Disclaimer: I am sadly not J. K. Rowling, these are not my characters and so on

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"What if she sneaks out and set off dung bombs in the dungeon?" asked George, grinning broadly.

"What if she use Polyjuicepotion to turn into another student, and walk around completely making a fool of herself?" asked Ron, glancing over at Malfoy with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Or better yet, she turn herself into a professor" commented Harry, looking up at the teachers table, and resting his mischievous gaze at Snape longer than the others.

"Or throw confetti at Snape every time he enters a room!" exclaimed Fred. All the boys broke into laughter at the thought of the old bat's face, and we got more than a few curious and annoyed looks our way, we were laughing so hard. Or, the boys were laughing so hard, mine was a bit nervous. Were they serious? I could get into real trouble for these things.

"Oh man, that greasy git deserves that so much, though" said Ron, now glaring up at the teachers table. Now that Voldemort was gone, we knew Snape had been on our side all along. He and Dumbledore had explained everything. Still though, he was a sarcastic, narky git. Just because we respected him a bit for what he did and everything he gave up during the war, didn't mean we had forgotten how much he had tormented us and other students. He was still an asshole.

Evil smiles appeared on the twins lips, and I actually felt a shiver down my spine

"George, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Fred.

"Sure am" he said, before finding a piece of parchment, and a quill, and he quickly started writing.

"What are you thinking?" I asked a bit nervous.

"Well… What if we made your pranks a little more… long-lasting?" asked Fred, raising a brow.

"Long- lasting?" I repeated, skeptically. I already hated this.

"And what if we gave you a specific target for your pranks?" asked George, still writing.

"What are you talking abou-"

"How many are you on now, oh dear brother mine?" asked Fred.

"I've only come up with five right now, we'll make more later, my almost-as-handsome-as-me brother dear" he said, now handing the paper to me.

"Hah, you wish" retorted Fred, watching me as I looked at the title on the paper.

How to annoy Severus Snape

I felt dread build up in my chest as I started reading aloud.

Call Snape weird lovey-dovey nicknames at random, and when he asks you to stop, say that you don't know what he's talking about.

Grin like an idiot whenever he's around, and when he asks you to stop, pretend that you don't hear him while staring at him.

Throw confetti every time he enters a room

Give him ridiculous love letters from Trelawney

Every time he use a spoon during a meal, stand up, stare right at him and the spoon with a terrified look on your face, squeal, and run out of the Great Hall

"Seriously?" I asked, putting the paper down to look at the twins, who were grinning widely. Both Harry and Ron were choking in laughter.

"Come on, it'll be great fun!"

"For you, yeah. I'll earn more detentions in a month than Fred and George does in a year!"

"No, you'll have fun too! Once you realize the beauty of pranking, you'll enjoy it as much as we will. And the git deserves it, you know he does" George said. Fred and George exchanged looks I didn't understand, before Fred stood up, walked behind me and put his hands upon my shoulders.

"Come on, Hermione. Live a little!" he said, shaking me. I stared at him a bit. Then I heard Ron and Harry laugh. I looked confused at them, then at George, who was smiling innocently at me. I frowned, wondering why they were suddenly acting so strange. I thought I saw George put something in his pocket, but was quickly distracted by Ron.

"I told you she won't do it. She's too busy being a goody-two-shoes" said Ron dramatically. I shot him a glare, and tried to ignore him, but his words had hit a nerve. I shook my head trying to clear it. Fred handed me my glass of water, and I accepted it, consuming everything quickly, Ron's voice ringing in my head, and anger flowing through my veins. Feeling myself calm down instantly as the liquid ran down my throat, I considered the consequences. Okay, yes this was risky. But we didn't have N.E.W.T.s or O.W.L.s this year, so it wouldn't really affect my grades. I wouldn't fall behind in class, because I knew I was able to keep up even under timelines and high pressure. Yes, I would have to serve some detentions, but that wouldn't really hurt, would it? The fun of pranking would make up for the detentions. And God knows I earned more points to Gryffindor than anyone else, so if I did loose points, I could just earn them back the next day.

I thought about what Ron had just said: She's too busy being a goody-two-shoes. I felt angry. I wanted to prove myself. I worked harder than any other student, and God knows I deserved some fun as well.

I realized that the longer I thought about it, the less I cared. What else mattered, as long as I had fun? Making up my mind, I asked how long long- lasting was. The boys grinned wildly. Ron seemed a bit impressed.

"Well, that depends on how many pranks we'll make" said George.

"I think about 100 is all right, don't you?" asked Fred.

"Yeah, that's sounds good"

"100!" I exclaimed "But that would take-"

"-all year" Fred and George finished in unison.

"So, are you doing this or not?" asked George.

"I'll do it" I finally said. They smiled to each other.

"Do you promise to finish the whole list?" asked Fred. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, yes, I swear" I replied, apathetically. They grinned even wider. I thought I saw George flick his wand on the parchment, but I quickly forgot about it when Fred said:

"Oh, there he goes. Better follow after him and get some of those pranks on the list done" I looked around and saw Snape walk out of the Great Hall, robes billowing behind him.

"And don't think you can just skip a prank. We'll know" said George, tapping his wand on the parchment.

"How?" I asked, slightly impressed.

"If you always have the parchment on you while doing the pranks, the prank you've done will be crossed of the list. We'll check the list regularly to see you're not cheating" said Fred with a satisfied grin. I tried to shoot him a glare, but I was quite impressed by the charm so the angry thing wasn't working.

"Now go" Fred urged. Not even questioning if it was wise, I took the paper, and stood up, but before I leaved, I leaned my hands on the table, looked Ron in the eyes and said:

"Who's the boring one now?" before turning my heal, and following the scariest and most intimidating professor in all of England, not feeling any kind of nervousness at all. The other boys ooooed and grinned at Ron, who was pretending to glare at them, but I thought I saw the corners of his mouth twitch.

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