Chapter 10

Okay guys so I know I haven't posted in months but I have had serious writers block and then suddenly it all came back to me. I'm going to try to update more often for you guys. The next one is also from uiop12092, remember send in any suggestions you have for the next chapter. Sorry this chapter is kind of short. Enjoy and Merry Christmas!

Disclaimer- As much as I hate to admit I don't own Harry Potter.

Well number 15 on the marauders list is..."

"I will not use the quidditch hoops to blow bubbles!" Said Harry before bursting out laughing.

"That's brilliant," replied George who had collapsed his a laughing fit.

"Let's do it," said Fred," I'll get the bubble mixture."

"Wait," said Harry," Slytherin have practice tomorrow we can do it then,"

"Genius!" Said Ron.

The four friends could hardly wait to do the prank, however they had to remain calm to avoid suspicion. They ate lunch in the hall and noticed Snape's absence at the table. Dumbledore had told him it was due to his unstable mental health after the uproar the other day. The boys had snickered at that comment. They went to classes, ate dinner and then bid each other farewell as they made their way up to their dormitories barely containing their excitement for the following day.

The next day the boys woke early, eager to get to the quidditch pitch and start their prank.

"Ready," Harry asked excitedly.

"Always my little friend for a bit of mischief," replied George with a wide grin spread across his face.

"And you have the mixture," asked Harry.

"Of course, it's pink bubbles too," answered Fred with a huge smile plastered on his face.

"This is going to be brilliant," said Ron.

The four boys made their way down to the quidditch pitch after collecting their brooms from the broom shed. They flew up to the posts and painted the covering with the pink bubble mixture. They had just finished when the Slytherin team came in gloating about how great they are and how bad Potter was.

"I mean seriously, Gryffindor are no threat to us in the cup. We are going to win for sure," gloated Malfoy with his friends in tow.
"Alright team, assume positions," said Marcus Flint, the team captain.

Just as the game was about to start the wind started to blow wildly and suddenly all of the pitch was covered in pink bubbles. The four Gryffindors roared with laughter.

"That was Brilliant," said Ron between breaths.

"Quick, snape is coming hide!" Cried George. The four of them hid underneath the stands.

"What is going on here?" sneered Snape. Just as he was about to scold some more a huge pink bubble popped in his face.

"I forgot to mention but the bubble have dye in it. Oops," said Fred laughing at the results.
The whole Slytherin team and Snape had turned pink! The boys roared with laughter.

Draco caught sight of the boys laughing and shouted,"Professor it's them, their over there!"

Professor Snape started to storm towards them. The boys ran towards the black lake until they were out of sight.

"That was Amazing," said George panting.

"What's next Harry?" Asked Fred.

"Well number 16 is..."

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