron, and Hermione had used to concoct the Polyjuice Potion three years previously. George swung open the door with the attitude of someone about to unveil a secret. Fred ushered Harry in and locked the door behind them.
On the toilet seat, just like its predecessor, the Polyjuice Potion, sat another cauldronful of potion. But this stuff had a pearly kind of silvery sheen, an improvement from the mud-like Polyjuice Potion. Its thick steam spiraled up to the high ceiling, and smelled like…like…a flowery scent he thought he might have smelled at the Burrow.
"Like it, Harry?" Fred asked, interrupting Harry's train of thought.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
"It's a love potion, Amortentia!" they exclaimed together.
"Isn't that banned? I don't need any more trouble," Harry said.
"Of course it's banned!" said Fred.
"That's why we're doing this!" said George.
"Doing what, exactly?" asked an apprehensive Harry.
"Spiking the Professors' morning juice!" they replied together.
"What'll it do to them?" Harry wondered, apprehension turning to fascination.
"Make them fall head-over-heals in love with the very first person they see," said George. "Which of course…"
"…will be one another," Fred finished.
"You two are insane," Harry said, grinning.
"Yes, Harry, we are," George replied. "And all you have to do is watch the staff table tomorrow."
"How are you going to pull this off?" Harry asked.
"Nobody said you had to be close to the person whose drink you're spiking to spike their drink," George said.
"Yeah, we've done this to ickle Ronniekins about a million times before," was Fred's answer.
"How?" asked an engrossed Harry.
"You simply need to get close to the source of food preparation," came from George.
"Like…the kitchens?" asked Harry.
"Actually, Harry, we thought you'd get it faster than that!" exclaimed Fred. "Yes, of course the kitchens!"
"Those cute little house-elves will do anything for you," George said.
"But surely not allow you to put a love potion in all of the Professors' drinks!" said Harry incredulously.
"Nah, of course not!" cried Fred. "That's why we're taking pains to disguise it as Pepper-Up Potion. Apparently, Pomfrey goes there all the time to secretly give Pepper-Up to various students. She did it to George once."
"I wasn't feeling blue, she did that on purpose, just for revenge," said George.
"And only because you switched all the labels in the Hospital Wing. Honestly!" said Fred, winking to Harry.
"I know!" cried George obliviously. "Anyway, Harry, the show goes on tomorrow at breakfast. But one thing," he added as Harry turned to leave.
"Don't tell Hermione," they said.
A/N: Yeah, I know, Harry didn't see Amortentia until HBP, and this is set in OoTP. But it fit the story lines. Just go along with it for now. I got the idea for the title from an 80's movie called "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure". Hilarious, rent it on a rainy day. And review!