A/N- I borrowed the prank spell from lilyevan_Jan30 and her story "Faking It," on SIYE, she gets full credit for it. I would like to thank her for the use of this spell, and I encourage you, dear reader, to read her story: it's fantastic!

Dear Gred and Forge, Ron Weasley wrote, you owe me five galleons. You know when you said I'd never be able to pull off a prank? And you know how you made a bet with me that if I managed to prank the schools two best pranksters you'd give me five galleons? Well I did it, so pay up! He then proceeded to tell them all about his brilliant prank, and how everyone in school would remember the day Ron Weasley played a joke on the school's best pranksters.

"Remind me again why we can't just lock them in a broom closet?" Harry asked his partner in crime, Ginny Weasley.

"Because, Harry, it's been done, besides it is too simple; I think we can do better than that." She explained, for what seemed like the hundredth time, to her best friend, who was currently resting his head on a stack of books in the school library.

"What if we tried a sticking charm?"

"Nope," she shook her head.

"Oh! Oh! I know!" He practically jumped out of his seat. "What if we – no wait we need walkie talkies for that." He frowned.

"Walkie what?" Ginny asked, confused.

"These things Muggles use- one person has one and talks into it and the person with the other walkie talkie can hear them." One look at Ginny's face told him she had little to no clue what he was talking about. "Never mind, they wouldn't work here anyway. They run on batteries, and wouldn't work around magic."

"That does give me an idea though, maybe there's a spell that would record whatever Ron says, and we could get Hermione to listen to it. You just have to get him to say something all lovey- dovey about Hermione."

Harry snorted, "that wouldn't be hard, the other day he tried to talk to me about how nice her skin looked. I swear I will never go to the library with the two of them again," he shuddered.

Ginny stared at him in shock, "what did they do?"

"Absolutely nothing! Ron stared at her the whole time and Hermione pretended to read, but she was really sneaking glances at him when she thought no one was watching. It was so- I don't know, annoying, embarrassing, scary."

"Scary?" she giggled, "how's that scary?"

"Hermione stayed behind to check out some books, and Ron and I headed back to the tower; then he went into this whole monologue about how adorable she is when she's trying to read and can't concentrate. I told him I had to use the loo so I could get away from him, but he followed me, and wouldn't stop talking!" Harry shuddered at the memory.

Ginny laughed. Harry loved it when she laughed about something he said; of course he just loved her laugh.

"We should have plenty of blackmail material on Ron then. Okay a recording spell shouldn't be too hard to find," she handed him a book from their stack. "You look in this book and I'll look in here" she pointed to a book entitled Aberforth Woolenbee's Ultimate Guide to Useful Spells and Creative Ways to Use Them.

Harry laughed, "where'd you manage to find that book?"

"Gred and Forge swear by it," she shrugged.

Harry nodded, and went back to flipping quietly through the book Ginny had given him to read. It was really nice having Ginny as a friend now, for a while it had been awkward around Ron and Hermione because they were awkward around each other. It was so obvious that they both fancied each other, but even Hermione- the brightest witch of her age- couldn't figure it out.

At first Harry had been very cautious around Ginny, he wasn't completely comfortable around her. If he was being completely honest with himself he knew it was because of his secret feelings for her, not that he would ever admit it. It hadn't taken long though, and before he knew it he was a best friends with the redheaded witch, and was plotting ways to get his two other best friends to admit their feelings.

"Harry! Look at this!" exclaimed Ginny after about ten minutes of research. "It says it's intended for children who don't get along: parents use the spell when children row. When a child says something mean about their sibling they get stuck to the other person until they can get along, or until the caster of the spell unbinds them! We'd have to change a few things of course, but that wouldn't be too difficult; intent is all that matters."

"Told you we should use a sticking charm," Harry said smugly. "So, for example, we could make it so that if they say something nice about each other they would be stuck to one another."

"Exactly, or even if they just thought about one another," a devious smile spread across Ginny's face.

"Oh you're evil Gin!"

She nodded enthusiastically. "Uh- huh and just think: if it weren't for me you would have locked them in a broom closet! Where's the fun in that?"

The green eyed wizard shook his head. "There is none at all." His eyes widened as he thought of the perfect thing to reverse the spell; he leaned over and whispered his part of the plan into her ear.

"Oh, that's great! And you said I was evil! They're going to hate us!" Ginny squealed in excitement.

He laughed at the genius of their plot. He glanced out the window, it was nearly dark. "Hey, it's probably close to curfew, we should get the book and leave."

"No, I'll just write the spell down." She said as she hastily wrote the spell down on a spare scrap of parchment.

The duo walked back to the common room discussing their plans for the prank. Harry was supposed to walk with Ron and Hermione down to breakfast while Ginny followed, nothing would really be any different than normal anyway because Ginny didn't usually walk with them to breakfast anyway. When the two were distracted she would cast the spell, the rest of the day the pranksters would sit back, and watch their joke unfold. But little did they know, a certain red head had been in the library that night looking for his bushy-haired friend, and had heard the plan; he would do anything he could to stop it. He walked over to the table where his friend and sister had been working. He laughed when he saw the spell the book was open to. They'd never know what hit them!