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Chapter ten

Time flew and soon it was Hermione's birthday. September 19th arrived bright and sunny. Hermione didn't suspect anything was happening. And that was exactly what Harry wanted as he had a little surprise planned for her. But first, he had a couple of redheads that he had to talk to. He couldn't help but smile at what he had in mind.

"Boys, today is the day of the anniversary of the last time that Snivellus Snape washed his hair. Or rather had his hair washed for him." He sat down between the Wesley twins and put his arms around their shoulders. Ron was across them. "Twenty years ago today my father and his friends had the most brilliant idea to wash Snape's hair. Today we are going to attempt to recreate that day."

"And why would..." said one twin.

"...We do that?" continued the other twin.

Harry let out a long suffering sigh. "I thought you guys were great pranksters. My father was labeled to be one of the best. I guess that you really aren't on the best pranksters list. Pity really that you aren't willing to see if Snape's hair is really brown. I guess I can find two other volunteers." Harry stood up but was instantly pulled back down. "Changes your minds?"

"Alright we'll do it." Fred looked into Harry's eyes.

"But we don't want to get caught doing this." George turned him and did the same thing.

"The plan is set to take place an hour before dinner. Good thing it's the weekend because I have a lot to do today. Remember that after we wash Snape's hair we are going up to the Seventh floor. I'm going to pick up Hermione from the library and bring her there. She has no idea I'm throwing her a party. I want it to stay that way." Harry gave Ron a pointed look.

"Why did you look at me like that?" Ron demanded a little too heatedly. Harry was too used to Ron's temper to be bothered by it and ignored him.

He left the table and went down to the kitchens to see if he could get the House Elves make Hermione a birthday cake. This was actually a common request so Harry had no trouble to get the cake. He just had to convince them not to make it too big.

He then went to the Room of Requirement. He didn't use that room the year before and now had no idea why he didn't. The RoR had everything that he ever could want, including the perfect place to have a party.

He was a bit hesitant to show this room to the twins but couldn't just ditch them after the prank. He was excited about the prank but he was taking every precaution that he could so that it couldn't be traced back to him, Ron, and the twins. The cloak was a must. He just wished he had the Marauders' Map. However, he would have to explain some things that couldn't be explained yet.

The dungeon was cool and creepy as ever when they crept down the hall. Snape was in his classroom. All of the class potions were along the walls and out of the way. And Snape was perfectly positioned behind is desk brewing a potion which was a hideous orange. He had no idea that he was in for the second unwanted shower in twenty years. They managed to keep their laughter silent until the bath was over. Ron didn't even snort when they saw that Snape's hair was indeed brown. It was a dark brown but it also was no where near the black that everyone was used to seeing. They ran out of the dungeon and didn't laugh until they reached the first floor.

While they were laughing, Snape was in Dumbledore's office ranting about Harry Potter. His hair was hidden under a hat. He didn't even wear a hat when it burned of in that Bundimun accident the year prior.

"It was Potter I know it was. It was him and his little sidekick, Weasley, maybe more than one of them. They should be severely punished for what they did." He continued to rank even as Dumbledore tried to calm him down. But half of was him talking to himself.

"What can I do about it? You have no way to prove that it was Harry. He is somehow proficient in Occlumency. So you won't be able to get it out of his mind. He's friends are likely learning as well. Harry Potter has many secrets and right now is not the time to try to reveal them or to worry about childish gimmicks."

Dumbledore really couldn't do anything because Snape had no proof. All he did was, say that he would look into it (not that he really would).

It was nearing the time of Hermione's birthday party. He told Neville, Luna, the Weasleys (except Percy who was to busy 'studying') to go to the seventh floor. He gave Ron the present he got Hermione to keep Hermione from getting suspicious.

It was hard to get Hermione out of the library. She was obsessed with reading her Lockhart books and wanted a quite place to read them. It was as though she forgot that it was her birthday.

"Come on 'Mi. Let's go have some fun. You don't turn thirteen everyday. You can put down your books for a few hours just to be with your friends." Harry was purposely talking a little too loudly.

"Harry, just let me finish... what do you mean 'you don't turn thirteen everyday'? I can't believe I almost forgot my birthday."

"You didn't almost forget your birthday. You did forget. That's why you keep me around. That and because I'm cute." Harry had a smug smile on his face.

Hermione let out a sigh and packed up her books so that she could follow Harry. She gave up trying to make Harry stop calling her 'Mi. The boy truly was impossible. But he was right he was kinda cute. Not that she would ever tell him that. She wasn't about to let him know that he knew how to pull the right chains to drive her insane.

Hermione (for the first time Harry could remember) was happy that she left the library. She loved opening her presents that her friends gave her. When she was younger, she didn't have any close friends, so this was a new experience for her. She could have lived without the 'study tools' the twins gave her. Those things were going to bottom of her trunk as soon as possible and weren't coming out until she went home.

Her favorite gift was the red and gold journal from Harry. He put some spells on it so that only she (and Harry though she didn't know that) could open it. It had so many sections in it that she took hours looking though it after the party. She loved the fact that Harry wrote every spell that he put on the journal on the front page.

While they all were eating cake, Luna pulled Harry to one of the corners. She had a worried though as always dreamy look in her eyes. She made sure that no one could hear them.

"Harry, I think that there's something wrong with Ginerva. She's been so distant lately. We were friends but now she spends all her time writing in her diary." Even her voice was less dreamy than usual.

"I noticed it too. I can't help her yet. But I promise that everything will be alright. I just don't know how or when." Harry was glad that someone noticed that something was wrong.

Then in Luna fashion, she changed the subject.

"How's your father? Daddy was hoping to get an interview with him. She was talking in her wispy voice again.

"He's fine but I don't think he'll do an interview... wait, he's not my father. He's just my godfather. I don't think he adopted me or anything. He just has guardianship of me. I'm grateful for just that. It got me away from the Dursleys and they were horrible." Harry was confused at her choice of words and his rambling proved it.

"But you think of him as your father and I think he sees you as his son. I'd be surprised if he didn't. If I were you, I would want him to know. He would want to know how you feel about him." Luna turned away and went to talk to Hermione. That girl would never stop amazing him. At least she acted halfway normal. He smiled and went over to Ron and the twins who were still talking about Snape's hair in low tones so Hermione couldn't hear them. Harry then told them about some of the Marauders more difficult pranks.

A/N I know that it's short but I had a brain freeze for this chapter. I wanted a scene with Harry and Luna and Hermione birthday party seemed like the perfect place.

Sorry that this took so long. Thanks to all my faithful and patient reviewers.