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Unlikely Heroes	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 80944 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Title: Unlikely Heroes

Pairing: Future DracoxHarry, LuciusxSeverus, RemusxSeverus

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: A battered Boy Who Lived finds his world come crashing down when his name comes out of the Goblet of Fire. Shockingly, the only ones to come to his rescue are those he'd believed were his enemies.

Notes: Is compatible to the Selection of Triwizard Champions.

A/N: Apologies for the late update. hope you enjoy it. Chapter 37 is the beginning of the Prank War. I have Ideas for it but I welcome any and all prank Ideas. Spoiler Alert- Recommend reading Chapter of Unlikely Heroes: Fallen Feathers, Mirrored Scales. *waves*

Chapter 37– Prank War Plotting

Harry purchased all of the Slytherins' nasty tasting Bott's every flavour bean. Blaise's keen nose picked out the good ones and passed them to Vince who put them back in the box. Harry also added a few of his trick sweets from Fred and George's gift, the puking pastels, fever fudges and nosebleed nougats to name a few.

Blaise was eager to try transfiguring, at least the appearance of the nasty tasting sweet to that of a lemon drop. Having never heard of a lemon drop before he wasn't surprised when Harry told him it was a Muggle sweet, that lucky for their purposes Dumbledore was addicted to. He was practicing on other sweets until they were satisfied he'd accomplished this.

Harry tasted Blaise's first attempt, he shook his head, "Too lemony. Think about our first Transfiguration lesson, the mouse to goblet. Do you remember how many of the goblets were furry and had tails?"

Blaise nodded.

"Remus told me that's because we were distracted. The spell only works properly if you focus. However this isn't class, it can't be a perfect Transfiguration. So feel free to let you mind wander some. Remember, it only has to look like a lemon drop but it's supposed to still taste like dirt."

Blaise sighed, as interested as he was in this prank, doing a Transfiguration half-arsed irked him. Mind wander? Charlie filled his mind just as he was starting the transfiguration.

Then the sweet transformed.

Harry instantly popped it in his mouth and tasted it, he grinned, "Perfect! At first you taste lemon but then it changes to its original flavour."

Blaise was excited and proud even as he set to work transfiguring each nasty tasting or trick sweet into a lemon drop and adding them to growing pile in the candy dish that the house elf Dobby brought.

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Draco and Sophronia were huddled together with the other members of their House's leadership; the prefects as well as their King, Adrian.

Neville was reluctant to leave Slytherin because Adrian was here. Although he knew he should be helping Gryffindor.

Draco was sipping his cup of chocolate, "So tell me where should we begin? The honour of our House is at stake…"

Sophronia smirked, "Well, obviously, we must use Fred and George's pranks. Greg and I did sell quite a number of them to various Slytherins."

Draco nodded, "Of course, however I would like us to harness all our wits and cunning."

Adrian maybe the purported leader of Slytherin by virtue of being of the bloodline of Slytherin, but he was far from comfortable with it. In his opinion, Draco however seemed to thrive on it, he was a natural leader once one cut away all the narcissistic bull shite.

Sophronia chuckled, "Well, why not use some of our pranks ideas to punish Granger?"

"Like what?" Adrian asked, as King of Slytherin, all pranks done as a House must pass his approval.

"Putting temporary hair dye in the girls shampoo." Sophronia was eager to prank Granger, although she had been looking forward to getting Pansy back. However that sadistic, mad wench was headed to Azkaban, which made her revenge fall to the wayside.

It would be easier to get away with pranking all of the Gryffindor lionesses rather then singling out Granger.

"How would you accomplish that?" sniffed Adrian's counterpart, a Sixth Year Girl's Prefect named Adrienne Rosier.

"Easily, we've already got the Polyjuice. Fred and George always keep a large supply on hand because they never know when they might need it. I'll just use an elf to borrow some hair from Ginny, Luna and Susan's hairbrushes. I'd sneak into their dormitories, add the dye and sneak out again. We were going to use bright, flamboyant colours like hot pink, neon green, florescent orange and peacock blue."

Adrian laughed, "I approve. What else?"

The girls' prefects were thankful that their hair wouldn't be affected by the prank for they preened.

Sophronia wanted to give them a bit of a shove off their pedestals but had to hope, her best friend would do it for her. Knowing that peacock blue would look amazing with those silver Malfoy eyes, she made a mental note to put the blue dye in Luna's shampoo. Green would wash her out and pink was so not Luna's best colour. As for the colour orange, Sophronia detested it. "Well," she said finally speaking, "George just finished something we called Canary creams. He puts a bit of this potion onto custard creams and it makes you into a giant canary for three minutes after you eat it." Sophronia added.

"Oh," said Draco, "we have to use that." Then he snickered, "I've got a wonderful idea. Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs pride themselves on being so nice. I think I'll ask Dreca to retrieve some of papa's Veritaserum. Just imagine what fun it would be to listen to those two Houses afflicted with compulsive truth telling."

"Why not the Ravenclaws?" Sophronia asked, already suspicious of the answer.

"Too dangerous to give to Luna. Besides, it's one thing to let the Beauxbatons delegation participate in the Prank War to prank us. It would be quite another to prank them and I doubt that Madam Maxime would countenance it well."

"True," Adrian nodded."

"What about Trap spells?" asked Caden Warrington, the Seventh Year Boys Prefect.

"Or…maybe a plant like Devil's snare that just ties you up? There's a lot of ivy growing on the castle after all. It wouldn't be hard to charm it to restrain students or tie them up." Neville blurted out.

Draco nodded, "That might be fun. If you think you can do it."

Neville blushed, "Of course I can." He was after all naturally gifted at Herbology and he was finding Charms embarrassingly easy with his new wand.

Adrian smiled at the shy Gryffindor before offering an idea himself, "What about giant conjured spider webs? We can charm them invisible." Adrian was enjoying this, planning a Prank War was the best way for him to ease into the Authority of the Leadership of the House.

"Papa's got this great nonverbal spell that I think could be integrated into a trap, it pulls you upside down and holds you by your ankle."

"What about Dumbledore's robes?" Giselle spoke up; she was the Fifth Year Girls Prefect. "Could we charm them into something less hideous or ostentatious?"

"Or," Sophronia added, " exchanging his hats for one of Fred's inventions, the hat that shrivels up your ear or the one that makes his head disappear."

The list of prank ideas and how to accomplish them went on. With a few of them sneaking away to put things in order, well Draco and Sophronia, leaving Adrian to hold court by himself.

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Fred grabbed the Quidditch team and the rest of Harry's year, meaning Dean and Seamus. Ron was useless, while besotted Neville and Harry were going to be on Slytherin's side sadly. Oh, he couldn't forget Lee. He shouted across the common room, "Lee! Get your mopey arse over here. We've got to plan."

Since the girls' dormitories were off limits and Ron's were mostly empty, he decided to kick the boy out of them.

Once the fourth year boys dormitory was locked and privacy charms were up, Lee spoke, "Plan what?"

"Pranks," Angelina said grinning, "One, two, three, four. We've declared a Prank War."

Lee's face split with a grin and his eyes twinkled, "Prank War?"

"Yeah. Viktor is getting help from George. So we've got to out think him." Fred had every intention of letting his Sídhe side out. He had a score to settle with Granger, Ronnie and Dumbledork.

Seamus snickered, "Prank War huh?" twirling his wand.

Fred snickered, "Indeed, if there is any truth to the rumours that you have a leprechaun ancestor you sure could use one about now."

Seamus frowned, still playing with his wand, "I do…we just don't talk about it."

"Well, I for one don't blame you. I've got strange creature inheritances in my family too. They are perhaps, overfond of pranking." He summoned some leaves of the vine that grew outside Seamus ' old window, "I thought it might be fun to leave Galleons around the school in odd places." He stared at the leaves and they seemed to turn to gold.

Seamus gasped, "How did you do that?"

Fred shrugged, "It's just natural." He was not about to admit that he'd just made Fae gold.

Seamus summoned sand, "I can do that too but I can't use leaves."

Fred watched as the bits of sand also became gold, he recognized the magic and grimaced, "Leprechaun gold."

Seamus nodded, "All of us O'Shaneseys can make it." He frowned, "However, Fergus was forever paying debts with it. I just thought that Leprechaun gold might be fun to have strewn around the castle as well. This merely vanishes for sand has too little magic to support the change."

"This will revert to its original form. I call it Fae Gold. I got the idea from a book." Not daring to mention that he could make it just as easily as perhaps a true Sídhe.

"How did your family end up with a leprechaun ancestor anyway? Sounds a bit odd…" Lee asked curious.

Seamus laughed, "It's rare in our family to have girls, it's mostly an all boy family. It happens amoung some pureblood families like the Weasleys. About three hundred years ago, me ancestors had a daughter Moira. She were small and slim, not more then four foot, ten inches. Rare for a girl to be so short when fully grown, but she were. She had the greenest eyes and long curly red hair; she was also the sweetest of creatures so they said. Moira was eternally shy and they didn't send her away to school. Well her parents had a neighbour, whom they didn't know was a leprechaun. He appeared to be of average height, though he did have reddish hair and bit of a beard. His name was Shamus; he caught a glimpse of the lovely lass one night. He was flitting around with his lantern; she was wearing just a shift with a flimsy silk robe. He lost his heart as he watched her brush her hair. He seduced her and she became pregnant. He disappeared soon after and pretty Moira wasted away from grief. Leaving her beloved bereaved parents to raise her son. Moira died clutching a gold pendant that was crafted into a four-leaf clover. Some say he planned to return and others say he took what he wanted. We've seen neither hide nor hair of him since so we say. Ye might say I'm named for me ancestor the leprechaun Shamus."

"So my friend the leprechaun, you fancy joining me in pranking?" Fred asked.

"Aye." Seamus said his grey-green eyes twinkling in merriment. "So we use some of yer pranks to prank them all. Plus our Fae and Leprechaun gold masquerading as Galleons…"

The Gryffindors continued plotting.

Angelina was excited; it was the first time she'd ever collaborated on a prank. She was a bit wary of participating because of her prefect status but she was excited and wanted to join in regardless.

Dean was thrilled to be included by the House Quidditch team. Since becoming best friends with Seamus, he'd learn to love Quidditch despite his natural enthusiasm for the Muggle sport football.

He'd played on his elementary school team before receiving his Hogwarts letter. He remembered a prank his stepfather- his mother had married a family friend when she discovered she was pregnant with him. His biological father had disappeared. So Damien Thomas was the only father he had. He remembered him laughing about a prank he pulled in high school, "I've got one.".

"Spill." Fred said eagerly.

"I don't know my birth father and I'm the first wizard in my family but I'm close to my mother's husband. He's never treated me differently from my sisters. He's like you Fred only grown up. They used to do pranks when he was a kid at his high school. I remember one; they greased up three pigs, labelling them 1, 2 and 4. Perhaps, we could do something like that." He couldn't wait to owl his dad and tell him about borrowing his prank.

"Oh that sounds like fun!" Angelina's eyes twinkled, "Oh but can I label them in Runes instead of numbers? That might be more fun since it will take them some time to figure out the marks are Runes and then realize that they are numbered."

"Not pigs though," Fred said thoughtfully.

"Sounds interesting mate." Seamus smirked, "I'd use nogtails though. Me seanathair raises them. He's an odd one he is."

"What? Your granddad raises nogtails?" Angelina was shocked.

"Aren't they demons? I remember Professor Lupin telling us about them in class last year." Fred was a bit surprised; "They bring bad luck to a farm."

"Me máthair and aintín Áine lecture him for it. He said his leprechaun blood should balance the bad luck with good. He also raises albino bloodhounds for the Ministry."

"So letting three nogtails loose in the castle could be relatively easy to deal with?" Angelina had to be wary, being a prefect and all.

Seamus smirked, "Oh yes. How soon do you want me seanathair to bring both?"

Fred smirked, "Tomorrow. Can he bring them by half past six? We can sneak down early, Angelina can mark them with her runes and we'll set them loose."

"Me seanathair sometimes pops in to visit me. He'll think it's quite fun to have a part in a prank war. He usually travels with his favourite hound Conan anyway. His nogtails keep their distance from the hounds but they've learnt to mind them. Not sure what his use of them be. He keeps them far from the home farm so they can't suckle his sows. Thus be bringing bad luck upon our farm,"

"I do think we still owe Ron a good prank." Dean said nonchalantly.

"Oh yes." Angelina had no love for him after hearing how he'd treated George.

"What is he most afraid of?" Alicia asked softly.

"Spiders." Fred said immediately, "We didn't like him much when he was little. Was a brat from the start, following us around all the time and was a right little talebearer. We tried to trick him into an unbreakable vow not to do that but we were caught. More's the pity. We turned his precious little stuffed bear into a spider when he was cuddling it. Molly made us sleep on the kitchen and bathroom floors for a week for that. Locked the kitchen cupboards too."

"That woman was a rotten little blighter!" Angelina said indignantly. What nerve she had separating Mr. Weasley from her own brother and stealing their kids to raise as her own. Obviously she treated her own kids differently, you'd have to be blind not to know she disliked Fred and George. Always lecturing and harping at them, never once did she offer to let Percy, Fred or George have a friend for the summer. If Fred or George could have had a friend over Lee would have been over in a heartbeat. To her knowledge neither Bill nor Charlie ever had friends over either.

"What can we do to that imbecile Ron?" Alicia asked, George might not be able to love her back but calling her friend a high-class whore was so heinous it didn't bear thinking.

"We've learned some interesting Transfiguration spells. We're pretty decent at Human Transfiguration. I'm sure we can find a spell or Angelina could modify one. Hermione hasn't really been too fond of Ron since he slapped her. It might be fun to turn her into a spider at the House Table." Fred sneered.

Angelina chuckled, "You are ruthless."

Perhaps, he was 'ruthless' but that Ron and Hermione needed a good knock off their personal pedestals.

"We'll win hands down." Lee pontificated. "We've got Fred."

"Yeah." Seamus and Dean seconded, after all Fred and George were legendary.

"You forget, Durmstrang has George." Fred reminded them.

"You didn't sell all your product did you?" Angelina asked a bit worried.

Fred smirked, "And leave our House with nothing? Perish the thought." he glanced at Lee, "My dear fellow would you please read the list of known products?"

Lee bowed, "Why certainly boss. Fainting fancies, Fever fudge, Nosebleed nougat, Puking pastilles, canary creams, Ton-tongue toffee, Punching telescopes, Extendable ears, Portable swamp, Anti-gravity hat, Headless hat, Billy's hat of horrors, Weasleys' Wildfire Whiz-bangs, Demon box, Creepy crawlies, Nose-biting tea cups, Frog spawn soap, Mysterious Moonlight madness, Weasley's weather in a bottle, Weasley's snowstorm, Weasley's wet weather, Tiny twister Midnight."

"I say we convince an elf to replace all of Dumbledork's hats with our Wheezes hats. The Demon box needs proper testing. I think we should leave it in his personal rooms with the lid off. Perhaps, we should replace the Hufflepuffs' telescopes with our own we should have enough for one year, maybe two. As for the Portable Swamp I say we place that on the third floor between the Charms Corridor and the Defense classroom."

"Maybe we could add dogbugs to the swamp that might be fun." Lee snickered.

Alicia protested, "Too much trouble."

"Between our demon box, hat swapping, portable swamps." His eyes twinkled, "We just finished the Peruvian instant Darkness powder. Peeves has a soft spot for us. I'm sure it wouldn't be too much trouble to ask him to grease the hallways or to toss our Instant Darkness Powder around." Fred was pleased with himself and said in a singsong voice, "Oh Peeves my old friend."

There was a loud sound like a raspberry and then Peeves popped in.

"Peeves bin wonderin' when his ole pal Fred be callin' him."

"Peeves would you like to help us win the Prank War?"

Peeves' eyes glittered with malice, "Help? What be in it for Peeves?"

"More reign to torment students?" Fred offered, the things he came up with when letting his prankster side that bordered on the malicious thanks to his inheritance.

Angelina looked at him and tried to catch his attention and shook her head.

Peeves snickered, "Peeves be in. What Master Fred be wantin'?"

"Oh just a few little favours."

"What favours be those?"

"Greasing Hallways. Tossing powder to make it darker then moonless nights. Oh and tossing one of my tornado in a bottle in the library to torment Madam Pince. Be sure to break the bottle my favourite poltergeist."

Peeves chortled, "Greasing Hallways? Master Fred be wanting Peeves to do that?"

"Oh can you come up with a new song? Something as terribly malicious as Potter you Rotter. Oh and do make it for our dear Dumbles." Fred said irreverently.

"Oh Dumbles you Bumbles! You think you're so grand! Have you forgotten you're not quite a man? Your glamour slipped once! Peeves saw it all! Peeves sees all! Peeves sees all! You're not a leader you're less then a door! One can see through you rotten old coot! How do you feel now that we're givin' you the boot!" Peeves broke into mocking laughter.

Angelina sighed sometimes Fred was just awful…

Between the House Quidditch Team, Dean, Seamus and Peeves it looked like Gryffindor was off to a great start.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

A/N: For those of you extremely curious to certain questions such as what Fred's inheritance is, what was in the rest of the letter from Gringotts' Remus didn't read said. What happened when Sirius I questioned Riddle and extracted memories, whether Riddle is mentally salvageable, more insight into the side couples- Viktor and George as well as Charlie and Blaise ect, perhaps what is going to happen when Andromeda wakes- what happens in Sirius I's manor or other scenes that don't fit in this story but might be of interest. So I've posted the first five scenes under the title of Unlikely Heroes: Fallen Feathers, Mirrored Scales for your enjoyment. in case my Unlikely Heroes readers don't have me on Author alert I thought I'd posted about it here. It's dedicated to my favorite reviewer Child of the sea96, one of many I promise.

I'd welcome chapter suggestions for it. So far I've posted Fred's inheritance, Severus' Nightmare, The Gringotts' Report, Lucius and Severus' Bonding/Draco's Adoption and Percy moves/dumps Penelope. I hope you enjoy them if you decide to read.
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