Fred and George were in the Gryffindor common room sitting on the sofa in front of the fire place. Everyone else in the house had already gone to bed, but Fred and George had a deadline. The two still didn't know much about Odette and it seemed like the only person who did was Cedric Diggory, but he wasn't that much of help when they asked him about her.

"Why can't we figure this out?" Fred moaned as he rubbed his eyes.

"Maybe we should just ask her?" George suggested optimistically.

Before Fred could respond there was a loud knock on the entrance to the common room. George reluctantly got up from his seat and went to open the door, thinking that it was Neville who had forgotten the password again. George opened the door, but no one was there.

"That's strange," George muttered and then looked down at a heart shaped box with his and his brother's names written on top. "Now that's really strange."

"What is it?" Fred asked as he came to the door, peering over his brother's shoulder to get a better look.

"I think we might have an admirer, Freddie," George answered as he read the attached note. "I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom but carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives dimly in my body."

"They're probably a Ravenclaw," Fred thought aloud as he popped a chocolate into his mouth. and walked back to the couch. "You should really try these chocolates though, they're quite good."

George popped one of the chocolates that were in his brother's hand and nodded in agreement. Soon enough the box was empty and Fred and George were left full and drowsy.

"We should really start watching what we eat," George moaned as he held onto his stomach.

"No kidding," Fred grunted as his eyelids began to grow heavy, "I think these chocolates may have had something..."

George looked over to see his brother fast asleep next to him.

"Oh great, I guess mom was right about taking candy from strangers" he exclaimed before quickly drifting off with his head resting on his brother's shoulder.

A few hours later there was a quiet creak as the door to the common room opened once again. Odette crept peeked opened the door wider, making sure no one was in the common room and then walked in cautiously. If she wasn't able to do this without getting caught, she would get in serious trouble, and it's just her luck that detentions are held at night. She walked towards the dimming fire to see the two twins asleep on each other with an empty box of chocolates.

"Well isn't this precious," Odette chuckled, tossing the empty box into the fire, not wanting to leave any evidence. Still in her robes from the two hour transfiguration class she just came from she pulled out her wand and pointed it at George. "Too bad I have to move them."

With a swish and flick of her wand a snoring George began to levitate in front of her. Odette made her way down the tower in the dark, not wanting any of the many paintings to wake up and see her carrying another student around the castle. That would be terrible because the paintings would surely tell either Dumbledore or another professor.

Odette shivered at the thought of being caught by Mad-Eye Moody. Although Odette had met him when she was younger since he was a friend of her father and mother, he seemed like he changed since she had last seen him when she was eleven. He used to be so kind to her and was even the one to give her her first broomstick: a Cleansweep Seven. But now he just seemed... off. At the beginning of the year, Odette was actually looking forward to having class with Mad-Eye but when she had her first class with him he was uncharacteristically harsh, especially with his teaching methods.

Making it to the abandoned classroom she was planning on hiding the twins in she set George on one of the tables had had transformed into a bed and pulled a blanket over his sleeping figure.

"Now off to get your brother," Odette spoke to herself.

Not wanting to raise any suspicion of going up to the Gryffindor tower, Odette walked in down the halls in the darkness. Even though Odette had to wake up the Fat Lady to get into the common room, the threat of Peeve's trashing her painting was enough to keep her silent. The poor woman was still traumatized after what had happened with Sirius Black last year. Quickly, Odette reunited Fred with his brother as quickly as possible and set him on a second bed. She then took out a bit of parchment from her bag as well as a quill and ink and wrote a note apologizing to the two.

Don't you two know not to take candy from strangers? Sorry you guys had to go through this. had a bet with my friend that I couldn't pull a prank on the two pranksters of Hogwarts. So as a way of apologizing, make sure not to drink any pumpkin juice at dinner, you'll thank me later.

Also, that "love note" you guys got is actually from a sonnet by Pablo Neruda. I am in no way a "plant that doesn't bloom," in case you were wondering.

~A Fellow Prankster

After she finished the note, she put a vanishing spell on the paper to disappear fifteen minutes after Fred and George will wake up from the sleeping tonic.

"Now I can work on homework, I guess," Odette sighed as she left the two to catch up on some much needed beauty sleep.

~~The Next Day~~

George sat up slowly and rubbed his groggy eyes. Slowly he looked around to see he wasn't in the Gryffindor Tower but what looked to be an old classroom. Then he began to wonder, how did he get here? Oh right, he was drugged. Which is never a good way to start off the day. Ever.

"Fred!" He shouted shaking his brother awake.

"Five more minutes, mom." Fred mumbled pulling the blanket over his head.

"Seriously Fred, get up." George huffed, pushing his brother off of his bed. "Do you even know what time it is?"

Fred glanced down at his muggle watch, a gift he had gotten from his father, and his eyes grew wide. "Crap! Dinner starts in ten minutes. How did that happen, last thing I remember was eating those delicious chocolates."

There was a rustling sound of paper as Odette's note flew from it's spot near the door and landed on Fred's lap. With a furrowed brow, Fred read the note. Despite the time, it was way too early for this. George glanced over his brother's shoulder and looked at the note.

"Why would they apologize," George began. "And even if they did genuinely feel bad for what they did, they gave away a bunch of information with just a hand written note.

"Like they're a girl," Fred stated as he looked at the delicate letters on the page.

"And definitely not a Gryffindor," George finished. "Maybe it's a Ravenclaw or even a Slytherin."

"Well, we can deal with this later," Fred replied shoving the paper into the pocket of his robes.

Fortunately for the two, they were so preoccupied last night that they hadn't even changed from detention with Filch, who was still mad that they tested their Ton-Tongue Toffee on Mrs. Norris. The poor cat was running around with her tongue dragging behind her for a few hours before Filch could even catch her.

The twins rushed down to dinner as fast as they could to the Great Hall, but, sadly, they weren't fast enough and everyone was silent as Dumbledore was about to speak. With red cheeks that could bring Ron to shame, the two lowered their heads and walked to their house table, with a few snickers from their classmates.

"Remember not to drink the pumpkin juice," Fred reminded in a hushed voice to George from his spot next to Dean.

"I wasn't planning on it," George whispered back.

As Dumbledore finished his brief speech on preparing Hogwarts for the other schools platters of food appeared on the tables along with the many cups of pumpkin juice. Students from all houses alike began the grimace at the bitter taste of the pumpkin juice. Then something very surprising happened.

"She didn't," George gasped quietly at the sight before him.

"She did." Fred replied with wide eyes. "I can't believe she has bested us."

All around the room students were sprouting dark, greasy hair and large noses. Deep monotone voices filled the Great hall as almost every student began freaking out from the sudden change, especially the first years.

"What the devil is going on here?" One of the many Snapes shouted in a panicked yet dry voice who was a muggle born first year.

But not everyone was worried about what had happened. A few upperclassmen, along with Ron, Harry, and those who hadn't taken the tampered drinks were laughing with tears in their eyes. Even Collin Creevey was taking pictures of the whole ordeal.

"Turn to page 394, Potter," Ron ordered in a dreary voice before breaking character into a loud hearty laugh.

"This isn't funny, you two," Hermione sniffed with folded arms and her hooked nose in the air.

"Don't be such a downer," Seamus shouted with a laugh over all of the chaos. "This is one of the best pranks the twins have pulled yet!"

"Says you," Neville muttered. "You didn't even drink any of the pumpkin juice."

"I'm allergic," Seamus quipped as he took a bite of his chicken leg.

It took a long time for the professors to gain control of the situation mostly because half of the staff turned into the Potion's Professor as well. While Dumbledore got s kick out of this elaborate prank, it was Professor Flit? wick who enjoyed it the most because he was finally tall enough to reach the table without having to sit on a stack of textbooks.

While as this was happening Snape sat in his seat in quiet anger as he watched everything happening. This was just as bad as when he was a student and the Marauders tormented him and took away his only friend at the time.

No doubt Potter was behind this, he fumed. Probably with the help of those Weasley twins, since they were late to dinner.

But one thing Snape knew for sure, was that those behind this prank will and needed to be punished.