Wow, I'm not even sure this will work because my computer is being asshole-ic and I haven't been able to update anything for like ever. Anyway…

I hope I still have my reviews and I AM SOOOO SOOO VERY SORRY I have updated in monthes. My comp. was screwed then I had finals and loads of other shit. Very sorry.

Still needing pranks. Thank you!

Frankie

Last Chapter…

Written as a note from Hermione toDraco)

Last time Harry was really angry, he inflated his aunt and she nearly floated away. LOL. When Harry fumes, you know revenge is in the works!

Excellent! I wonder what he has in mind…

"Oy, Claws!" Draco whispered. "Watcha planning?"

"Hmmm…Revenge!" Harry muttered and pulled his wand out of his bag. Under the table he aimed and whispered, "Rictasempra!"

"The ingredients are…hehe hehe…on the…Ha-Ha…board…HAHAHAHA! POTTER! Hehehe…take this jinx off…hehe hehe…NOW!" Professor Muttly yelled between fits of giggles.

"Why, sir, I have no idea what you are talking about!" Harry said in his most innocent voice.

Draco sniggered and said, also in an innocent voice, "Professor Muttly, sir, May I ask what is so funny?"

"Detention! Both of you! HAHAHAHA! Class dismissed!"

Chapter 20. 5 – Revenge, Assignments, and Sophistication

"A tickling charm, Potter? I ask you. Couldn't you have done better?" Draco drawled as they made their way to the Great hall.

"Ah, good, it worked." Was Harry's only reply.

"What worked?" Hermione interjected.

Harry smirked evilly and Hermione and Ron both cringed. The last time they saw that expression, Harry had been in detention for a month and Snape had to be given a calming draft after reliving his worst memory, over and over again for twenty-four hours. It would have been quite funny, if not for the whole Snape-nearly-going-mad-and-trying-to-attack-Harry-because-he-thought-Harry-was-James-and-trying-to-kill-him thing. (Memory in Ootp). "I…slipped something into the water he was drinking. The glass he left on his desk. Wait until you see!"

"Uh-Oh. What was it?"

"A slightly altered version of the Love Potion. I found, if you add Moonstone before the Ashwinder eggs, the drinker of potion will fall in love with the person they hate the most. Do you know who Muttly hate the most?...And no, it's not me!"

"Hmmm… Nope, no idea. Do tell!" Draco simpered in a perfect imitation of Lavender Brown.

Harry chuckled softly. "One hint, and one guess each. Okay the hint is: gave me my first detention." He quirked and eyebrow and waited. Hermione gasped immediately, but he watched Ron; he could almost see the wheels turning and the thought clicking. Ron's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"Professor McGonagall?" He breathed.

Harry cracked a sly grin and nodded. Draco was shocked. "That old bat? He's gonna—"

"What did you just say, Malfoy!" A voice inquired stiffly from behind them.

Draco swore softly under his breath. "I didn't say anything, Professor."

"I heard exactly what you—"

"Minerva!" A lovesick voice said from the top of the stairs. Professor Muttly came hurtling down. "Come to me, my love."

'What the—" McGonagall, looking horrified, turned and hurried into the Great Hall.

Harry, grinning smugly, motioned them to hurry into the Great Hall also. Once in their usual seats, Harry said just as smugly, "This should be really, really good! Mione? What that Spelling Check Charm again?"

"Why?"

"I have the feeling our wands are going to be checked again soon."

She told him. He muttered something under his breath, then repeated the Charm. The great quill appeared over the teacher table.

Love is Wonderful

Unless it's from a bottle

Love is especially wonderful

When it's from a bottle of revenge!

sMg

Someone at the Ravenclaw table shouted, "LOOK!" and pointed. Just as the hall erupted with noise, the door to the great hall flew open and Muttly ran in.

"Minerva, My love, where are you?" He looked around frantically. "There you are!"

McGonagall stood abruptly and he ran toward her. As soon as he reached the staff table, she moved. She was at one end and he at the other, until he moved around the back of it. Soon He was chasing her around and around the table. Dumbledore stood and motion to Hagrid to catch Muttly, who struggled against the restraining arm, but didn't get free. "Poppie? Hagrid? Could you please take him up to the hospital wing and find and antidote to the potion he has been given? Thank you. Minerva (she had sat back down and was panting slightly) you, I am sorry to say (Draco snorted. "I'm not," he said under his breath. Harry coughed to cover his laugh), were the victim of another Second-Generation Marauders Prank. Now, Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Malfoy will you all please come up here for a wand check."

They all stood and swept up the center isle. Dumbledore preformed Priori Incantatum on all four wands, which yielded nothing. Remus coughed. Dumbledore spoke, "Well that was as fruitless as I knew it was going to be. You four are really the best troublemakers I have ever seen. You never get caught. You have by far surpassed your name sakes and your predecessors."

"Hey! I resent that, even if it is true!" Remus said. Every student in the room (well except for the Weasleys, Harry, Draco, Hermione, and Neville. Obviously!) gasped and he winced. "I didn't mean to say that out loud."

Dumbledore glanced at Harry, who raised his eyebrows. "Hey don't look at us! If he had any Denken Serum, We had idea it was happening, sir." He turned and looked at Fred and George, who shook their heads.

Trelawney jumped to her feet. "Hah! So, it was you the last time! You're caught by your own words!"

"Sybil, please sit down. He was not caught by his own words. In fact, that is I expect why that was worded as it was. It only implies that they were involved in that prank. That is exactly what I mean. You four word things just so, so that you won't be caught up by what you say. And, Harry, I believe you took in more from those Occlumency lessons then you let on."

Harry smiled broadly, "I don't know what you're talking about, Professor."

Dumbledore shook his head and smiled ruefully, "Of Course you don't, Harry. Of course you don't."

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That evening once again found, the quartet sealed into their headquarters. Hermione was laying on her stomach on the floor finishing her homework, Ron was sitting in the beanbag trying to look like he was attempting his potions essay, Draco was sprawled across Harry's bed, and Harry was once again leaning against the bedpost.

"Well. That certainly was a gratifying revenge." Harry said grinning around. They all nodded laughing. "I think Draco has earned the right to see the Book."

Ron and Hermione sat still and watched as Harry sat down on the bed and leaned over to retreve it. Draco moved to lean over his shoulder trying to see what he was getting. It was then that the doorknob rattled. Hermione quickly undid the locks looked up just in time for Fred and George's entrance.

The two stopped and survey the scene that met their eyes: Harry kneeling on the bed leaning forward slightly with Draco kneeling behind him leaning over his shoulder, Hermione on the floor and Ron in the beanbag who apparently just looked away from the scene on the bed. George raise an eyebrow and Fred snorted, but just as Harry opened his mouth to protest, Remus walked in behind the twins. His jaw dropped.

Flushing slightly, Harry growled, "This is definitely not what it might look like."

Fred snorted again. "I guess I was wrong when I said you were going on late night visits to old ferret-boy's rooms. It's really the other way around."

Harry stood at this and Draco, starting to fall forward off the bed, grabbed his shoulders, which caused them both to fall forward. Draco landed on Harry's back. "Ow!" He muttered and rolled off. This had everyone but Hermione raising and eyebrow. "What!" Draco glared around. "I was going to fall…Which I did anyway!"

"Look," Harry said rolling over and sitting up. This action caused him to wince. "I was going to get something from under the bed, so I sat down and leaned forward to reach under."

"And I want to see th—what it was so I leaned over his shoulder to get a better look."

At this point, Hermione stood and went to see if Harry and Draco were okay. Seeing that they were healthy, she turned to the group. "They are telling the truth. They aren't gay, that I know of. And if they were do you all really think that they would…um, be gay with each other? After the reaction that idea got when it was first introduced?"

Remus and George both nodded. "That makes perfect sense."

"I don't believe them." Fred said.

"Fred, you do realize that if you think we were…" Harry cringed. "having sex just now, then that would also mean that Hermione and Ron were watching us."

Ron turned green, but Hermione on the other hand flushed. "hmmm…" Fred said looking back between the two. "Who's reaction should we trust."

"Well, dear brother, I don't believe anyone, with the exception of maybe Harry, could fake that particular shade of green." The two nodded and left the room.

The quartet looked at each other, all think the same thing. That was weird!

Remus cleared his throat. "The position did look very suggestive, Harry, especially after Fred's comments before."

Harry querked an eyebrow. "Sure, whatever. Anyway, what did you need, Moony?"

"You all really didn't put anything into my drink?"

"First off, that isn't what I said. I said I didn't put any Denken Serum in your drink." Remus looked stricken. "But no. None of us put anything in your drink. Promise. Marauder's honor!"

Remus smiled. "You look so much like James, right now. You act like him a lot too. And Draco, you are acting an awful lot like Sirius, lately." Harry, who smiled at the first comment, looked at Draco who looked back. They looked back at Remus, who laughed, and, shaking his head, left the room.