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Fred

It was ready. Everything was perfect. The one good thing about the dungeons is that they had many convenient shadows to hide in. George finished setting the trip wire and vanished it. He scampered into a dark alcove behind an ancient, creaking suit of armor and I turned to do my part.

I found Professor Snape teaching a group of first year Hufflepuffs in a nearby dungeon. I pulled one of Dr. Filibuster's Fabulous Wet-Start, No-Heat Fireworks and stepped into the room. Luckily, Snape didn't notice me; so far so good. He was making his rounds observing the first years' potions. I aimed at the cauldron he was headed to next, and lobbed the firework. It landed exactly on target. I waited until the firework exploded and Snape had turned to look for a culprit before I ran.

I made it into the hallway before the billowing bat that was Snape was able to follow. I felt a tripping jinx hit me from behind. I looked up to see a murderously angry Severus Snape glaring down at me. It would have scared me if I hadn't been on the receiving end of it so many times. He released the jinx.

"My office, Weasley. Now."

He set off down the corridor and I followed. I hung back a little as we approached his office because I knew what was coming. As Snape stormed through his door George slipped from the shadows and joined me. As we watched, the entire ceiling of Professor Snape's office started to melt until the entire office was encased in a torrent of falling goop. Snape's office and everything in it was covered in rose scented shampoo.

After a moment of stunned silence, on Snape's part anyway, the bell rang and the hallway filled with students. Snape tried to vanish the shampoo but that only made it start to foam violently. The bubbles poured out into the corridor drawing attention to the whole fiasco, causing a bit of a traffic jam. When the bubbles cleared, Snape was standing in the door way. His hair was in tight corkscrew curls. People began to snicker. It straightened with a simple straightening charm but what was left of the shampoo reacted to turn his hair neon orange, causing people to laugh blatantly.

George and I melted into the crowd. Before long we were back in the Gryffindor common room.

"Did you see his face?"

"Did you? I have never seen him that mad!"

"And that's saying something!"

We collapsed onto a couple overstuffed armchairs by the fireplace, laughing. Only then did we notice Hermione. She was sitting on a nearby couch and though she hadn't put down her book, she obviously disapproved.

"I don't know what you two did this time, but it was a bad idea."

"Aw, come on Hermione. It's Snape!"

"He deserves whatever we can come up with."

She snapped her book shut and stormed over. "Did you ever think that the man was so miserable because you two and your stupid, childish pranks made him that way?"

"Well there's one little flaw in your plan."

"Obviously Snape was an old stick in the mud long before we got here…"

"So it can't be our fault…"

"Anymore than it's your fault."

"So it's okay because you didn't start it? Will you two ever grow up?"

George and I smirked at each other. "Not likely."

"Argh! You two are so infuriating!" With that Hermione stomped up the girls' stairs. We shrugged and went back to congratulating each other on the success of our latest escapades.

Hermione

I don't know why the twins prank made me so mad this time. In fact it was harmless and it was far from their worst prank. And as much as I hate to speak ill of a Professor, he was absolutely awful to most students. A teacher should never show favoritism, especially not to the degree Snape did, but that was no excuse to torture the man for others' enjoyment. Still, they'd done this before and it hadn't bugged me this much.

I shoved the book I had been reading in my trunk, and stepped to the window. I watched the people on the grounds. I opened the window to the distant murmur of conversation and laughter. What were they talking about? Were they glorying in the twins' latest prank, or the mundane worries of a teenager? Did they care about-

Ginny knocked on the door.

"Hey girl."

"Hey." I sighed.

"So I heard you yelled at Fred and George."

"Mhmm. And I honestly can't tell you why."

"Well you've never been overly happy with their pranking habits."

"No, but they've never bugged me like this either."

"Maybe it's because you want Fred to be more like the person you dream about."

"I do not like Fred!"

"Sure 'Mione. Whatever you say."

"Must we go through this every time?"

"Until you admit I'm right."

"Well that isn't going to happen."

"Then yes. We must."

We both laughed and even though I felt only marginally better, we returned to find the common room bustling. The twins were nowhere to be seen and for that I was grateful. I would have to apologize eventually but I wasn't quite ready for that. Ron, however, was sitting at a table near the window so I said goodbye to Ginny and went to join him.

"Need help?"

"Oh, 'Mione, there you are! I can't fill the last three inches of the goblin essay for Binns and I haven't even started the essay for Defense. And I have a dream journal for Trelawney due tomorrow."

"Let me see the one for Binns."

Ron passed me his essay. It actually wasn't bad, so it was easy to sketch out a conclusion for him while he started his dream journal. As we worked I started thinking. I was comfortable with Ron. There was none of that tense awkwardness that seemed to fill the room when I was with Fred.

Fred

I'm not totally sure why, but Hermione's disapproval was the worst of all. I put up a brave face when I was with George but I actually felt shame. Maybe we were too mean to Snape. Wait what am I talking about? Pranking Severus Snape is a tradition and this is our last year. Besides, she's just my little brother's best friend. That's the only reason I care about what she thinks.

That is absolutely it.

I swear.

Hermione

I'm realizing that the amount of time I spend comparing Fred and Ron is rather ridiculous. Seriously. I'm supposed to be ignoring guys and focusing on school. Ron is one of my best friends. Fred is his brother who I barely know except by reputation. I know it's not really a fair comparison but I can't seem to stop thinking about it.

This could cause problems.

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