Ch. 1: The Prank

"Psst! Did you talk to the house elves about this?" asked a small red-haired boy.

"Yeah, they've put it in his pumpkin juice just this morning!" replied another boy that looked just like the first.

Fred and George Weasley nervously sat down at the table next to the other second years. They tried not to look at the professor that they had played their first prank on, but could not.

There was definitely something magical in the air Not because it was nearly Christmas or because it was Hogwarts, but there is something special about the first prank on a teacher. Fred and George looked at each other, knowing they had graduated from little pests to pranksters, almost to the degree of the Mauraders. If only this would work….

Professor Severus Snape took a sip of his pumpkin juice, looking at the long table of Slytherins. Just because they had won the first Quidditch game, the Slytherin seventh years had all gotten together and started the biggest pillow fight the school had ever seen. It had taken them hours to clean up after Snape had arrived. It was not a good night.

He yawned and looked toward Dumbledore to see Professor Sprout looking at him and beginning to giggle. He looked to his left to see Madam Pomfrey sipping her tea as usual. But suddenly she looked over and began to laugh. What was so funny?

Confused, Snape looked out at the students to see some clue as to what was going on. Nobody was looking at him, except the two red-haired Weasley twins from Gryffindor. What were they sniggering at?

But they were not the only ones! Soon the entire table of Hufflepuffs were looking at him and trying to suppress giggles. Snape continued to look around, trying to see what was so funny. By now everybody at the staff table (except Dumbledore) was looking at him and laughing.

The greasy haired professor looked down and gasped in horror. His robes where completely gone… by something and a small muggle t-shirt was growing on his body. It was pink with little hearts. He looked down and muggle girl jeans were replacing his boxers…. By God he was transforming into a girl!

By now, Dumbledore had also noticed and was also roaring with laughter. Snape, humiliated, picked up his robes… er… skirt and ran for it. The students noticed by now and were laughing so hard Snape wasn't surprised the Ministry of Magic hadn't swarmed down among them.

It surprised even him how quickly he'd reached his office. The potions master immediately set work on a potion to reverse this. This was the work of his potion, abeosex, or sex changer. He had just taught the second years how to make it about a month ago… that was it! Those Weasley twins! They had brewed it in their own free time and somehow put it in his juice… it had tasted rather funny this morning. It was them!!

Fred and George laughed loudly down the corridor.

"Did you see the look on Snape's face?" Fred whispered.

"It was classic! We are…"

"The best"

"Pranksters ever!"

"Well, other than the Mauraders."

The boys hushed up as they heard footsteps falling behind them. They were heavy, but quick… very much like….

"Weasley, Weasley. My office. NOW!"

The boys looked back to see a livid Snape hovering over them. "But we…"

"Didn't do…"

"Anything!"

"At least not this time," muttered Fred.

Snape wasn't taking any of it and began to drag them both by the ears toward the dungeons. Thankfully, the three ran (almost literally) into Professor McGonagall first.

"Watch… Professor Snape, what are you doing with my students?" demanded McGonagall.

"Taking them to the dungeon, for putting abeosex in my pumpkin juice!" growled Snape. Fred and George watched earnestly, waiting for their fate to be decided. McGonagall was strict, that was for sure, but she was much more fair than Snape!

"Did you boys?" asked McGonagall.

Here Fred and George Weasley put on their most innocent faces. These faces worked on everybody except their mother and Snape. "No, we didn't Professor McGonagall," they said earnestly.

"Severus, do you have any proof that this occurred?" asked McGonagall.

"Well no…."

"Than I believe that you should take your hands off my students!"

Snape reluctantly let go of the twin boys. He glared at them and set off to the dungeons. This was not fair! He knew they were responsible for half, if not all, of the mishaps in his classroom in the past two years! But he couldn't do a thing about it! This was not fair!

He looked down at his wand, trying to figure out what to do. That was it! Of course! A perfect punishment for those little meddling second years! They would not know what hit them, and they couldn't say that the potions master didn't have a sense of humor!