First off, a big thank you to all who kept my old story on your alerts. I know it was well over a year since I worked on this but I've finally got around to doing it. (Crosses fingers)

Second, I don't know about a solid update schedule. I'm typing this up as I go along, which means I'm feeling my way toward the finish line. Any pranks, within reason, as Fred and George are first-years, are welcome. Stuff available to up to third-year, pushing fourth would be acceptable. They are geniuses, but not that advanced. I have a few classics lined up for this chapter (ergo, clichés) as well as, I hope, some brand new ones in future chapters.

Lastly, as far as sequels go, this one might have one sequel that would take place in Fred and George's second year. I emphasize might because I want to see how this one is received. If there are only a few reviews, then no sequel. If I get a lot, the chances that it will happen go up. That part's up to y'all.

Now that all that's out of the way, allons-y! (Hee, hee, I rhymed.)

Disclaimer: My chances of owning Harry Potter are even worse than y'all's. Get the picture?

Edit 9-6-08: Continuity errors fixed.

Prank #1

Snape walked into Potions class on Friday with a feeling of foreboding and he couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was because the class was first-year Gryffindors and Slytherins. He set them to work on a potion to remove warts and swept around the room, glaring at Gryffindors and awarding points to the Slytherins. He stopped at the cauldron with the Weasley twins. Both of them were shivering, trying to get close to the fire. The potion, which by now was supposed to be a smooth creamy white, was instead a chunky orange. Still, it was better than a few others. Lee Jordan's had turned into black tar. Of course, that still didn't stop Snape from taking off five points from the twins. Each.

It was with a light heart that he said down at the Head Table to eat his lunch. If he had been paying attention to the Weasley twins instead, he would've noticed two very evil grins on their faces. As it was, he did not, and ate his meal quickly and left for his next class.

However, he had only made it halfway to the doors before the lights went out in the Great Hall. He tried to light up his wand, but to no avail. A minute later, the lights came back on.

For a second, there was silence. Then somebody started laughing. Snape looked around, confused. That is, until he conjured a mirror.

His hair was bright pink. Phosphorescent pink. And on top of that, his robes had turned pink as well. He looked like that sixth-year Metamorphmagus in Hufflepuff, who hair had promptly turned the same color in glee.

To everyone's surprise, even Dumbledore's, a message suddenly sparkled into existence above the Head Table.

To Snivellus Snape,

Here's hoping that this prank makes you wash your hair. It did once before, after all!

Sincerely,

The Ghosts of the Marauders

Snape's eyes widened.

No, it couldn't be. Potter and Pettigrew are dead and Black's in prison. And Lupin wouldn't dare!

He gathered his remaining dignity and stormed out of the Great Hall.

At the Gryffindor table, Fred and George high-fived.

"Prank one complete," they said in unison.

Prank #2

For the next month, Snape acted like Moody when it came to his food and drink. He checked everything for prank potions and, by the end of the week, began to relax somewhat when he didn't detect anything.

Of course, that relaxation would be his undoing. As he walked to the Great Hall, he felt a cold breeze on his back. He turned around, but didn't see anything. He shrugged and kept walking.

In a corner, hidden behind a statue, two redheads sniggered.

As Snape walked toward the Great Hall, he heard music. It sounded…familiar, intimidating. And it wasn't until he stepped foot in the Hall that he realized what the song was.

Star Wars.

The Darth Vader theme.

He groaned and waved his wand over himself in an attempt to cancel out the song. It worked.

For about three seconds.

"BATMAN! BATMAN!"

There was a rush on Calming Droughts that day.

So it was that Snape learned to watch both his front and his back. But he forgot to mind his head.

Prank #3

At the beginning of October, he was walking to a Potions class when Peeves swooped overhead.

"I wouldn't go that way if I were you, Professor Snape sir!" teased the poltergeist.

Snape raised a black eyebrow. "And why not, Peeves?"

Peeves cackled. "Won't say nothing if you don't know!" And he disappeared through a wall.

Snape sighed. It looked like he was going to find out the hard way.

But he met nothing and no one on his way down to the dungeons. He shrugged and began the class despite the nagging feeling something was wrong.

About halfway through, one of the Ravenclaw girls raised her hand.

"Yes, Ms. May?"

The girl gulped. "Sir, did you know you had a bucket above your head?"

Snape froze, then chanced a glance upward.

No sooner had he looked up then said bucket upturned its contents on him. He was soaked head to toe in ice-cold lake water, as evidenced by the water plants also poured on him.

"C-class dism-missed," he said through chattering teeth. As the last of the Ravenclaws slipped out, he added. "And f-five points f-from R-ravenc-claw!"

Prank #4

Only one week into October and the weather had turned cold. Snape was wary more than ever. He had a few suspects lined up, but so far, no pranks had been pulled for him to discover his assailants and he hoped that none would be pulled.

Oh, how wrong he was.

He was drinking his pumpkin juice at lunch when he turned to McGonagall to talk about what might happen for the upcoming Halloween feast. But that wasn't what came out.

"Minerva, will you marry me?"

To say McGonagall was surprised was an understatement. Wide-eyed, he tried again. But, alas, that wasn't meant to be.

"I've always been fond of you."

He snapped his mouth shut and shook his head. His face turned red and without further ado, he swept out of the hall, his normally pale face flushed.

Dumbledore took control of the laughing students, though his eyes were twinkling. "Someone appears to have bewitched our Potions Master into a marriage proposal. I would advise that the guilty party remove the curse before he says something he would regret."

"I think he's past that mark, Albus," muttered McGonagall, who had sunk low into her chair and was rubbing her forehead in exasperation.

But at the Gryffindor table, Fred and George simply smirked.

Prank #5

As October slowly crawled on, Snape found himself looking around every corner, checking every drink and all around behaving like Mad-Eye Moody on a bad day.

Yet, he was unable to prepare himself for what happened next.

He had kept an eye on his person all day long. No one had turned a wand on him and he had felt no breezes.

So it was with a satisfied air that he sat down in his seat in the Great Hall.

But it was not with a satisfied air that his chair suddenly emitted a loud, rude sound not unlike Peeves blowing a raspberry. Everyone in the hall suddenly looked at him and Snape felt his pale face flush from embarrassment.

Gingerly he stood and inspected his seat. Perfectly normal. He even poked it with his wand, but it remained stubbornly normal.

He shrugged and sat down. This time, the chair emitted three of the sharp, deep rude sounds. That did it.

Snape fled from the Hall to much laughter.

That night, in Gryffindor Tower, two red-headed boys who looked exactly alike grinned like little devils and consulted the Marauder's Map about what to do next. Its creators gladly gave advice and before too long, the next prank was ready to roll.

In his room, Professor Severus Snape rocked in his bed like a child, fearing the worst was yet to come.

And he was right.

So, that's the first five pranks. Four more chapters and then this story'll be done. Hopefully, I have this done before I head back to school, along with my other two. That's in mid-August for me.

To my few reviewers, thanks for the ideas. More wanted!:

RebeccaRoy, ballerinadoll9, and rikkurox.

So, y'all want this updated faster? Send me ideas! Cliché, brand-new, doesn't matter. A couple of Halloween and Christmas ones wouldn't be amiss as that will be the next chapter.

And for now, I say good-bye. Until, then, read, review, and prank!