"Potter I need your help." It was the next morning at breakfast and as soon as Pax had come up from the dungeons he had gone over to the Gryffindor table to ask for the assistance of the trio he had met on the train. He had a plan, and he needed help to carry it out. Normally he wouldn't be seen dead with those kind of people, but this was an exceptional occasion.

"With what exactly?" demanded Ron before Harry had a chance to say anything, "And why, may I ask, would we help you?"

"One, with making my dads life hell, and two, because you also hate him and wouldn't miss a chance like this for the world. That answer your questions?"

There was a pause, then, "I think I've changed my mind about you mate!" said Ron, now grinning, "I cant deny the greasy git deserves it!"

Harry also smiled; this was going to be fun.

"What are your names?" asked Pax, sitting down on the bench next to Ron, "I know your name," he said to Harry, "But not you two's"

"I'm Ron Weasley, and this is Hermione Granger." Said Ron.

"Hi." Pax said to Hermione who nodded.

"Now about the making life hell thing…" said Ron, grinning evilly.

"Oh yeah, I have a plan, but I need some help in setting it up."

"Well I suppose you've already completed part of it," commented Hermione.

"Hmm?"

"Well being friends with us must really tick him off mustn't it?"

"Oh yeah!" said Pax, "Nice one."

Hermione smiled.

"Now quick, we need to set it up before potions, its quite simple, but it is going to be hilarious!" and they all hurried out of the great hall and down to the dungeon.

Everyone was sitting quietly in the dungeon classroom when Severus arrived; he swept down the corridor and into the room.

Suddenly there was a wet thud and everything went dark.

He then realised that something had fallen on his head; he pulled it off and saw that it was a bucket that had held some sort of foul-smelling liquid, which he was now covered in.

"Someone is gonna die for this…"

The entire class-including the Slytherins- was in fits, desperately trying not to burst out laughing, but they couldn't hold it for long and the class broke out into hysteria.

Severus was getting madder by the second, his fists were clenched, his left eye was twitching and he looked like he was about to explode in anger.

In the midst of the laughter, Pax spoke up, clearly so everyone could hear him.

"Oh dear, what a pity," he said, "Still, at least now you have a rock solid reason to was your hair, Dad!" but then he wondered whether it would have been better just to keep quiet.

"Class dismissed." Severus said slowly through gritted teeth, and Pax knew that from the look on his face that that meant everyone else but him.

They all quickly got their stuff and ran out of the classroom, not wanting to witness what Severus was likely to do to Pax.

Later on in the library, Harry, Ron and Hermione were surprised to see Pax still in one piece when he entered and sat down next to them.

"What happened?" asked Harry; putting down the book he was studying from.

"WHAT?" yelled Pax, "SORRY, YOU'LL HAVE TO SPEAK UP A BIT, I THINK I MIGHT HAVE GONE A BIT DEAF IN THERE!"

"SERIOUSLY?" Ron yelled back, receiving glares from the people around them.

"Naw, I'm just kiddin', " said Pax at normal volume, "But I could have, the way he shouts!"

"Well I think the plan worked quite well." Commented Hermione, smiling slightly, "It was very funny." And she started to giggle.

"Yeah it was." Agreed Ron starting to laugh, "Did you see his face when the bucket fell on his head? That was classic!"

And with that they all burst into fits of laughter, and they were laughing so hard that when the librarian came to tell them to get out they could barely move.

By the next potions lesson, Pax already had another plan, even simpler but very effective.

As soon as he had made half of his potion, he raised his hand, but his father ignored him and walked straight past him to the person in front of him.

But Pax kept his hand in the air for the next ten minutes, the eventually he lowered his had and grabbed the nearest bottle of ingredients.

"Fine then," he said loudly, "I'll do it myself if you wont help me!" and he grabbed another bottle and raised them over his cauldron.

"No! Don't do that!" yelled Severus, but it was too late, Pax had thrown the whole lot in.

The class ducked under their desks as the cauldron exploded, but Pax and Severus weren't so lucky. And once again Severus, and now Pax were covered in a foul-smelling, green substance that was supposed to be Pax's potion.

This time the class needed no prompting to scarper, they grabbed everything they could and ran out of the dungeon as fast as they could.

Pax looked up at his father, man, did that dude have a short temper.