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Humorous Hijinks of Hogwarts	By : Brittin Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Character's. I do not make any money from writing this, it's just fun and amusing. :-)

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Author's Note: Hey! I'm back to writing... for now. *smiles* My muses have been working overtime these past few days and I thought that I would treat you all. I haven't decided if I will continue to post more pranks here or not, but keep checking back to see. In the mean time, please read and review and be nice... I don't have a beta and no one's read this story yet aside from myself. Enjoy!

Dedicated to my wonderful muses who inspire such great plots!

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Thursday evening, Severus Snape, noted potions master, locked himself in his potions lab and set to brewing. Earlier that day, he had been called to serve the Dark Lord and luckily escaped the evil bastard’s wrath with merely scraps and burses…That and one hell of a headache. After returning and finding his personal stores poorly stalked, he resigned himself to brewing a potion that would rid him of the ache.

Carefully, he mixed together two dried beetles, three drops dragon tears, and one crushed bat wing. He poured that into the simmering mixture in his caldron and set the heat a bit higher. After several minutes, the snarky man dropped in one single phoenix tear and swirled the mixture together.

After allowing his purple mixture to settle and cool, Severus bottled the potion, labeled it, and placed all except one vial on the shelf in his store room. Walking back to his personal chambers, the snarky man downed the concoction and willed his headache away.

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Three o’clock A.M. found Albus Dumbledore sneaking out of the potions store room giggling to his self. “That ought to teach him,” he said softly to no one in particular.

It was an unspoken rule at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that the students play pranks on each other, little did said students know that the staff enjoyed a good prank themselves.

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The next morning, Severus awoke with a headache much like the one that accompanied him the previous night. He could tell that today just was not going to be a good day; not only did he have a retched headache but he also had first year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs this morning. ‘Lovely,’ he thought to himself.

After dressing in the usual black robes, the youngest of Hogwarts assorted staff made his way to breakfast, stopping quickly at his store room to retrieve a vial of headache potion. The same potion that he had brewed the previous evening. Without studying the bottle, he closed his eyes and downed the potion in one fluid shot as he entered the Great Hall.

Almost immediately, he usually dower individual began to smile broadly, greeting students as he passed.

“Hullo, nice morning, isn’t it?” The students looked almost frightened at seeing their professor in such a cheery mood.

Draco slid in beside Blaise and Crab, “I think that the Dark Lord has finally fried Snape’s brain,” he whispered low enough that only the two could hear him.

Severus seated himself at the head table and began piling food onto his plate. He leaned over to speak with the headmaster, “Good morning, Sir!” There was entirely too much enthusiasm in his voice and Dumbledore couldn’t help but conceal a giggle behind his hand.

“Morning, Severus. It’s nice to see you in good spirits,” the old man replied stuffing another piece of bacon in his mouth.

“I can’t help it, Albus. It’s beautiful outside today and I thought that I would possibly take the first years out into the grounds this morning. Maybe I could show them where they can find potion ingredients. ”

“Well, that sounds like a wonderful idea!” The headmaster didn’t know what else to say and instead of continuing his conversation with the Slytherin, he opted to look around the room. All eyes were on the head table and he could tell that the students were shocked at this new side of their usually snarky potions professor.

Breakfast ended rather quickly as no one seemed to want to be in the presents of anyone quite that cheerful. The rest of the day continued on, rumors spreading the halls of Snape’s sudden mood change and possible causes for it. It seemed as though everyone had agreed that the Dark Lord had finally pushed the evil bat too far and Snape had simply lost his mind.

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It was finally the last class of the day and as the golden trio was soon to find out; Snape’s mood had yet to go sour. The sixth year Gryffindor and Slytherin’s filed into the dark and cold potion’s classroom just in time to see their professor dancing around the room singing the tune to Don’t Stop Believing.

“A singer in a smoky room

A smell of wine and cheap perfume

For a smile they can share the night

It goes on and on and on and on…”

As he finished the verse and made his way to the front of the classroom, the students took their seats. They were speechless to say the least, though Draco would have been the first to admit that the baritone voice of his potion’s master was rather sexy. Without wait, the joyous teacher scrolled the direction for today’s potion on the blackboard and set the class to work.

Nearly twenty minutes into brewing their potions, Severus glided over to Harry’s desk. Leaning down and bracing his elbow on the table and his chin in his hand, Snape smiled and sprinkled some pixy dust into Harry’s caldron.

“There you go, it’s perfect,” He informed the boy wonder.

Eyes wide, the messy haired boy spluttered to reply, “umm… thanks?”

“You’re welcome. You know, you have the most amazing green eyes, Harry.”

The entire class stood back in awe of what they just witnessed. It was official, Snape had lost his mind.

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Several hours later saw Severus Snape standing before the Headmaster’s desk.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!” he nearly yelled.

With much restraint, Albus calmly gazed up at his employee, “I assure you that I have not a single idea as to what you are referring, Severus.”

Feeling somewhat more outraged, the now unhappy man replied, “I know that you had something to do with this and I will seek my revenge! Consider yourself warned, Albus.” With that being said, he turned and left the office. Today was possibly the worst day of his existence, not only were there outrageous roamers flying around school about him, but his students undoubtedly no longer found him to be as menacing as previously. This was a problem that would take the professor quite a while to gain control of again.

Once she was sure that the sour man was completely gone, Minerva McGonagall stepped out from the shadows and took a seat in front of Dumbledore’s lavish desk.

“So Albus, What exactly did you do to him?” The witch questioned as she took a sip of tea.

Albus chuckled lightly, “Oh, I didn’t do anything to poor ‘ol Severus.” Then with a twinkle in his eye, he clarified, “His potion stores however, I cannot say the same for. ”

Minerva nearly choked on her tea as she let out a shrill of laughter. Albus soon followed suit and soon, they were both enjoying the retelling of Severus’s adventures of the day.

Fin.

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Song is: Don't Stop Believing by Journey.
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