Polyjuice Mayhem - part 2
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snapealinaTitle: Polyjuice Mayhem
Author: snapealina
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Genre: humour (with a hint of romance) • Rating: PG-13 • Warnings: massive use of Polyjuice Potion! Beware of silliness and some light slash, male x male kissing
Pairing: Severus/the twins, Severus/Remus • Characters: Severus, Fred, George, Remus, some OCs and other students and staff at Hogwarts.
Word Count: 13450
Summary: The Weasley-twins wants revenge on Severus, but you don’t mess with Severus Snape and get away with it!
A/N: A big thank you goes tovalkyriekat and lindeluren for all your help and incredible patience! I could not have done this without the two of you!
I hope you all like the final product.
Enjoy :)
Polyjuice Mayhem
Part II
It seemed like a completely normal day at Hogwarts. Severus Snape went to get ready for the first of his morning classes, Slytherin and Gryffindor first years. He had just started preparing for the lesson when a tiny black haired girl walked into the classroom. Severus recognized Hortensia Merkeley, one of his first year Slytherins, a quiet, but clever girl. What was she doing here this early? It was twenty minutes before the lesson started. Severus looked at her suspiciously. “Can I help you Miss Merkeley?” he asked.
The little girl looked at him with her big brown eyes and shook her head. “No, Professor. I just wanted to get ready for class.” She answered and found her seat. She started taking her things out of her bag.
Severus looked at her for a minute, quite confused, but soon continued preparing the instructions and the ingredients. He looked up from his desk and saw that Miss Merkeley was sitting at her regular seat, potions book out. Quill, ink and parchment ready on her desk, just looking at him.
The other students started arriving after a while and Severus forgot all about the strange girl staring at him. The lesson started and he gave the class the instructions for today’s lesson and put them to work.
After a while he noticed that Miss Merkeley hadn’t touched her cauldron or prepared any of the ingredients.
“Is there a problem, Miss Merkeley,” he asked.
“No, Professor,” the little girl answered.
“Then why aren’t you working, Miss Merkeley?” Severus continued.
The girl blushed but didn’t take her eyes off him, something Severus found very strange. Usually when he talked to students they immediately looked at the floor.
“I was hoping that you would show me how, Professor.” Hortensia Merkeley answered with a tiny smile.
“Show you how?” Severus was shocked. “If you’re not planning on taking this class seriously Miss Merkeley, I suggest you leave my classroom straight away.”
“No please, Sir. I want to stay,” the Slytherin girl begged with big brown eyes. “I want to stay in your class.”
“Very well,” Severus nodded. “But get to work this instant, or I’ll give you a detention with Filch.”
The girl nodded and started preparing her cauldron.
Severus turned her back on her and started walking around the classroom looking at the other students working.
“What was all that about?” Severus thought to himself. He had never experienced a student acting like that before. And especially not one from his own house.
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“Yes, what is it, Miss Ronton?” Severus Snape had just dismissed his N.E.W.T. students but the Ravenclaw girl still hadn’t left his classroom. She just stood there, smiling at him in a completely bizarre way.
“Class is over, Miss Ronton, and since you apparently don’t have any questions, it’s about time for you to get to your next lesson.” Snape tried to stay calm while the girl stepped even closer.
“Oh, but you’re wrong, Professor.” She was standing so close to him now that Severus Snape was afraid to breathe to give her the wrong impression. “I do have a question.”
Severus took a step back, only to being followed again.
“Miss Ronton, will you stop this inappropriate behaviour immediately!” Severus Snape hissed at his student and stepped away from her.
“Oh I’m so sorry, Professor.” Rhonda Ronton smiled at him seductively. “I just can’t help myself.”
“Now, what do you want to ask me?” Severus tried to ignore her last comment and stay as indifferent as he possibly could.
“I was wondering,” Rhonda Ronton whispered in his ear. “Are you married?”
“First of all, Miss Ronton, that is not a school related question, and second, that is my personal life, and none of your concern. Now will you please leave my classroom?”
“That means no, then? Do you have a girlfriend?”
“Get out, Miss Ronton!”
“I can’t believe a sexy wizard like you don’t have a girlfriend. Would you go out with a student?”
“Miss Ronton, you have now earned yourself a detention, and 20 points taken from Ravenclaw.”
“Will that be detention with you? What time? What shall I wear?”
“You will get at note with the details during the next week. Goodbye Miss Ronton!”
Snape managed to lock the door after her.
What in Merlin’s name was going on? Rhonda Ronton was one of his best potions students, and she had hardly said more than ten words during her more than six years at Hogwarts. What had gotten into her? Love potion? Or a dare? The only thing Severus knew for sure was that he certainly was not going to tell anyone about this incident. He started preparing for his next class, but his mind was so confused that he hadn’t managed to do much before the next group entered his classroom.
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It was dinner and Severus scowled at the Great Hall. His eyes fell quickly at the Ravenclaw table where a certain Miss Ronton sat together with her fellow Ravenclaws. She looked out of place and quite ill. Not at all like she had been just two hours earlier today. Severus was relieved that she wasn’t behaving like she had done earlier. His glance slid across the room and everything else seemed perfectly normal.
At the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy was the centre of attention his usual cronies laughing at every joke and getting a lot of admiring looks from the Slytherin girls. The Ravenclaw table was more quiet. Most of the students were eating and talking quietly with each other and some were reading while eating. The Hufflepuff table was full of life. And at the Gryffindor table the Weasley twins were laughing so hard the other Gryffindors were starting to get embarrassed. Yes, everything seemed perfectly normal.
Severus finished his meal, went back to his office, wrote a note to Miss Ronton about her detention with Filch the following Saturday and went to his chambers.
Severus was getting frustrated. What the heck was going on? First an eleven year old girl was staring at him with dreamy eyes and now a seventeen year old was coming on to him. He hadn’t worked on his attitude towards his students to become the great object of affection. Something was going on, and Severus was determined to find out what.
He sat down in a chair next to his fireplace with an old Muggle book and a cup of tea. He lived for these moments; all alone with a book, no one to bother him, and especially no love struck Ravenclaws.
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Later that day, Severus had a free period and was sitting in the staff room reading the Daily Prophet when Minerva McGonagall and Sybil Trelawney walked into the room. They nodded politely to Severus, who nodded back. He continued reading, but couldn’t help but overhearing the conversation the two colleagues were having.
“I can’t believe the students these days.” McGonagall said amused. “If I said things like that to my teachers in my days, I would have been expelled faster than I could say my own name.”
“I know,” Trelawney said in her usual dreamy voice.
“It’s a good thing she handled it so well.” McGonagall continued. “If that was me I would have hexed his broomstick a certain place.”
Trelawney giggled. “Minerva…”
Severus couldn’t believe his ears. He had never heard his colleagues talk like that. But they had a point. Maybe they knew something about what was going on.
“It seems as the whole place has gone to the dogs these days. Total lack of respect for the teachers, I say.” Severus addressed the two women, who both startled at the sound of his voice.
“Oh, Severus. I didn’t know you were listening.” Minerva McGonagall smiled carefully.
“The students are behaving really inappropriate these days. I don’t know what has gotten into them.” Severus stood up and went over to them. “It seems as if the students think it is appropriate behaviour to speak to their teachers in a well too flattering way.”
“What do you mean, Severus?” Minerva looked at him.
Trelawney giggled again. “You don’t mean to tell us that the students are hitting on you?”
Severus could feel his face flush, but tried desperately to stay as neutral as he possibly could. Why had he just admitted this to these two?
“Well, Severus. I’m not surprised that this finally happened.” Minerva approached him and put a friendly arm on his shoulder. “It was only a matter of time before the students realized what we have done for years.”
Severus was even more confused. What was she talking about? “Realized what?”
“Oh, I thought you were a clever man, Severus.” Minerva said, her hand started stroking his shoulder in a way that was not just friendly. “You are a handsome man, and we have all known that for years. It was about time that the students did too.” She smiled at him and Severus started feeling very uncomfortable.
Trelawney rose from her seat and went over to the two. “You’re right Minerva. But it’s too bad really.”
“Why is that?” Minerva asked.
“Because if the students also start showing interest in him, then it means there’s more competition for us.” She put on a sad face and winked at Severus who started blinking frantically. This wasn’t happening. This was NOT happening!
He stormed out of the staff room and down to the Potions classroom. He started preparing for his next class, but found himself breaking several jars by smashing them too hard on his desk. He sat down at his desk, his face buried in his hands.
What was going on? Someone was definitely playing a trick on him. But who? And how? When Miss Ronton started showing interest in him, he was flattered, he admitted. He had never been popular with the opposite sex. Not the same sex either for that matter. But four females in one day? That was not a coincidence.
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Things seemed to have calmed down the rest of the week, but it was in the middle of the staff meeting the following week when Severus started noticing that something was completely wrong. Dolores Umbridge was going on and on about Ministry Regulations and Educational Decrees but no one was paying her much attention.
It was by chance that Severus suddenly saw that Filius Flitwick was looking at him each time his eyes wandered in his direction. Flitwick was looking away when he met Severus’ glaze, but he kept staring at him when he thought Severus was not looking.
Finally Umbridge was finished ranting and they were all dismissed. Severus jumped up from his seat and rushed over to Flitwick. “What?” he looked at him, eyebrows raised and a furious look on his face.
“What?” Flitwick looked at him, all innocently.
“Don’t pretend that you don’t know what I’m talking about, Flitwick.” Severus was fuming. “You have been staring at me through the entire meeting. Is there’s something on my face or my robes or something?”
“It’s not that, Severus.” Flitwick looked quite tiny where he stood looking up at Severus’ angry face. Flitwick smiled. “I was just wondering. Have you started using a new shampoo? Your hair is so shiny today.”
Severus lost it. He picked up little Professor Flitwick and started yelling at him. “What is up with everybody these days? Why are you doing this to me?”
Minerva McGonagall rushed over to them. “Severus, what are you doing? Put him down this very moment!” she said with her stern voice. “What is with you today?”
Severus merely looked at her. “Like you don’t know,” he scowled at her. “You and Trelawney acting like two giggling little schoolgirls.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Severus.” Minerva looked bewildered, but angry. “But put Filius down before you hurt him.”
Severus let go off his grip on Flitwick and turned to Minerva. “I don’t know what you all are playing at, but I’m sure as heck going to find out!”
He looked at the other staff members, who looked as shocked as Minerva. The only exception was Umbridge who was now scribbling frantically on a piece of parchment while looking at Severus who scowled at everyone and left the room, slamming the door after him.
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“What the hell is going on?” Severus yelled as he walked rapidly through the doors of his chambers. He slammed the door behind him and went straight over to a cupboard where he kept his Firewhiskey. He really needed a drink right now.
“What’s the matter, Severus?” A soft voice came from behind him, making him jump and spill the drink all over himself.
“Oh, this is just perfect!” Severus sighed. “Don’t do that to me, Lupin.”
Remus Lupin approached him with a smile. “I’m sorry, Severus. But I really thought you knew I was here. I take it you’ve had a bad day?”
“That’s the understatement of the year.” Severus sighed and poured another drink, handing it to Remus before he poured one for himself.
He sat down on the sofa and Remus followed. “What’s happened, Severus?” Remus asked, carefully stroking Severus’ hand.
“The lot of them are going crazy that’s what.” Severus “Either that, or I’m going crazy!”
“Tell me, Severus.” Remus looked at him with a pleading look. “Maybe I can help. I won’t tell anyone.” Remus promised.
“I know you won’t, because then I would kill you, Lupin.” Severus scowled at him.
”Whoa, Severus. No need for that.” Remus looked scared.
“I’m sorry, Remus. This situation has just made me so angry.” Severus said as he was taking a sip of his drink.
“I can tell…”
The two wizards just sat in the sofa for a couple of minutes. Remus was merely looking at Severus’ facial expressions as Severus’ mind was working on high speed to get his mind around what was going on.
So far two students and three of his co-workers had started to pay attention to him in a way he did not care for. What had gotten into them? Were they under the Imperius Curse perhaps? But who would use an Unforgivable for something like that? But it had to be something like that. There was no way that Flitwick or Minerva would ever do something like that out of own free will. He could not speak for Trelawney or the students. Merlin knows what goes on in their puny minds. But the fact that this had all happened in a very short period of time told Severus that it was not a common infatuation he was dealing with. It had to be the Imperius. But who? That was an even bigger question now. It was obviously none of his newly converted “fans”.
Severus was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice that Remus now had left his side. He didn’t notice until Remus came back and stood right in front of him.
“I understand that you have lot on your mind, Severus, but I’m only here for tonight. Do you think you can either tell me what’s going on, or let me help you get your mind off things?” Remus looked at him pleadingly.
Severus looked up at the scarred face of his lover and smiled. “Sure.”
Remus took his hand and led him into the bedroom.
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Severus heard a knock on the door. ”Now isn’t this just perfect,” Severus said to himself. Who was disturbing him at this time? He was looking forward to a night alone with Remus and that definitely didn’t include anyone else. The person on the other side of the door kept knocking, and Severus was getting irritated.
He got up and got dressed quickly; put on the most annoyed face he could muster and went to open the door. The person kept on knocking and Severus yelled at the door. “I’m coming!” He grabbed the door handle and the door flung open and he stared right into the face of Remus Lupin.
Severus’ jaw dropped.
”Hello, Severus,” Remus beamed at him. “What took you so long? Can I come in?”
Severus was so confused that he didn’t know exactly how to answer, so he let Remus in. Remus walked in and sat casually down on the sofa.
“So, Dumbledore called me here for some Order business and I thought I’d just pop in to say hello.” Remus said.
Severus merely looked at him. He was so taken aback by all this he didn’t quite know what to say, but his eyes kept looking at the bedroom door where he had just left the werewolf seconds ago.
“Order business?” Severus’ mind was completely thrown off guard. “What are you talking about?”
Remus got up from his seat and approached Severus. He was standing inches from his face.
“Well, truth be told,” Remus whispered. “I didn’t just come to say hello.”
“Remus, I don’t understand…” Severus tried to interrupt.
“Oh, it’s quite simple, Severus.” Remus continued. “I came here to say that I just can’t stop thinking about you, and I wonder if you have thought about me.”
“Thought about you?” Severus asked.
“Yes, thought about me,” Remus continued. “I think about you all the time, Severus. The way you always own every room you ever walk into, the sexy way you walk. The way your voice keeps sending shivers down my spine and hit me straight in the….”
“I get the picture,” Severus jumped away from Remus. “Excuse me; I just have to check something.”
Severus went over to the bedroom door and peered into the next room. There, in his bed, lay a sleeping Remus Lupin, just as he had left him. He looked at the sleeping werewolf in his bed, and then at the person standing smiling in the other room.
It was happening again! Someone was toying with him, but this time Severus realized what was happening. And he would not stand here and be made a total fool of.
“Well, Lupin.” he said, walking towards the imposture with a smirk on his face. “When you put it that way.” He kept walking towards the man and saw his face getting more and more insecure with every inch.
Severus put his hand on the so-called Remus Lupin’s chest. “I can then assure you that I have NOT been thinking about you! Get out NOW!” He pushed Lupin around and sent him in the direction of the door. He slammed the door behind him and walked rapidly back to his bedroom.
He took a pillow and threw it at the sleeping werewolf. “Wake up, Lupin!”
Lupin jumped up. “What?” he yelled confused.
“You haven’t used a time turner today right? Nor are you in any kind of situation that require the use of one?” Severus looked at him.
“Er… no.” Remus answered while rubbing his eyes. He looked utterly bewildered. “Why?”
“Because you just knocked on my door…”
“What? But I… What?”
“Exactly…”
“What the hell are you talking about, Severus?” Remus was getting annoyed for not understanding.
“Polyjuice! That’s it! It has to be!” Severus exclaimed.
“OK, I’m getting tired of this, Severus. If you don’t tell me what is going on, I’m leaving.”
“Fine,” Severus said.
He sat down on the bed and told Remus everything that had happened. About love struck Ravenclaws, about first years with dreamy expression, about Minerva and Sybil, about Filius, and last about the fake Remus that had just visited him.
Remus couldn’t stop laughing. “Well, who can blame them?” he chuckled and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek.
“It’s not funny, Remus.” Severus scowled back.
“Er… yes it is, Severus.” Remus smiled back. “I know you don’t think so now, but you must admit that whoever did this had a brilliant idea of how to get you.”
“But who can it be?” Remus asked. “Have you done anything to upset anyone lately? To make them want revenge?”
“Take a pick…” Severus muttered back and they both started laughing.
“But the next person that tries anything funny will not be let easily off the hook.” Severus stated after a while.
“Just remember Severus, that if it is Polyjuice, it’s not actually that person that is messing with you. So don’t go giving detention to innocent victims, even if they are Gryffindors.”
“Well, that, Remus, is one of the perks of being a Hogwarts teacher. Besides, no student is completely innocent…” Severus smiled back.
“Severus!” Remus looked at him with a serious look on his face. “Promise me!”
“Oh alright.” Severus muttered. ”I promise.”
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Severus had been on alert ever since the fake Remus Lupin had visited him, and he was determined to find out who it was. But nothing out of the ordinary had happened, not at least as far as Severus could tell, and he was beginning to think that the person had had his fun with him.
However, one afternoon while teaching the fifth years he suddenly realised that Hermione Granger was being exceptionally clumsy in her preparation for the aging potion. He also noticed that she was looking at him more than was absolutely necessary. Severus was starting to get suspicious, and with good reason.
Miss Granger was definitely staring at him, and Severus could have sworn he saw her winking at him on one occasion.
Severus knew that this was the only reassurance he needed and decided to test out his Polyjuice-theory.
“Miss Granger, is there a problem with your eye?” Severus scowled at his student.
“Er… What?” the girl looked confusedly at him. “No.”
“Then focus on your work, will you. Ten points from Gryffindor for not staying on task.”
The rest of the Gryffindors moaned.
Severus smirked to himself. He was not letting this Hermione Granger off the hook, no matter who she was.
The class continued working on their potions and Severus kept a close eye on Miss Granger. The work she was doing was far from her usual standard and it didn’t take long before her potion was dark brown goo instead of thin liquid blue.
“Miss Granger,” Severus called out. “Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your eye?”
“Yes, sir,” Hermione answered.
“Look at your potion? Is it supposed to look like something that comes out of one of Hagrid’s many strange creatures?”
“Er… no?” Hermione looked uncertain at him.
“It looks as something that comes out of Hagrid,” Draco snorted and the Slytherins burst into laughter.
“Quiet, Mr. Malfoy.” Severus’ voice broke through the crowd and looked at Hermione again. “Are you being cheeky, Miss Granger?” he asked.
“No, sir.” Hermione said, but Severus noticed that she struggled to hold back a smile.
“You shall stay behind after class, Miss Granger. We need to settle the terms of your detention. And another ten points from Gryffindor.”
The rest of the Gryffindors moaned even louder than earlier.
“And that will be an extra ten points if you don’t go back to work this instant.” He addressed the whole class.
The other students went quickly back to their tasks in fear of losing more points. He noticed that Hermione Granger quickly took out a small phial and drank from it. He smiled to himself. He was indeed dealing with Polyjuice potion here.
“Well Miss Granger,” Severus said after the last student had walked through the door. “It seems as you think it is acceptable to be rude during my class.”
“I wasn’t rude,” the Gryffindor broke in.
“Is that so?” Severus asked as he started to walk around her in a circle.
“You asked me if there was something wrong with my eye, and there isn’t. My eye works perfectly.” Hermione answered just as cheekily as she had in class.
Severus stopped right in front of her and stared at her. “What is this really about, Miss Granger?”
Hermione smiled and winked at him again.
“Do you think this is funny, Miss Granger?” Severus was standing so close to the girl he could almost hear her heart beat fiercely.
Hermione struggled to keep herself from laughing.
“Sit down, Miss Granger.” Severus said suddenly.
“What?” Hermione looked confused.
”Apparently there’s something wrong with your ears as well,” Severus muttered. “I said, sit down.”
Hermione sat down on the nearest chair while Severus sat down behind his desk. He looked at the time and started to look at the potions the fifth years had just handed in. Severus had a hard time not being tempted to look at the confused person at the seat in front of him, but he tried to stay focused on the potions.
Every time Hermione tried to speak Severus merely lifted a finger to signal her to shut up. They did this for about fifty minutes.
Severus could tell that the girl was becoming extremely nervous now, but Severus wasn’t about to let this person off the hook. He got up from his seat and commanded Granger to do the same.
He started circling around her as he had previously, and this time he swore he could hear her heart pound nervously. He also saw that the smile on her face wasn’t as genuine as it had been.
Severus circled around her for a while before he stopped right in front of her. Their faces were merely inches apart. Severus tried to look into the students eyes, but Miss Granger’s eyes were not meeting his.
“I just wanted to let you know that the fun is over.” Severus started. “I know what you are…” Suddenly he got interrupted when Hermione Granger kissed him right on the lips.
Severus was so caught by surprise that he didn’t manage to grab a hold of the girl as she ran out of the classroom. He stormed after her and saw a boy with flaming red hair running down the corridor.
“Weasley,” Severus hissed. “I should have known.”
But which of them was it? Then it dawned on Severus. He had just been kissed by a Weasley! The thought made Severus want to throw up. He stormed into his classroom desperately looking for something to get the Weasley taste out of his mouth. Then there was a knock on the door and Neville Longbottom came into his classroom.
“Haven’t you ever heard of manners, Longbottom.” Severus yelled while looking for anything to clean his mouth.
“I’m sorry Professor, but I knocked.” Neville said cautiously.
“You knocked…” Severus stopped looking in the drawers and stared at the boy instead. ”What do you want Longbottom? Have you come here to blow up another one of the cauldrons? You couldn’t wait until Thursday?”
“I was just wondering, Professor. If you could give me any extra potions lessons?” Neville stuttered.
Severus looked at him. “You what?”
”It’s just that you are so good at potions, and I get so nervous around you and your awesomeness in class, so I was wondering if you could teach me some things. Maybe being alone with you will help my concentration?” Neville gave him a nervous smile.
Severus was about to answer this outrageous question when the door flung open and Fred Weasley stormed in.
“Er, Neville. Can you come here for a minute?” Fred Weasley looked terrified.
“Why are you interrupting us, Mr. Weasley.” Severus tried to sound as angry as he could, but was having trouble not laughing at the sight of the two confused and scared boys. “We were just discussing extra potions lessons for Mr. Longbottom here, and I must say that I think it’s a very good idea. We could start tomorrow night, Mr. Longbottom.”
“Er, I don’t think it would be necessary after all, Professor Snape.” Neville stuttered before running out of the classroom.
Severus smirked. He was a bit disappointed in himself for not realizing it was the Weasley-twins to begin with, but at least now he could start planning his revenge. The mongrels would not get away with this!
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“What are you planning exactly Severus?” Remus was getting real curious.
Severus gave his lover a big smile and pulled out a phial with brown goo in it.
“Polyjuice?” Remus asked.
“What else?” Severus smiled. “I’m showing these idiots that three can play this game.”
“Make that four, I want in!” Remus chuckled.
“I have already made arrangements with Minerva and Filius, and some of the other victims of this prank, so technically we are a whole group. We will teach these morons that you don’t mess with Severus Snape!” Severus proclaimed.
“Unless he wants you to,” Remus laughed and kissed him on the cheek.
Severus smirked, and told Remus everything in his plan, enjoying the reactions from his lover as he told him what he was planning to do to the poor twins.
“Severus, you’re evil.” Remus laughed.
“Why, thank you.” Severus smiled back.
“I must say you surprise me.” Remus said. “I would never ever have believed that you of all people would come up with a plan like that?”
“Why?” Severus wondered.
“It’s just so unlike you. I really want to be a part of this. It seems like the revelation of the century. People will talk about this for years.”
“I understand that, but it’s too risky. You can’t be here when it happens. People would find out about us.” Severus stroked the face of his lover.
“I know, Severus. But I wished that I could stay and watch this. Can’t I take some of that Polyjuice and pretend to be someone else?”
“I don’t have a bucket full of it, you know. I only have just enough to make the plan work, and I wouldn’t risk your potion wearing off in the middle of the Great Hall either. What if something happens and the time drags out?
Remus looked disappointed.
“I’ll make sure Colin Creevey is in the room. Will that help?” Severus chuckled.
Remus’ face turned into a huge grin.
“Promise?”
“I promise! But I do need your help with one little detail.”
“Or course I’ll help you, Severus.” Remus Lupin grinned. “I thought you would never ask. What do you want me to do?”
“I have taken care of almost everything, but I can’t be two places at the same time. The only thing you need to do go and talk to George Weasley.” Severus smirked. “I hope you’re a good actor.”
“Do you really need to ask me that?” Remus laughed. “Who do you think makes up excuses and weird stories every time I come to see you. Sirius still thinks that you have made some weird adjustment to my potion so that it doesn’t handle travelling anymore. That’s why I have to go away every month. And don’t get me started on the stories I have to tell him when I go away during other times of the cycle.”
“I’m sure you’ll do great, Lupin.” Severus smiled.
Remus started laughing. “I just thought that if Sirius had heard this conversation his ears would probably fall off in shock. He would never believe that either of us can be planning such a thing. He would be so jealous.
“Well isn’t that a life long goal fulfilled then?” Severus said sarcastically. “I’m out-pranking the master of mischief.”
“Well you are, Severus. And I’m proud of you.”
“So the Prefect in you isn’t going to stop me?” Severus joked back.
“Nah…” Remus smiled.
Author: snapealina
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lindeluren Genre: humour (with a hint of romance) • Rating: PG-13 • Warnings: massive use of Polyjuice Potion! Beware of silliness and some light slash, male x male kissing
Pairing: Severus/the twins, Severus/Remus • Characters: Severus, Fred, George, Remus, some OCs and other students and staff at Hogwarts.
Word Count: 13450
Summary: The Weasley-twins wants revenge on Severus, but you don’t mess with Severus Snape and get away with it!
A/N: A big thank you goes to
valkyriekat and lindeluren for all your help and incredible patience! I could not have done this without the two of you! I hope you all like the final product.
Enjoy :)
Polyjuice Mayhem
Part II
It seemed like a completely normal day at Hogwarts. Severus Snape went to get ready for the first of his morning classes, Slytherin and Gryffindor first years. He had just started preparing for the lesson when a tiny black haired girl walked into the classroom. Severus recognized Hortensia Merkeley, one of his first year Slytherins, a quiet, but clever girl. What was she doing here this early? It was twenty minutes before the lesson started. Severus looked at her suspiciously. “Can I help you Miss Merkeley?” he asked.
The little girl looked at him with her big brown eyes and shook her head. “No, Professor. I just wanted to get ready for class.” She answered and found her seat. She started taking her things out of her bag.
Severus looked at her for a minute, quite confused, but soon continued preparing the instructions and the ingredients. He looked up from his desk and saw that Miss Merkeley was sitting at her regular seat, potions book out. Quill, ink and parchment ready on her desk, just looking at him.
The other students started arriving after a while and Severus forgot all about the strange girl staring at him. The lesson started and he gave the class the instructions for today’s lesson and put them to work.
After a while he noticed that Miss Merkeley hadn’t touched her cauldron or prepared any of the ingredients.
“Is there a problem, Miss Merkeley,” he asked.
“No, Professor,” the little girl answered.
“Then why aren’t you working, Miss Merkeley?” Severus continued.
The girl blushed but didn’t take her eyes off him, something Severus found very strange. Usually when he talked to students they immediately looked at the floor.
“I was hoping that you would show me how, Professor.” Hortensia Merkeley answered with a tiny smile.
“Show you how?” Severus was shocked. “If you’re not planning on taking this class seriously Miss Merkeley, I suggest you leave my classroom straight away.”
“No please, Sir. I want to stay,” the Slytherin girl begged with big brown eyes. “I want to stay in your class.”
“Very well,” Severus nodded. “But get to work this instant, or I’ll give you a detention with Filch.”
The girl nodded and started preparing her cauldron.
Severus turned her back on her and started walking around the classroom looking at the other students working.
“What was all that about?” Severus thought to himself. He had never experienced a student acting like that before. And especially not one from his own house.
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“Yes, what is it, Miss Ronton?” Severus Snape had just dismissed his N.E.W.T. students but the Ravenclaw girl still hadn’t left his classroom. She just stood there, smiling at him in a completely bizarre way.
“Class is over, Miss Ronton, and since you apparently don’t have any questions, it’s about time for you to get to your next lesson.” Snape tried to stay calm while the girl stepped even closer.
“Oh, but you’re wrong, Professor.” She was standing so close to him now that Severus Snape was afraid to breathe to give her the wrong impression. “I do have a question.”
Severus took a step back, only to being followed again.
“Miss Ronton, will you stop this inappropriate behaviour immediately!” Severus Snape hissed at his student and stepped away from her.
“Oh I’m so sorry, Professor.” Rhonda Ronton smiled at him seductively. “I just can’t help myself.”
“Now, what do you want to ask me?” Severus tried to ignore her last comment and stay as indifferent as he possibly could.
“I was wondering,” Rhonda Ronton whispered in his ear. “Are you married?”
“First of all, Miss Ronton, that is not a school related question, and second, that is my personal life, and none of your concern. Now will you please leave my classroom?”
“That means no, then? Do you have a girlfriend?”
“Get out, Miss Ronton!”
“I can’t believe a sexy wizard like you don’t have a girlfriend. Would you go out with a student?”
“Miss Ronton, you have now earned yourself a detention, and 20 points taken from Ravenclaw.”
“Will that be detention with you? What time? What shall I wear?”
“You will get at note with the details during the next week. Goodbye Miss Ronton!”
Snape managed to lock the door after her.
What in Merlin’s name was going on? Rhonda Ronton was one of his best potions students, and she had hardly said more than ten words during her more than six years at Hogwarts. What had gotten into her? Love potion? Or a dare? The only thing Severus knew for sure was that he certainly was not going to tell anyone about this incident. He started preparing for his next class, but his mind was so confused that he hadn’t managed to do much before the next group entered his classroom.
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It was dinner and Severus scowled at the Great Hall. His eyes fell quickly at the Ravenclaw table where a certain Miss Ronton sat together with her fellow Ravenclaws. She looked out of place and quite ill. Not at all like she had been just two hours earlier today. Severus was relieved that she wasn’t behaving like she had done earlier. His glance slid across the room and everything else seemed perfectly normal.
At the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy was the centre of attention his usual cronies laughing at every joke and getting a lot of admiring looks from the Slytherin girls. The Ravenclaw table was more quiet. Most of the students were eating and talking quietly with each other and some were reading while eating. The Hufflepuff table was full of life. And at the Gryffindor table the Weasley twins were laughing so hard the other Gryffindors were starting to get embarrassed. Yes, everything seemed perfectly normal.
Severus finished his meal, went back to his office, wrote a note to Miss Ronton about her detention with Filch the following Saturday and went to his chambers.
Severus was getting frustrated. What the heck was going on? First an eleven year old girl was staring at him with dreamy eyes and now a seventeen year old was coming on to him. He hadn’t worked on his attitude towards his students to become the great object of affection. Something was going on, and Severus was determined to find out what.
He sat down in a chair next to his fireplace with an old Muggle book and a cup of tea. He lived for these moments; all alone with a book, no one to bother him, and especially no love struck Ravenclaws.
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Later that day, Severus had a free period and was sitting in the staff room reading the Daily Prophet when Minerva McGonagall and Sybil Trelawney walked into the room. They nodded politely to Severus, who nodded back. He continued reading, but couldn’t help but overhearing the conversation the two colleagues were having.
“I can’t believe the students these days.” McGonagall said amused. “If I said things like that to my teachers in my days, I would have been expelled faster than I could say my own name.”
“I know,” Trelawney said in her usual dreamy voice.
“It’s a good thing she handled it so well.” McGonagall continued. “If that was me I would have hexed his broomstick a certain place.”
Trelawney giggled. “Minerva…”
Severus couldn’t believe his ears. He had never heard his colleagues talk like that. But they had a point. Maybe they knew something about what was going on.
“It seems as the whole place has gone to the dogs these days. Total lack of respect for the teachers, I say.” Severus addressed the two women, who both startled at the sound of his voice.
“Oh, Severus. I didn’t know you were listening.” Minerva McGonagall smiled carefully.
“The students are behaving really inappropriate these days. I don’t know what has gotten into them.” Severus stood up and went over to them. “It seems as if the students think it is appropriate behaviour to speak to their teachers in a well too flattering way.”
“What do you mean, Severus?” Minerva looked at him.
Trelawney giggled again. “You don’t mean to tell us that the students are hitting on you?”
Severus could feel his face flush, but tried desperately to stay as neutral as he possibly could. Why had he just admitted this to these two?
“Well, Severus. I’m not surprised that this finally happened.” Minerva approached him and put a friendly arm on his shoulder. “It was only a matter of time before the students realized what we have done for years.”
Severus was even more confused. What was she talking about? “Realized what?”
“Oh, I thought you were a clever man, Severus.” Minerva said, her hand started stroking his shoulder in a way that was not just friendly. “You are a handsome man, and we have all known that for years. It was about time that the students did too.” She smiled at him and Severus started feeling very uncomfortable.
Trelawney rose from her seat and went over to the two. “You’re right Minerva. But it’s too bad really.”
“Why is that?” Minerva asked.
“Because if the students also start showing interest in him, then it means there’s more competition for us.” She put on a sad face and winked at Severus who started blinking frantically. This wasn’t happening. This was NOT happening!
He stormed out of the staff room and down to the Potions classroom. He started preparing for his next class, but found himself breaking several jars by smashing them too hard on his desk. He sat down at his desk, his face buried in his hands.
What was going on? Someone was definitely playing a trick on him. But who? And how? When Miss Ronton started showing interest in him, he was flattered, he admitted. He had never been popular with the opposite sex. Not the same sex either for that matter. But four females in one day? That was not a coincidence.
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Things seemed to have calmed down the rest of the week, but it was in the middle of the staff meeting the following week when Severus started noticing that something was completely wrong. Dolores Umbridge was going on and on about Ministry Regulations and Educational Decrees but no one was paying her much attention.
It was by chance that Severus suddenly saw that Filius Flitwick was looking at him each time his eyes wandered in his direction. Flitwick was looking away when he met Severus’ glaze, but he kept staring at him when he thought Severus was not looking.
Finally Umbridge was finished ranting and they were all dismissed. Severus jumped up from his seat and rushed over to Flitwick. “What?” he looked at him, eyebrows raised and a furious look on his face.
“What?” Flitwick looked at him, all innocently.
“Don’t pretend that you don’t know what I’m talking about, Flitwick.” Severus was fuming. “You have been staring at me through the entire meeting. Is there’s something on my face or my robes or something?”
“It’s not that, Severus.” Flitwick looked quite tiny where he stood looking up at Severus’ angry face. Flitwick smiled. “I was just wondering. Have you started using a new shampoo? Your hair is so shiny today.”
Severus lost it. He picked up little Professor Flitwick and started yelling at him. “What is up with everybody these days? Why are you doing this to me?”
Minerva McGonagall rushed over to them. “Severus, what are you doing? Put him down this very moment!” she said with her stern voice. “What is with you today?”
Severus merely looked at her. “Like you don’t know,” he scowled at her. “You and Trelawney acting like two giggling little schoolgirls.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Severus.” Minerva looked bewildered, but angry. “But put Filius down before you hurt him.”
Severus let go off his grip on Flitwick and turned to Minerva. “I don’t know what you all are playing at, but I’m sure as heck going to find out!”
He looked at the other staff members, who looked as shocked as Minerva. The only exception was Umbridge who was now scribbling frantically on a piece of parchment while looking at Severus who scowled at everyone and left the room, slamming the door after him.
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“What the hell is going on?” Severus yelled as he walked rapidly through the doors of his chambers. He slammed the door behind him and went straight over to a cupboard where he kept his Firewhiskey. He really needed a drink right now.
“What’s the matter, Severus?” A soft voice came from behind him, making him jump and spill the drink all over himself.
“Oh, this is just perfect!” Severus sighed. “Don’t do that to me, Lupin.”
Remus Lupin approached him with a smile. “I’m sorry, Severus. But I really thought you knew I was here. I take it you’ve had a bad day?”
“That’s the understatement of the year.” Severus sighed and poured another drink, handing it to Remus before he poured one for himself.
He sat down on the sofa and Remus followed. “What’s happened, Severus?” Remus asked, carefully stroking Severus’ hand.
“The lot of them are going crazy that’s what.” Severus “Either that, or I’m going crazy!”
“Tell me, Severus.” Remus looked at him with a pleading look. “Maybe I can help. I won’t tell anyone.” Remus promised.
“I know you won’t, because then I would kill you, Lupin.” Severus scowled at him.
”Whoa, Severus. No need for that.” Remus looked scared.
“I’m sorry, Remus. This situation has just made me so angry.” Severus said as he was taking a sip of his drink.
“I can tell…”
The two wizards just sat in the sofa for a couple of minutes. Remus was merely looking at Severus’ facial expressions as Severus’ mind was working on high speed to get his mind around what was going on.
So far two students and three of his co-workers had started to pay attention to him in a way he did not care for. What had gotten into them? Were they under the Imperius Curse perhaps? But who would use an Unforgivable for something like that? But it had to be something like that. There was no way that Flitwick or Minerva would ever do something like that out of own free will. He could not speak for Trelawney or the students. Merlin knows what goes on in their puny minds. But the fact that this had all happened in a very short period of time told Severus that it was not a common infatuation he was dealing with. It had to be the Imperius. But who? That was an even bigger question now. It was obviously none of his newly converted “fans”.
Severus was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice that Remus now had left his side. He didn’t notice until Remus came back and stood right in front of him.
“I understand that you have lot on your mind, Severus, but I’m only here for tonight. Do you think you can either tell me what’s going on, or let me help you get your mind off things?” Remus looked at him pleadingly.
Severus looked up at the scarred face of his lover and smiled. “Sure.”
Remus took his hand and led him into the bedroom.
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Severus heard a knock on the door. ”Now isn’t this just perfect,” Severus said to himself. Who was disturbing him at this time? He was looking forward to a night alone with Remus and that definitely didn’t include anyone else. The person on the other side of the door kept knocking, and Severus was getting irritated.
He got up and got dressed quickly; put on the most annoyed face he could muster and went to open the door. The person kept on knocking and Severus yelled at the door. “I’m coming!” He grabbed the door handle and the door flung open and he stared right into the face of Remus Lupin.
Severus’ jaw dropped.
”Hello, Severus,” Remus beamed at him. “What took you so long? Can I come in?”
Severus was so confused that he didn’t know exactly how to answer, so he let Remus in. Remus walked in and sat casually down on the sofa.
“So, Dumbledore called me here for some Order business and I thought I’d just pop in to say hello.” Remus said.
Severus merely looked at him. He was so taken aback by all this he didn’t quite know what to say, but his eyes kept looking at the bedroom door where he had just left the werewolf seconds ago.
“Order business?” Severus’ mind was completely thrown off guard. “What are you talking about?”
Remus got up from his seat and approached Severus. He was standing inches from his face.
“Well, truth be told,” Remus whispered. “I didn’t just come to say hello.”
“Remus, I don’t understand…” Severus tried to interrupt.
“Oh, it’s quite simple, Severus.” Remus continued. “I came here to say that I just can’t stop thinking about you, and I wonder if you have thought about me.”
“Thought about you?” Severus asked.
“Yes, thought about me,” Remus continued. “I think about you all the time, Severus. The way you always own every room you ever walk into, the sexy way you walk. The way your voice keeps sending shivers down my spine and hit me straight in the….”
“I get the picture,” Severus jumped away from Remus. “Excuse me; I just have to check something.”
Severus went over to the bedroom door and peered into the next room. There, in his bed, lay a sleeping Remus Lupin, just as he had left him. He looked at the sleeping werewolf in his bed, and then at the person standing smiling in the other room.
It was happening again! Someone was toying with him, but this time Severus realized what was happening. And he would not stand here and be made a total fool of.
“Well, Lupin.” he said, walking towards the imposture with a smirk on his face. “When you put it that way.” He kept walking towards the man and saw his face getting more and more insecure with every inch.
Severus put his hand on the so-called Remus Lupin’s chest. “I can then assure you that I have NOT been thinking about you! Get out NOW!” He pushed Lupin around and sent him in the direction of the door. He slammed the door behind him and walked rapidly back to his bedroom.
He took a pillow and threw it at the sleeping werewolf. “Wake up, Lupin!”
Lupin jumped up. “What?” he yelled confused.
“You haven’t used a time turner today right? Nor are you in any kind of situation that require the use of one?” Severus looked at him.
“Er… no.” Remus answered while rubbing his eyes. He looked utterly bewildered. “Why?”
“Because you just knocked on my door…”
“What? But I… What?”
“Exactly…”
“What the hell are you talking about, Severus?” Remus was getting annoyed for not understanding.
“Polyjuice! That’s it! It has to be!” Severus exclaimed.
“OK, I’m getting tired of this, Severus. If you don’t tell me what is going on, I’m leaving.”
“Fine,” Severus said.
He sat down on the bed and told Remus everything that had happened. About love struck Ravenclaws, about first years with dreamy expression, about Minerva and Sybil, about Filius, and last about the fake Remus that had just visited him.
Remus couldn’t stop laughing. “Well, who can blame them?” he chuckled and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek.
“It’s not funny, Remus.” Severus scowled back.
“Er… yes it is, Severus.” Remus smiled back. “I know you don’t think so now, but you must admit that whoever did this had a brilliant idea of how to get you.”
“But who can it be?” Remus asked. “Have you done anything to upset anyone lately? To make them want revenge?”
“Take a pick…” Severus muttered back and they both started laughing.
“But the next person that tries anything funny will not be let easily off the hook.” Severus stated after a while.
“Just remember Severus, that if it is Polyjuice, it’s not actually that person that is messing with you. So don’t go giving detention to innocent victims, even if they are Gryffindors.”
“Well, that, Remus, is one of the perks of being a Hogwarts teacher. Besides, no student is completely innocent…” Severus smiled back.
“Severus!” Remus looked at him with a serious look on his face. “Promise me!”
“Oh alright.” Severus muttered. ”I promise.”
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Severus had been on alert ever since the fake Remus Lupin had visited him, and he was determined to find out who it was. But nothing out of the ordinary had happened, not at least as far as Severus could tell, and he was beginning to think that the person had had his fun with him.
However, one afternoon while teaching the fifth years he suddenly realised that Hermione Granger was being exceptionally clumsy in her preparation for the aging potion. He also noticed that she was looking at him more than was absolutely necessary. Severus was starting to get suspicious, and with good reason.
Miss Granger was definitely staring at him, and Severus could have sworn he saw her winking at him on one occasion.
Severus knew that this was the only reassurance he needed and decided to test out his Polyjuice-theory.
“Miss Granger, is there a problem with your eye?” Severus scowled at his student.
“Er… What?” the girl looked confusedly at him. “No.”
“Then focus on your work, will you. Ten points from Gryffindor for not staying on task.”
The rest of the Gryffindors moaned.
Severus smirked to himself. He was not letting this Hermione Granger off the hook, no matter who she was.
The class continued working on their potions and Severus kept a close eye on Miss Granger. The work she was doing was far from her usual standard and it didn’t take long before her potion was dark brown goo instead of thin liquid blue.
“Miss Granger,” Severus called out. “Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your eye?”
“Yes, sir,” Hermione answered.
“Look at your potion? Is it supposed to look like something that comes out of one of Hagrid’s many strange creatures?”
“Er… no?” Hermione looked uncertain at him.
“It looks as something that comes out of Hagrid,” Draco snorted and the Slytherins burst into laughter.
“Quiet, Mr. Malfoy.” Severus’ voice broke through the crowd and looked at Hermione again. “Are you being cheeky, Miss Granger?” he asked.
“No, sir.” Hermione said, but Severus noticed that she struggled to hold back a smile.
“You shall stay behind after class, Miss Granger. We need to settle the terms of your detention. And another ten points from Gryffindor.”
The rest of the Gryffindors moaned even louder than earlier.
“And that will be an extra ten points if you don’t go back to work this instant.” He addressed the whole class.
The other students went quickly back to their tasks in fear of losing more points. He noticed that Hermione Granger quickly took out a small phial and drank from it. He smiled to himself. He was indeed dealing with Polyjuice potion here.
“Well Miss Granger,” Severus said after the last student had walked through the door. “It seems as you think it is acceptable to be rude during my class.”
“I wasn’t rude,” the Gryffindor broke in.
“Is that so?” Severus asked as he started to walk around her in a circle.
“You asked me if there was something wrong with my eye, and there isn’t. My eye works perfectly.” Hermione answered just as cheekily as she had in class.
Severus stopped right in front of her and stared at her. “What is this really about, Miss Granger?”
Hermione smiled and winked at him again.
“Do you think this is funny, Miss Granger?” Severus was standing so close to the girl he could almost hear her heart beat fiercely.
Hermione struggled to keep herself from laughing.
“Sit down, Miss Granger.” Severus said suddenly.
“What?” Hermione looked confused.
”Apparently there’s something wrong with your ears as well,” Severus muttered. “I said, sit down.”
Hermione sat down on the nearest chair while Severus sat down behind his desk. He looked at the time and started to look at the potions the fifth years had just handed in. Severus had a hard time not being tempted to look at the confused person at the seat in front of him, but he tried to stay focused on the potions.
Every time Hermione tried to speak Severus merely lifted a finger to signal her to shut up. They did this for about fifty minutes.
Severus could tell that the girl was becoming extremely nervous now, but Severus wasn’t about to let this person off the hook. He got up from his seat and commanded Granger to do the same.
He started circling around her as he had previously, and this time he swore he could hear her heart pound nervously. He also saw that the smile on her face wasn’t as genuine as it had been.
Severus circled around her for a while before he stopped right in front of her. Their faces were merely inches apart. Severus tried to look into the students eyes, but Miss Granger’s eyes were not meeting his.
“I just wanted to let you know that the fun is over.” Severus started. “I know what you are…” Suddenly he got interrupted when Hermione Granger kissed him right on the lips.
Severus was so caught by surprise that he didn’t manage to grab a hold of the girl as she ran out of the classroom. He stormed after her and saw a boy with flaming red hair running down the corridor.
“Weasley,” Severus hissed. “I should have known.”
But which of them was it? Then it dawned on Severus. He had just been kissed by a Weasley! The thought made Severus want to throw up. He stormed into his classroom desperately looking for something to get the Weasley taste out of his mouth. Then there was a knock on the door and Neville Longbottom came into his classroom.
“Haven’t you ever heard of manners, Longbottom.” Severus yelled while looking for anything to clean his mouth.
“I’m sorry Professor, but I knocked.” Neville said cautiously.
“You knocked…” Severus stopped looking in the drawers and stared at the boy instead. ”What do you want Longbottom? Have you come here to blow up another one of the cauldrons? You couldn’t wait until Thursday?”
“I was just wondering, Professor. If you could give me any extra potions lessons?” Neville stuttered.
Severus looked at him. “You what?”
”It’s just that you are so good at potions, and I get so nervous around you and your awesomeness in class, so I was wondering if you could teach me some things. Maybe being alone with you will help my concentration?” Neville gave him a nervous smile.
Severus was about to answer this outrageous question when the door flung open and Fred Weasley stormed in.
“Er, Neville. Can you come here for a minute?” Fred Weasley looked terrified.
“Why are you interrupting us, Mr. Weasley.” Severus tried to sound as angry as he could, but was having trouble not laughing at the sight of the two confused and scared boys. “We were just discussing extra potions lessons for Mr. Longbottom here, and I must say that I think it’s a very good idea. We could start tomorrow night, Mr. Longbottom.”
“Er, I don’t think it would be necessary after all, Professor Snape.” Neville stuttered before running out of the classroom.
Severus smirked. He was a bit disappointed in himself for not realizing it was the Weasley-twins to begin with, but at least now he could start planning his revenge. The mongrels would not get away with this!
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“What are you planning exactly Severus?” Remus was getting real curious.
Severus gave his lover a big smile and pulled out a phial with brown goo in it.
“Polyjuice?” Remus asked.
“What else?” Severus smiled. “I’m showing these idiots that three can play this game.”
“Make that four, I want in!” Remus chuckled.
“I have already made arrangements with Minerva and Filius, and some of the other victims of this prank, so technically we are a whole group. We will teach these morons that you don’t mess with Severus Snape!” Severus proclaimed.
“Unless he wants you to,” Remus laughed and kissed him on the cheek.
Severus smirked, and told Remus everything in his plan, enjoying the reactions from his lover as he told him what he was planning to do to the poor twins.
“Severus, you’re evil.” Remus laughed.
“Why, thank you.” Severus smiled back.
“I must say you surprise me.” Remus said. “I would never ever have believed that you of all people would come up with a plan like that?”
“Why?” Severus wondered.
“It’s just so unlike you. I really want to be a part of this. It seems like the revelation of the century. People will talk about this for years.”
“I understand that, but it’s too risky. You can’t be here when it happens. People would find out about us.” Severus stroked the face of his lover.
“I know, Severus. But I wished that I could stay and watch this. Can’t I take some of that Polyjuice and pretend to be someone else?”
“I don’t have a bucket full of it, you know. I only have just enough to make the plan work, and I wouldn’t risk your potion wearing off in the middle of the Great Hall either. What if something happens and the time drags out?
Remus looked disappointed.
“I’ll make sure Colin Creevey is in the room. Will that help?” Severus chuckled.
Remus’ face turned into a huge grin.
“Promise?”
“I promise! But I do need your help with one little detail.”
“Or course I’ll help you, Severus.” Remus Lupin grinned. “I thought you would never ask. What do you want me to do?”
“I have taken care of almost everything, but I can’t be two places at the same time. The only thing you need to do go and talk to George Weasley.” Severus smirked. “I hope you’re a good actor.”
“Do you really need to ask me that?” Remus laughed. “Who do you think makes up excuses and weird stories every time I come to see you. Sirius still thinks that you have made some weird adjustment to my potion so that it doesn’t handle travelling anymore. That’s why I have to go away every month. And don’t get me started on the stories I have to tell him when I go away during other times of the cycle.”
“I’m sure you’ll do great, Lupin.” Severus smiled.
Remus started laughing. “I just thought that if Sirius had heard this conversation his ears would probably fall off in shock. He would never believe that either of us can be planning such a thing. He would be so jealous.
“Well isn’t that a life long goal fulfilled then?” Severus said sarcastically. “I’m out-pranking the master of mischief.”
“Well you are, Severus. And I’m proud of you.”
“So the Prefect in you isn’t going to stop me?” Severus joked back.
“Nah…” Remus smiled.
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Date: 2010-02-08 01:07 am (UTC)[Severus went over to the bedroom door and peered into the next room. There, in his bed, lay a sleeping Remus Lupin, just as he had left him. He looked at the sleeping werewolf in his bed, and then at the person standing smiling in the other room.
It was happening again! Someone was toying with him, but this time Severus realized what was happening. And he would not stand here and be made a total fool of.]
No one, but no one, makes a fool of Severus Snape! Now the REAL fun begins!
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Date: 2010-02-08 01:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-08 09:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-10 09:23 am (UTC)There's no one greater! Not even three of the masters of mischief