Hello my darling readers! Here's the next chapter for you! Sorry it took so long, and also, this is more of a filler chapter, than an actual chapter, but it's a chapter none the less!

So, I hope you all enjoy it!

Also, before I forget, I've also posted this story on my AO3 account, under the same name, so I hope a few of you who have problems with sometimes will be able to go and use it!

It doesn't have all of the chapters yet, but over the next couple of weeks, this story will be finished and I can start Book 2, if you all want Book 2 of course, along with finishing the fanfic over on AO3.

Also, a lot of people have been asking, 'Is this going to be Fred/Harry/George in the future?' And I can honestly say right now, that I do not know... I do have plans on pairing Harry up with one(Or both) of the twins later on, more towards the 4th book, rather than the first three.

So, until we get to that point, I hope you all can just enjoy what's been written!

Until later!

~Snow.

I do not own Harry Potter, and I am not in this to make money but to make people happy.

Two weeks passed without incident, and Harry and the twins were as close as ever, and as Monday morning dawned bright as early, Harry slipped out of bed for his morning ritual of taking a shower before anyone else, before settling himself down in one of the comfortable chairs by the fire in the Common Room to do his homework until the twins came down and they would go to breakfast.

But not today.

Grinning, Harry made his way out of the Common Room, his bag over his shoulder as he made his way down the halls until he walked into an empty classroom that no one had used in years, and hurried over to where a cauldron stood.

Pouring a few ingredients into the cauldron, Harry stirred the potion, smirking to himself.

Over the last few weeks, Fred and George had included Harry in their pranks, and they hadn't gotten caught yet, but today. Today he was going to do his first prank at Hogwarts that he would do by himself, and he had the perfect plan.

Bottling the potion after it was done; Harry quickly cleaned the cauldron out and placed it back into the storage room in the class room.

Harry smirked to himself as he made his way quickly, but quietly, down the hallways and towards the Entrance Hall, running into a few students who waved at him as he walked. Ignoring the taunts from a few Slytherins, Harry made his way into the Entrance Hall, pleased to see that neither Fred or George were there yet, and looked around before sneaking down another hallway nearby, taking the stairs in the hallway down and passed the Hufflepuff's common room and he turned into another hallway.

Grinning widely, Harry made his way over to a portrait of a bowl of fruit and tickled the pear, which giggled and Harry stepped aside and the portrait swung open to reveal the Hogwart's Kitchens.

Harry smiled as he was greeted by several small creatures with rather large eyes, all wearing a simple uniform, and long ears and fingers.

"Excuse me, Twinkle?" Harry called out to a female House Elf and who was in charge of the Kitchens.

"Yes Master Harry? What can Twinkle do for you?" The elf squeaked excitedly, her large brown eyes looking up at him as a large smile threatened to spilt the elf's face in half.

"Could you possibly put these into the food for breakfast? It's nothing harmful, just a hair color changing potion. I've got one for each house and one for the staff table, I thought it would be pretty funny." Harry said, pulling five vials out of his pocket.

Twinkle nodded happily, letting out a quiet, cheerful squeak as she took the vials.

"I've labeled the vials for which table." Harry told the House Elf, who nodded.

"Twinkle will do it Sir!" The elf said cheerfully.

"Thank you, Twinkle." Harry smiled at the House Elf. "While I'm here… Is there any chance I can get breakfast? I'd rather have my own prank played on me, you know."

Twinkle nodded and disappeared into the mass of House Elves as several came over with plates of different foods for Harry to eat.

A half-hour later, and a stomach fuller, Harry made his way up the passages and into the Great Hall, taking his place between the half-asleep Fred, and the almost-asleep George.

"Morning." Harry greeted them, pulling an essay out of his bag to work on while Fred grunted his reply and George nodded only slightly while Lee Jordan made his way over to the two third-years and the first-year.

"Good morning Harry, Fred, George." Lee greeted, taking a spot across from the three.

"Good morning Lee." Harry looked up from his essay as food started to appear on plates all around the hall. Turning his attention back to his essay, Harry grin from behind the long parchment as the students and teacher's hair started to change color as they ate.

Barely stifling giggles Harry glanced up again as several people started to cry out in shock.

The Slytherins and Gryffindors the most.

Quite a few people started laughing.

The Ravenclaws were a mess of black and yellow hair, while the Hufflepuffs had bronze and blue. The Slytherins had red and gold, and the Gryffindors, Hermione, Neville, Ron, Seamus, Dean, Lee, Fred and George included, all were a mess of silver and dark green.

The Teacher's hair were several different colors. Professor Sprout was admiring her earthy brown while Professor Snape looked murderous about his bright purple hair.

Dumbledore's eyes were twinkling as he conjured up a hand-mirror to inspect his own baby-blue hair and beard.

After the cries of shock, and some outrage, Professor Dumbledore stood up, smiling. "I imagine, that you're all shocked about this color change… I can only assume that it was a hair color changing potion that has pranked us all. And, if I am correct, it'll wear off in a few hours."

Cries of relief were heard from every table.

"And I must say, that this is a rather amusing prank, and very well done so… Ten points will be awarded to whichever house has done this." Dumbledore smiled as several people, Harry included, jumped up and abandoned their breakfasts to rush out to the Entrance Hall to look at the House Hourglasses that held the jewels that counted points for each house.

"It was Gryffindor!" A seventh year from Hufflepuff cried out, pushing up her glasses as she yelled over the noise. "Gryffindor did it!"

"Of course." A few of the Slytherins sneered, their eyes looking over at the Weasley twins, while Fred and George looked dumbstruck.

"It wasn't us!" Fred gaped.

"We didn't have anything to do with this…" George echoed.

"But whoever did this-"

"Is absolutely brilliant!" They cried together, looking around the group of Gryffindors, all looking puzzled, while Harry had vanished behind his essay again, re-reading it, having finished it moments before Dumbledore announced the ten points.

The whole of the school wouldn't stop talking about it over the next few days, several trying to figure who had done it.

Fred and George were searching high and low for the culprit, wanting to 'recruit' him, as they told Harry, that first night. Harry merely smirked from behind his homework, if only they knew that the person they were looking for was sitting next to them.

Harry continued to enjoy the amusement of seeing Fred and George run around for a few days more before he pulled them aside during a break and told them that it was he who did it.

"You're joking." Fred smacked his forehead, looking over at his twin whose jaw had dropped.

"How didn't we notice… You come up with pranks that nearly top ours-" George moaned.

"-Little Harrikins." The twins sniffed.

"We are so proud of you!" They cried together, throwing their arms onto the eleven year-old.

"You know Gred, this ought to be the right prank, for us to show him that." George looked over at Fred, who nodded.

"I agree, Forge."

"What are you two talking about?" Harry asked curiously, as Fred fished a battered, old looking piece of parchment.

"This Harry, is the reason of our success-" Fred started.

"-You see, when we were young and innocent in our first year here-" George continued, ignoring Harry's snort of disbelief.

"-We got caught dropping dungbombs by Filtch-"

"-And we were hauled off to his office with the usual threats of-"

"-Being hung in the dungeons from our toes-"

"-Disembowelment-"

"-Etcetera."

"We saw a drawer marked extremely dangerous. And I set off another dungbomb while Gred fished his hand in and-"

"-I pulled out this!"

"Just, what is this?" Harry asked, taking the parchment from Fred, who pulled his wand out of his pocket and tapped the parchment, saying.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

And before Harry's eyes, ink started to spread across the parchment, and he read.

'Messer's Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, are proud to present, the Marauder's Map.'

"The Marauder's map?" Harry asked, opening the parchment, George talking from his right.

"It has every secret entrance in and out of Hogwarts on here, along with secret passageways and it shows where everyone is-"

"-Every moment-"

"-Of every day. See?" George pointed at the three dots that stood in the classroom named 'Fred Weasley, George Weasley, and Harry Potter.'

"That so…" Harry's voice trailed off as he tried to think of any words that could express his awe.

"Awesome?"

"Great?"

"Wonderful?" The twins questioned, grinning down at Harry, who nodded.

"We're sharing this with you, so take good care of it, alright Harry?" Fred asked.

Harry's head snapped up and he stared at the twins in shock before nodding again, his emerald green eyes wide.

"To wipe it, by the way, just tap it with your wand and say 'Mischief Managed.' And the map with clear itself." George told him, tapping the map as he did so, the map clearing as he had told Harry it would.

"Otherwise anyone could read it." The twins said at the same time.

Harry opened and closed his mouth, trying to find words to express just how he felt at being shared this secret, when he doubted that Lee Jordan knew about it.

The twins merely smiled down at him, seeming to know just what he wanted to say as they ruffled his already messy hair.

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~Snow.