YnK: *Appears in mid-air and falls on her arse. Amazingly enough, this doesn’t seem to agravate her.*

YnK: *Snickers to herself as she drags her body across the floor over to the keyboard.* Oh, this is going to be good...

Severus knocked politely at the door to Argus Filch’s office. Waiting for the thin caretaker, Severus smiled benignly. The two had always known each other since Severus’s first prank at Hogwarts, and as the years had gone by and Severus had constantly ended up in the man’s office at least twice a week, a wary sort of understanding existed between the two.

The best kept secret in all of Hogwarts had to be that Filch had a sense of humor, as long as the joke wasn’t played on him or he had to clean up after it. As long as Severus kept away from him and his cat, Filch didn’t set him a task too bad. After all, the man did have to keep up appearences. Usually the task set the boy was to clean up the area he had made the disturbance in and wash the floor there three times, and that was it.

[*Sigh* Non-verbal agreements are always nice...]

The door opened and Filch walked out with a bucket and a mop. "Well, sprite, you’ve seemed to have gotten yourself into more trouble. Dumbledore just added some more days to your workload. What did you do now, eh?"

"You should have been there, Argus! The dinning hall this morning was so silent! I don’t think it’s ever been that way since the construction of Hogwarts!"

"Eh, take it you pulled one on the Headmaster again, eh?"

"Sorry about the mess last night..."

Filch snorted. "Figured all that ruckess was your fault. I’m going to be extra hard on you tonight because of it. The Weasley twins bombed the teachers living hall this afternoon and it hasn’t been cleaned up yet. Guess who I’m gonna have do so?"

[Well, obviously me, but why don’t I play dumb...] "Umm, the Weasley twins?"

Argus glanced at him with a stern eye. "Now, don’t play inocent with me. You know exactly what I’m going to do."

Severus sighed and dropped his head. "Yeah, I know."

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Severus wrinkled his nose as he summed up the damage done to the hall. "Chaos, pure and simple. Damn, I hope they don’t get into my room when that spell I casted on them lifts tonight. Well, nothing’s going to get done if I just stand here talking to myself. Start on one end and get to the other, ne?" So saying, Severus got to work.

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Leaning back on his knee’s Severus sighed and brushed the sweat of his brow. Well, it had taken him a few hours, but he was done. Argus had told him to get back to bed after putting the cleaning supplies away, so Severus took out his wand, circled the supplies with the tip then tapped the center of the circle. "Nruter!" In a small pillar of light the supplies disappeared.

Getting up off the floor he was about to head back to his dorm when an absolutly fabulous and hilarious prank came to mind. Having been in the coridor, he knew that all of the teachers had gone to bed. Smiling evilly, he walked up to the first door and tapped the doorframe. "Seran!" A sheet of transparent green plastic materialized on the outer edge of the frame, and since the doors opened in ward this created a nice little pocket...

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The morning breakfast was a riot of gossip at all of the lower tables. Homework answers were being swapped, girls were chattering on who the cutest boy was, but most of the conversations were about the seeming lack of teachers at the head table. Not to say there weren’t any teachers there, for example Albus, Hagrid, Hooch, McGonagall, Flitwick, Sprout, and Chris were at the table.

When the back door to the hall opened the children stopped and stared at the sight. The arithmancy teacher was wearing soaked robes and the astronomy teacher had feathers clinging to her robes and caught in her hair. Both looked highly irate, with Nevyik behind them chuckling merrily to herself.

Albus took one look at them, groaned, and put his head in his arms onto the table. The astronomy teacher was holding a thin piece of green plastic. "The other teachers?" he mumbled, but could be heard.

"Taking showers and redressing, Headmaster," the arithmancy teacher replied. "Seeing as how we two got the less nasty of the surprises, we were elected to inform you that most of the classes will start late today."

Albus’s head rose. "The two of us?" he asked quizzically as he looked at Nevyik.

"My door wasn’t booby-trapped, Headmaster," she said in a lilting voice. Apparently she was either a morning person, highly amused at her colleagues plights, or a combination of the two.

"Mr. Snape, my office after your done eating, again," Albus said dully as he went back to his breakfast.

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Voldemort smiled sinisterly as he dismissed the view of Hogwart’s Great Hall from his scrying crystal. So, the little traitor was making a nuisance of himself to Albus, was he?

"Don’t worry, old man. I’ll take that little bastard off of your hands by sunset tomorrow. Permanently." With that he swept out of his shielded room. All that was left was the echoes of his malicious laughter.

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YnK: O.O Alright, I got lazy because I had a lot of tests in the last three or four months. Black Rose should be able to whip out a new chapter in a lot less time. Bye!

--To be Continued.