Harry's POV
"Draco hurry up! I don't want to get caught." I whisper yelled at Draco. It was midnight and we were in the middle of setting up a prank for Filch. The plan was to magically set up a trip wire that as soon as Filch crossed a certain point in a hallway, all the armor set ups would come to life and start dancing with Filch, singing and yelling at the same time. After that a huge balloon of shaving cream would fall onto Filch covering him in shaving cream. What I've heard is that someone anonymously tipped Colin Creevy to be in that exact hallway all day with his camera.
"We won't get caught, I planned this part of setting up and it'll go fine." "I'm done. Now let's go, we'll come back tomorrow morning." I nodded and we both got under my invisibility cloak and walked slowly to our room, thankfully making it unnoticed.
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No One's POV
It was a quiet morning in the Southern Corridor until a specific person entered it.
Filch turned the corner into the corridor and was immediately met with the amor set ups trying to get him to dance. Eventually one was actually able to get Filch into a dip and everyone in the room was laughing. Filch ran to the end of the corridor then stopping taking a moment to catch his breath when everyone gasped. Filch looked up and giant yellow balloon had suddenly appeared on the ceiling and fell on Filch. It exploded as soon as it touched him and Filch was then covered head to toe in a white creamy substance.
"Say cheese!" Colin Creevey said sing songy. He clicked his camera and took a photo, and unfortunately for Filch, the photo had made the front page of the school paper. It's heading stating, "Who Are the Culprits Behind this Master Plan?". By the end of the day everyone in the school had seen the photo and it was the talk of the school. Everyone traded ideas for who it was, most people thought it was the Weasley twins but every time someone asked them if they'd done it, they said, "We could never take publicity for such a genius idea.". So, everyone was still guessing who it was when they struck again.
Over the course of the past few months, the mysterious prankster had struck once or twice a week. He or she had filled Professor Snape's office with toads, had placed many invisible whoopee cushions throughout the school so every now and then the day was interrupted by a loud, distracting fart noise. He or she had once set off hundreds of fireworks during a test that the entire seventh year was taking, and then later that day had put up thousands of edited photos of Professor Snape in pick clothes and a handbag. The teachers had begun to spend more time trying to find out who it was then on grading homework, but suddenly, all the pranks went silent. There was no distant whoopee cushion caused farts or balloons filled with mysterious liquids. There was nothing, it had confused everyone, but no one could prepare for what was coming.
The mysterious prankster had decided to do one final prank, and it was going to be their greatest one yet.
At Hogwarts, there was one day in the middle of November when every student in all the years took a test, different due to their classes and years. All the teachers were on high alert assuming that something would happen that day, but they would have never suspected what was going to happen.
The test wasn't interrupted, people who had finished were just sitting in their seats waiting for everyone else to finish. All the teachers were baffled, they had been certain that the mysterious prankster would have striked today, and they were right.
Out of nowhere there was a bright flash that surrounded Hogwarts, as soon as it had disappeared it took a couple seconds for everyone's eyes to adjust but once they had, they wished that they hadn't. Everyone was dressed up in huge frilly pink dresses with towering white wigs and a ridiculous amount of makeup on their faces, even the boys and teachers. But there were two boys that weren't affect at all. They were laughing so hard that they were both on the floor with purple faces from lack of air, tears pouring down their faces, and they both couldn't stop laughing and clutching their stomachs.
"HARRY POTTER AND DRACO MALFOY!" Headmistress McGonagall's voice boomed through the entire school and while Harry and Draco had heard it, they couldn't stop laughing nor could they get up.
"HARRY POTTER AND DRACO MALFOY REPORT TO THE GREAT HALL IMMEDIATELY!" They were finally able to get up but had to balance on each other in order to stay upright as they made their way to the front of the Great Hall.
"You called for us Headmistress?" Harry said trying to hold back his giggles with Draco next to him not being able to withstand himself.
"I'm guessing this is your doing?" She asked.
"Whatever do you mean? A Potter and a Malfoy working together? A quite preposterous idea don't ya think?" Draco started laughing harder and almost fell to the floor again while Harry was starting to fail at not laughing.
Headmistress McGonagall sighed rubbing her temples not believing what she was about to ask.
"Are you two high or something?" This finally broke Harry, he burst out in laughter and now that both were laughing so hard, neither one of them were able to stabilize the other and they both fell the floor laughing hysterically. "I guess this is better than you fighting but you still need to be punished, did you realize that?"
"If we cared about getting punished or not, we wouldn't have done this." Harry said between wheezes, Draco nodding in agreement. "Come on throw it at us."
"Detention for two weeks and you have to write two essays each about the process of how cheese is made, and how a muggle computer functions."
"Is that the best you can do?" Draco and Harry said together still laughing.
"Fine, a month's detention and two essays."
"You've really gone soft, Headmistress, I think you've spent too much time with Hagrid." Draco joked and McGonagall started going red in frustration.
"Just go!"
"Shake my hand Headmistress. Come on, I know you want to." Harry said holding his hand out to Headmistress McGonagall, she ignored it, but you could tell that she really wanted to. "Suit yourself, the last time a Pottah didn't shake hands with someone they ended up enemies, if that's what you want, I guess I can't intrude." Harry and Draco walked down the middle of the Great Hall with Draco leaning on Harry for support from laughing so hard.
"What just happened Fred?" George asks his twin.
"I think we were just upstaged, and I don't care." He responded astonished.
"I know. The two people who are most known for their rivalry just actually worked together and came up with genius pranks."
"I can't understand it either." Fred says and they both nod in agreement.
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