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Room of Requirement:

"Ok, since my last prank had to do with clothes, and was a lot of fun, I'd like to continue with the clothing theme." Cho announced to the girls.

"Is there anything you need? Or need us to help you with?" Pansy asked.

"Well, I am going to need some help. I'm not quite sure how to pull off what I'd like to do..."

After explaining just what it was she wanted to do, it took the girls hours to think of how to pull it off, and to place the charms they needed.

Snape:

'So far so good' Snape thought making his way up to breakfast. 'No visits from any house-elves or anything else through the night, no student waiting outside my door.'

Oh, but he spoke too soon.

His trip into the great hall, and his entire breakfast went by without incident. He was starting to get very nervous. He also made it all the way to his class room and half way through his first class without anything happening.

"LONGBOTTOM! Did you stir that 12 times CLOCKWISE or COUNTERCLOCKWISE? I will assume, since your potion is now spewing black smoke into my class, that you stirred it clockwise! 20 points from Gryffindor and detention..." Snape trailed off. Some how his left shoe had just disappeared.

He quickly looked around the classroom, trying to spot a student with their wand out. He couldn't see any. But just because he didn't see any, didn't mean there wasn't one somewhere.

"All right! That's it! All students line up in front of my desk, WITH YOUR WANDS! I am going to test every single one of them to see what spell you used last."

From the corner of his eye, he saw Malfoy pale and whip out his wand and cast a simple Scourgify.

"MALFOY!" Snape bellowed. Everyone was shocked. Snape never yelled at a Slytherin, let alone MALFOY! "Are you hiding a spell from me? Are you the one who took my shoe? 20 points from..." Snape trailed off again, this time, his right shoe disappeared. Since he was watching Malfoy at the time, he knew it wasn't him.

"Ok, everyone but Malfoy, line up!" He yelled to the rest of the class.

With nervous glances towards each other, the entire class lined up in front of Snape's desk. After ten minutes, he had only tested two wands. Because not only was he checking the wands, he was also questioning each student, well, more like interrogating each student. Another twenty minutes passed and the bell to signal the end of the class came and went but yet only five students left at the bell, the five that Snape had finished with.

By now his second class of the day had already filed in and took their seats, casting puzzled glances at their classmates.

Finally there were only three students left to have their wands tested, and unfortunately for them, it was the Gryffindor trio.

"Well well well . Looks like it comes down to you three... again" Snape sneered.

Harry and Ron cast nervous glances to each other. They knew they didn't do anything, but Snape wouldn't believe them, even after checking their wands. They looked to Hermione and were greatly surprised to see her looking calm and collected. She knew Snape wouldn't find anything in her wand, or the boys.

"Miss Granger, you first." Snape called to Hermione.

She stepped forward and handed the professor her wand. After Snape checked her wand, he was disappointed to find nothing that could have removed his shoes. He called Ron next, and the same with him, nothing that could have made his shoes disappear.

"Mister Potter, through the process of elimination it has come to you." Snape spat out while snatching Harry's wand from his hand as Hermione and Ron left the class. "I see no need to even check your wand. Detention for a week, and I think 40 points from Gryff..." the professor trailed off again. This wasn't possible. He felt something odd with his left foot, he glanced down and saw that his sock was now gone.

Looking from his foot to Harry, Snapes face was turning red with anger. He thought he had Potter. However, since his sock was removed while he was holding the boys wand, he had no choice. He thrust Harry's wand back into his hand and ordered him from his class.

By now Snapes second year Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff class was half over. He waved his wand at the board and instructions appeared.

"Get to work." He barked.

Twenty minutes into his lesson, he could be found berating another poor student who had messed up her potion.

"How could you screw up? This is the easiest potion to make! A first year could brew this without incident. 10 points from Hufflepuff. I suggest you study before next class." He left the student close to tears. He was so wound up, he didn't notice that now his right sock had disappeared.