So literally all the rest of the chapters don't correspond with the train chapter because that was a prologue. So if you aren't wearing socks put some on because I intend to make you laugh them off!

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1. I must not make bets on who can slip professor Snape a love potion in class. - forge Weasley
2. I must not laugh at professor Snape's attempts to snog the living daylights out of Marcus flint - gred Weasley
3. I must not yell out in class "get away from me you greasy tosser" when professor Snape backfires and tries to snog me, no matter how life or death the situation is. - Angelina Johnson

"Hey Fred, you know you have to do that dare today right, we've all got double potions after breakfast", said Harry smirking as he dropped himself down next to Ron and heaped nearly everything in sight on his plate.
"Already got it covered. Slipped it in his wine under his desk last night, thought I woke half the castle mind you, but that was the drunkenness talking", said Fred whilst wolfing down some bacon.
"Well okay then, since I can almost feel Snape's glare from here I'll be at potions."


Within a few minutes everyone was sat in their seats cringing away from the teacher, even the slytherins, it was apparent that today professor Snape was angry and agitated at everything. He barked orders for the class to make the draught of living death, to brush up what they should have known in their sixth year.

Moments later there had been an explosion from the back, without even looking up Professor Snape had yelled "Longbottom you dithering idiot by now you should know not to add boomslang skin to that particular potion. That is the only thing to make it explode. If you were mere seconds further into that potion you could have severely injured most of you class mates. Out, OUT!" By now Neville was running for the door, closely followed by Snape.

The silence was broken by Fred Weasley "so who wants to bet I can get something in Snape's drink?"
"A Knut" called the voice of Blaise Zanabi.
"Aww live a little Blaise, nine sickles." Said Alicia Spinnet.
"I bet a galleon that Ginny couldn't do It." called the dignified, if slightly hung-over, voice of Draco Malfoy.
"Your on", said Ginny in her most business like manor.

Pulling something from her bag Ginny ran to the front of the room and slipped behind Snape's desk. She emerged second later with a triumphant smile before waltzing back to her place, just as professor Snape stalked back into the room,
"What are you all staring at? Back to work!" he said in a voice that held a clear authority.
He sat himself back at his desk trying to finish some third year papers he had made them hand in before breakfast. Glancing up at the class he noted that they were all occupied with something or other. Looking at the goblet filled with a deep red substance he thought one sip wont hurt, just to calm the nerves. And he lifted the goblet to his lips.

Meanwhile Fred and George had been having a whispered conversation at the back of the room, oblivious to everything else in the room.
"What would the effect of two love potions do to him?" asked Fred.
"Probably double the effect, hey! Look, its Marcus flint, please tell me he's not back aswell." hissed George, a plan already forming in his mind.
"I like the way you think brother, now do you have any of our special impression fireworks on you?" replied Fred, in tune with his twin.
"Yes. Yes I do." and George handed the firework to Fred.

Ginny winked giving the signal that Snape had drank some of the potion and Fred took aim.
He counted in his head for the potion to kick in. five, four, three, two, one, action and lobbed the firework directly into Marcus' potion. The thing started to bubble frantically and everyone ducked under their desks apart from Marcus who was stood their fumbling with the cauldron. Snape rose from his desk, his face livid with rage, luckily he looked straight at Marcus and instantly the anger melted away to be replaced by what might be called a loved up smile. Again the class backed away, seeing professor Snape smile was almost as bad as seeing him angry.

Severus glided up to Marcus," hello handsome, wanna come for a ride?" Snape's usual lazy drawl had taken a slight seductive note as he slunk toward the befuddled boy. He didn't stand a chance as the teacher squashed his lips against Marcus'. This effect went on for a few seconds until the silence was broken by a loud laugh from George Weasley. In this time Marcus had managed to heave Snape off himself and pushed him in the direction of Angelina Johnston. Snape had puckered up to kiss Angelina but she was having none of it.

"Get away from me you greasy tosser", she yelled moving frantically backward but her yell seemed to awaken professor Snape from the potions control.
By this time the majority the class was in peals of laughter, unable to stop but professor Snape's voice echoed through the dungeons and lower half of the castle.

"DETENTION!"

Well what do you think? Marcus came back this year because in my universe he was trapped in the vanishing cabinet for three quarters of Harry's fifth year. This would mean he still needed to finish his final year but with all the Voldemort stuff, that was a hard thing to do.

So review and tell me if you're still wearing socks or if I need more funny. Bear in mind I have been in planet vampire diaries for the past week, and I really cant resist Damon Salvatore, yum!