A/N: This part, and any additional parts that may follow this, did not happen. In the case of this one, I have to say I wish it did... but alas, the opportunity was not given to me. I am thinking of continuing this and turning it into a full length story, however I will only do so if I get lots of reviews, so please people, take an extra 30 seconds to review. I know you're all busy, and I am too, but please, please review.

It had been several days since Snape made his comments to Hermione in the courtyard. The girls had dubbed it 'The Incident,' and somehow, Fred and George found out. Hermione suspected Ginny was behind this. Being the pranksters that they were they immediately questioned Hermione about her plans for revenge. The conversation began in the common room and ended in an empty classroom with a silencing charm.

"Hermione, if it'd been us, we'd want revenge and we'd want it bad," George said.

"So we were wondering what your plans are and if you need any help," Fred finished.

"Come boys, this is not an appropriate conversation to be having among young impressionable minds," Hermione said mischievously and led Fred and George out of the common room. Fred looked at George and George looked at Fred, and they wondered just what they had gotten themselves into. Hermione led them to the nearest classroom and cast a locking charm and a silencing charm at the door.

"What part of this conversation wasn't appropriate for young ears?" Fred asked.

"The pranking Snape part," Hermione replied. The boys stared at her.

"Do you have a plan?" Fred asked.

"Because Fred and I would love to help," George said.

"Prank that greasy git," Fred finished.

"I could actually use your help," Hermione said. "I have it all planned out. What I need you to do is…"

…

Late that night, the three dillusioned themselves, as it was long after curfew, and returned to the dormitories all set for the plan to go into play the very next morning.

…

Hermione woke up early so she could put the finishing touches on her charms essay that she needed to turn in that afternoon. Then she met Harry and Ron and went down to breakfast.

"Where were you yesterday, Hermione," Ron asked.

"We checked the library and the common room and Ginny looked in your dorm," Harry said, just as Hermione was about to tell them she had been in the library.

"I was with Fred and George," Hermione began to explain.

"What did you take away from them this time? You always ruin the fun," Ron said with a fake pout on his face.

"Nothing. You'll see what we were up to," Hermione said, sitting down at the table and pulling out her potions book to look over the potion she knew they would be making in class. Fred and George walked in and gave her a thumbs up.

Several minutes later, the chatter quieted, and Hermione knew that Snape had just entered the Great Hall. She caught Fred's eye as Snape walked past their table. Fred's eyes conveyed the laughter that they both felt because they both knew why Snape was only just arriving at the end of breakfast.

Only a few minutes later breakfast was over and Hermione descended to the dungeons for potions class. Hermione behaved as if it was a normal class. Harry and Ron sat down and glared at Malfoy until Snape entered the classroom, and then they glared at him.

Snape collected their homework and presented that day's potion. Then he set them to work, just as Hermione knew he would. She worked quickly and efficiently. Within the shortest amount of time possible, Hermione finished her potion. She took it to Snape's desk and watched as he wrote something in his grade book. She cleaned her cauldron, tools and table and picked up her ingredients. Then she went to wash her hands and whispered the trigger phrase as quietly as possible so Snape wouldn't hear. She then returned to her seat to wait for the spell to work, and she began writing the essay Snape had assigned.

About twenty minutes later Hermione watched out of the corner of her eyes as Snape got up to inspect the progress on the potions and make sure no one was going to blow up a cauldron. By the time Snape returned to his desk, it had been a half an hour since she whispered the trigger phrase. It was time. And sure enough, Snape stood behind his desk and unbuttoned his outer robe.

"Professor, put your clothes back on," Hermione called out, repeating the exact words he had once said to her. The entire class looked at her, then at Snape, then back at her.

"What?" she said, "He said it first." She had the undivided attention of most of her classmates at this. They all stared at her with expressions of horror on their faces.

Dropping his robe on his chair, Snape regained his senses.

"Granger! Out. Now." Hermione picked up her stuff and left, returning to her dormitory to collect her books for her next class.

She had barely entered her dormitory when an owl flew in and deposited a letter for her. She opened it, knowing already what it contained. Sure enough, it was a detention slip. The only thing that surprised her was that her detention was not some horrid task with Filch, but with the Professor himself.

A/N: Review! Next up, if I get enough reviews, DETENTION! Cookies to anyone who guesses what Fred & George did to Snape to make him late for breakfast...