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In the room of requirement, Hannah was speaking with Hermione and Dobby about her new idea. She had a favor to ask each of them. She asked Dobby if it was possible for him to look through Harry's belongings to find certain strands of hair, and if he couldn't find it there, if he could some how get in touch with another house elf. Then she needed Hermione to warn Harry about what was going to happen. She wanted to get to Snape, not Harry. When they agreed to help, Dobby disappeared with a crack, and the girls all turned towards Millicent.

"In the meantime," She began, "I'll put my next joke into action." And just like the others had done with their ideas, she refused to share with the others what was to happen, but told them all to keep an eye out, and for Hermione and Ginny to be careful, as the prank will appear as though it was coming from their house.

The next day:

The entire student body of Hogwarts was confused, save Millicent. Snape was pissed. That wasn't anything new, but they had no idea why. If they could see what he was seeing, then they would understand.

During breakfast, Snape had slammed the large doors open then strode through them with a look of utter loathing, glaring at the doors and down at his robes. He must have finally realized that the entire school was looking at him, teachers included, as though he were insane, he shot a scathing look at them, and stormed up to the head table. Sitting down he turned immediately towards Professor McGonagall.

"I don't want to hear a damn word from you," he hissed quietly to the confused professor. Then he faced the headmaster, "or you." Speaking to both he continued, "I am in no mood. I don't want to hear a whisper from you, I don't want to see any smirks, or smiles." Then focusing solely on Dumbledore, "and Merlin help you if I see ONE DAMN TWINKLE in your eye today!" With that, he turned and picked up his coffee cup only to throw it back onto the table in disgust.

By now, the students that had been at the teachers end of their house table began sliding down the bench, not caring that they were knocking the students at the other end off their seats. They had no idea what Snape was pissed about, but no one wanted to be anywhere near him.

Breakfast was filled with more of the same, Snape would pick something up, sneer at it, then either toss it back on the table, or use it grudgingly, with a deadly glare focused on it the entire time. If he was paying attention, he would have noticed that not one student was laughing at him, as he thought they would, and that they seemed even more confused than he.

As he rose and began to storm from the great hall, as habit, he lifted his hand to run it through his greasy hair. As soon as his hand touched his hair, he froze dead in his tracks. He conjured a mirror, closed his eyes took a deep breath then looked at his hair in the mirror. His eyes bugged out and his jaw all but hit the floor.

He slowly turned in place until he was facing the Gryffindor table. Searching up and down the frightend students faces unti he finally spotted Hermione.

She looked up, with of look of innocence, at her professor. She was prepared, this must be what Millicent had warned her and Ginny about.

"I don't know how or why you did this, but I will no longer stand for it!" By now he was screaming and all the students, with the exception of Hermione, were trembling in their seats, frightened for the poor girl. "200 Points from Gryffindor and a months detention with me, Miss Granger."

At that, Professor McGonagall had marched down the isle and when she reached her student and the irate potion master said, "And what has she done, PROFESSOR?"

Turning to look at his colleague he spat, "What has she done? WHAT HAS SHE DONE? Are you blind or JUST STUPID?" He screamed out.

As soon as the last word was out, he was facing the business end of a very pissed-off teachers wand.

"I don't know what your problem is lately, Severus, but if you ever speak to me that way again, I will make sure you are not able to say anything. Ever. Again. Do you understand me?" McGonagall spoke this with so much venom, that Severus broke out in a cold sweat. A few moments later, you could actually see in his eyes the very moment he realised what he had said and to who.

With much more control he responded, "I am so sorry Minerva, but HOW can you ask me what she's done? Look at me!" He ranted, pointing at his robe and hair. "THIS is what she's done! I tried to fix it myself, and when I couldn't I KNEW it was Miss Granger. Haven't you noticed anything this morning?" He asked with a confused look. "My hair, my robes, my fork and coffee cup? Hell, what about the DOORS?" he roared pointing at the huge doors that led to the entrance hall.

Taking a closer look at Snape's hair and robes and everything else he had pointed at Minerva tuned back, "Severus, there is nothing wrong," she then turned back to Hermione, "Miss Granger, you do not have any detention, and the 200 points will be returned." Taking a closer look at her student, she saw that Hermione had a slight smirk on her face. And she also realized that not once did she flinch or yell at her professor the entire time he was going off. Almost like she had expected it to happen.

"Oh, and 10 points to Gryffindor for keeping your cool and not lashing out while being yelled at by a professor, when you clearly didn't deserve it. Perhaps that is something some of your friends might be able to pick up." She ended sending a small glance at Harry, and all the students would have sworn that their stern professor had actually winked at him while she said that.

Taking one last look at Minerva, Snape glared at Hermione, "I know what you're doing, I don't now how, or why, but when I find out, it will be more than one month of detention."

Hermione just flashed him a huge grin, and with those last words, he swept from the room.

For the rest of the day and through all his classes, Snape tried to act as normal as possible. But every now and then, he would slip and students would catch him glaring at something, something that appeared to be perfectly normal to everyone else.
R.O.R.:

Hermione ran up to Millicent, "What was that?" she asked smiling.

As soon as the last girl entered the room, the door disappeared, she then turned to the group of girls waiting silently to find out what she had done.

"Oh, that?" Millicent asked with a sly grin, "nothing much. Just that everything he touches for the next week will turn red and gold, and only he can see it. Also, it will stay that way for months." She ended on a giggle.

Clasping a hand over her mouth Ginny laughed.

"I think, by the time we're finished with him, he'll end up in St. Mungo's!" she declared, and the rest of the girls let out a cheer in agreement.

AN:

Sorry about the long wait! I had the worst case of writers block EVER!

I hoped you enjoyed it, not one of my best, but oh well.

as always R&R please?