In a spare classroom while Hermione was preparing some of the ingredience and talking absently to herself, Ron and Harry were contemplating what they would do first.

"I think we should start with turning malfoy into a ferret or something," says ron.
"No, that's already been done," harry replys
"Right, well you come up with something then."

At that point Hermione drifts in and out with her nonsenceicall jibberish. "If I combine the poly...... and use the sirum........ to facilitate transmogrification and the....... VWALLA!"
"What are you going on about Hermione?"asked the one or the other.
"It's finished, thats what I'm going on about."
"Well why didn't you just say that, honestly you would think that even you would get tired of listening to yourself once in awhile."ron said rolling his eyes.
Hermione continuing on as if he said nothing. "Ok, we have everything we need. But there is one thing, the poultice needs to be applied on the users bare skin."
"Which means what?"
"We will have to strip down and rub it in from head to toe." Don't ask me why, thats just the way it's done.
"We can use those three closets over there."

And with that she shoved a jar full of goo into their hands, strode off to the far closet and climbed in. Leaving harry and ron utterly bewildered. After a few seconds they did the same as she.
Once they were all in, hermione called,
"Now look in the mirror if you have applied it correctly after you should see a greenish shine in your eyes that only you can see."
"But- isn't that a little erm... stupid? I mean, we ARE in the closet Hermione." said harry.
"Oh...well I can't think of everthing can I!" snapped hermione. "If you get dressed, theres a mirror in my bag."

Minutes later they went off to class, eager to have their will be done on some unsuspecting, but well deserving, canidate.


Harry already late and was the last through the door, then the first to fall flat on his face.
"Hey, how about you get your stupid.......", he looked up and discovered to his horror that professor Snape was picking himself up off the floor in front of him.
"POTTER, you imbesile not only do you arrive late but your so stupid you don't even look where your walking, or did you think it would be funny to knock a professor down. Well you are sorely mistaken if you think you can get away with that, is it that you ego is so swollen you think you can do as you please."
Harry burned inside with fury at the shock of hitting the ground and then being isulted. He turned away so as not to attack Snape, but instead was facing Draco who was not even attempting to disguise his joy and was clutching Goyle so he wouldn't fall over with histerics.
Snape still in his own state of rage, grabed Harry and all but dragged him into the staff room.

"80 point from Griffindor, and you will attend detention every evening for two weeks. Now, I'm sending you to Filtch, you are to tell him who sent you and why. LEAVE!" And with that Snape strode out of the room.