Snape inspected the closet down to every last brick in the wall. Every step he took made George and Padma uneasy with worry that he might find something trivial and pointless to deduct points on. However, it was quite obvious that Snape was pleased with their work, though he did not show it. It was sort of like when he examined Hermione's work in class; he did not so much as nod with approval but everyone knew she passed.

Padma was quite amused when Snape gave his post-inspection review.

"Well, the both of you did passably. Not horrid, but a smidgen to decent I suppose." Snape said apathetically.

Inside, Padma was smiling. Snape must've really been pleased with the job if he had to lie through his teeth like that.

"Although, I do not appreciate the fingerprint smudges on my potion bottles."

George rolled his eyes, which, much to Padma's relief, Snape ignored. She supposed he had to have something to gripe about.

"And I am also quite glad that when I entered this room you two were not scandalously positioned."

Padma felt her face getting hot but George merely scowled at Snape. Snape raised his eyebrow and continued,

"Furthermore, it will be a great relief to myself to not have to deal with both of you in detention any longer."

Padma and George weren't the least bit annoyed with that remark, since they too, were greatly relieved as well. Having to put up with the grueling detention periods would definitely not be missed.

"That is all I suppose, but I trust you two will not get yourselves into trouble like this again...well, I trust Patil at least."

George grimaced very unpleasantly at Snape, who apparently couldn't deal with his disgruntled attitude any longer.

"If you keep contorting your face into foul expressions like that Mr. Weasley," murmured Snape in an intimidating tone, "it might just get stuck that way."

Flaring his black robes behind him, Snape exited the closet, leaving an air of dark arrogance. Once he was sure he was gone, George proceeded to do fairly good imitation of the Professor.

"It might just get stuck that way," mocked George, "who the bloody hell does he think he is?"

Padma smiled, "Well, he is a teacher..."

"So what? You know, someday I might just smack him..." said George, emphasizing his words with a fist up in the air.

"Calm down now," said Padma, "he's gone, and hopefully we won't have to do anything like this for him ever again."

"Yeah..." agreed George, anger still pulsating through him, "hopefully. Just wish the bloke would show some appreciation for our hard work."

"It was sort of our fault in the first place, George."

"Oh yeah..." said George a little sheepishly, "but still!"

Padma laughed, "Come on now. It's Saturday! I'm sure we don't want to be staying in this stuffy potions closet all day long."

George's chagrined face turned into a more cheerful one as he heard those words. He nodded in happy agreement as both of them left the closet, Jimmy in Padma's arms As they walked side by side in the hallway, George put a hand on Padma's shoulder. She gave him a surprised look.

"And you were wrong." he said.

"What do you mean?" she asked curiously.

"It wasn't our fault," he replied, "it was my fault."

She looked at him embarrassedly, "Oh George, you don't need to—"

"I dragged you into this. I'm sorry."

"You already apologized, George."

"Yeah I know," he said, "but I'm doing it better this time."

"Oh well then maybe I should—"

"No, I already know you can't help acting like a raving lunatic sometimes."

"Hey!" huffed Padma, Jimmy snarled at the sound of her raised voice, he was trying to get some sleep after all. George grinned. Padma punched him in the arm.

"Ow! What is wrong with you woman?"

"What's wrong with you?!"

"Various things..."

"Oh, I'm sure."

"...but not nearly as many as you!"

"Ugh, you are so annoying!"

George chuckled as her face got redder. He never did get tired of teasing her. He supposed it had been unwise to crack a joke at her when they were getting along so great, but he really couldn't help it. Besides, the look on Padma's face was absolutely priceless every time.

"Same to you love, same to you."

Padma yelled, "I should put Jimmy on you!"

"After going through your rage, he'd be a breeze!"

"ARGH!"

Their little one-sided argument echoed through the halls as they both walked together through Hogwarts, side-by-side.