(A white haze lingers over Tobias and Wulfric)
Tobias : WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT!
Wulfric : Shut up. I am in no mood for you.
Tobias : And why is that?
Wulfric : I need to sharpen some pitchforks, leave me alone for now.
(Sharpening of pitchforks can be heard.)
Tobias : Fine, I'll give the disclaimer. This is Wulfric's story yes, but pretty much everything you recongize belongs to JK.
While his guardian and Snape had their conversation, Harry took to relaxing in an empty classroom not too far from McGonagall's office. Harry was betting that he'd receive and earful from Albus when he finally saw the man, but he wanted to throughly earn it, and that would require planning. He began to draw up a diagram of the potions classroom and map out just how he was going to set this plan into motion.
During the summer, Harry had found a book hidden away in a dusty corner of the library titled " The Marauders' Guide to Pranking " , chuckling he knew exactly why this was there; for the next generation to prank teachers, and greasy gits. Contained in this handwritten book was details on every prank they had played, plus ideas for ones they didn't get a chance to carry out.
Harry quickly found what he was looking for, and the details he needed. With all his careful planning done, he just needed to wait until lunch to slip into the Potions room and set that part of the plan. Just then the bell rang and Harry slipped out of the class and into Transfiguration. As much as he enjoyed this class, he sat at a seat in the back, hoping nobody would really notice him. McGonagall started the class of with a speech on how important the NEWTs in a years time would be and then started them on a review from their OWLs.
As she was scanning the room, she noticed Harry sitting in the back alone. She almost let out a gasp when she saw him look around and make sure no students were watching and then the goblet they had into a bird, and back into the goblet. After that, with a bored expression on, he transformed the goblet once again, this time into a snake. As the other students were working, Harry and the snake conversed in hushed hisses.
" He's doing some excellent magic, I'll have to talk to Albus about that, " McGonagall thought. Towards the end of class she set an essay for homework, and just mere seconds before the bell rang, she said, " Miss Granger and Mr. Potter are exempt from the assignment seeing as they could correctly do the work in class."
Harry watched as the other students headed towards the Great Hall, and instead he ducked into dark corner and pulled his invisibility cloak on. After he saw Snape enter the Great Hall himself, he headed down to the dungeons. Once there he set about his plan, the many powders about the room (they had to be in different places so that he'd get some on his), and most importantly the charms and spells that wouldn't activate upon Snape till he entered the Great Hall at dinner and sat in his seat. Chuckling, Harry knew dinner would be an interesting affair.
Albus was worried about Harry. He had barely seen him during breakfast, he did not come up to complain like Severus thought he would, and he wasn't here at lunch. Something was up with Harry and he wasn't sure what was going on. Just moments into lunch, Minerva had leaned in and told him about the amount of magic that Harry had done in her class, without any effort it seemed.
Harry just then slipped into the Great Hall, and took a seat away from everyone else at the Gryffindor table. Albus noticed that Harry seemed distracted, more so than usual. He appeared to be almost jumpy, as he looked closer at Harry, he noticed Ron walk, no not walk, but strut into the Hall. After he sent Harry a scathing glare, one that Snape would almost be proud of, he moved on down to the table where Hermione sat. Albus noticed Ron lean in and ask Hermione something, as to what he didn't know, but he had a good idea after what happened next.
"WHAT! RONALD WEASLEY WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WOULD GIVE YOU THAT IDEA!" came Hermione's angered scream. Next thing anyone knew Hermione had drawn her wand and sent many a jinx and hex at Ron. By the time she was done he had; boils, slight burns, jelly legs, and Ginny's infamous 'Bat-Bogey hex' just to start things. She then stormed out of the hall, and it appeared was headed for the library.
Then her magnified voice was heard, " AND THE ANSWER IS NO YOU GIT!" As the Hall sat in shocked silence in the aftermath of Hermione's anger and McGonagall went to repair the damage done to Ron, Albus scanned the Hall for Harry. Once again, Harry was gone. Albus made a mental note to talk to Harry after dinner.
Harry was supposed to go to Charms after lunch, but he decided to skip it. Charms was easy compared to his other subjects, and he really didn't want to be in the same room as a seething Hermione and an angered Ron. He valued his life more than that. Instead of going to class though, he snuck into McGonagall's room and sat in the back corner away from everyone and under his cloak. Harry didn't want to go near his grandfather, not before dinner that was, yet he didn't want to be alone. Plus there was the added fact that Dumbledore could see though invisibility cloaks and McGonagall couldn't.
At dinner Flitwick informed Albus that Harry hadn't shown up to class. "He's skipping classes the first day?" Albus thought to himself. " I'm really going to need to have a talk with that boy as soon as dinner is over. If he shows up that is." Almost instantly after he had this thought, Harry walked into the Hall quietly and sat near the Head Table, by himself again. That was short lived though as Hermione entered the Hall and sat down beside him.
Moments later Snape entered, his cloak billowing as always, and sat down at his seat at the Head Table. The effect was instantaneous.Next thing any member of the Hall knew, Snape was dressed in red and gold robes, with a Gryffindor lion on the back and breast. Scowling he looked down at his robes, and then noticed that his hair had turned bright shocking PINK! A shimmering phoenix appeared in front of him. "Probably his signature." Snape thought. If things couldn't get any worse a Ministry owl flew in and deposited Harry's OWL exam in front of him. Severus Snape was seething, and he had a damned good idea who had pulled this off.
"POTTER-DUMBLEDORE!" Severus snapped. " JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!" Harry was looking at Snape with a confused expression. He knew his guardian knew instantly that he had done this, but he didn't want Snape to know that.
" I didn't do anything, sir. How could I have without anyone seeing me?" Harry said in an innocent voice.
" I know you did it. I'll have you serving detentions for months!"
"Calm down Severus, " Albus said softly. He attempted to remove the spell, but found he couldn't. "My, my, " he thought. "Seems Harry put a lot of thought into this." Clearing his throat he said, " Ah, Severus whoever planned this seems to have put a time release spell on it. If I'm correct, the spell will end in five minutes time. And Severus, unless you have solid proof that Mr. Potter is the one responsible for this, you cannot punish him."
By this time Harry was tired of all the looks he was getting, not to mention the glares from one Potions Master, so he told Hermione he'd talk to her sometime and slipped out of the Hall. Before he was completely gone though, he increased the time that the spell would last on Snape. Of course he did it wandlessly so he couldn't be blamed. After this was done, he headed upstairs to his room. He knew Albus would be in shortly, and right he was. Harry hadn't been in his room ten minutes when the aged headmaster knocked and entered. Harry inwardly winced, his guardian did not look happy in any way, shape, or form.
"Harry, " he began. " I believe we have many things to discuss."
a/n : Ooooh.. Harry's in a bit of trouble.. ouchie ouchie.. to my reviewers, i love you guys. you're awesome. after thinking on it, i'm not positive i'll have the harry/hermione deal.. and if i do, it wont be for awhile... and if i do decide to change ron back to normal ( or at least semi normal ) it wont be till.. around christmas, or afterwards..
Tobias: Well.. someone isn't very happy.
Wulfric: Sorry, can't talk.
Tobias: Why not?
Wulfric: I need to prepare for a certain revolt I need to attend.
(Wulfric stalks off, leaving a shocked Tobias in her wake)
