Hello again...

March can be a long, dreary month. Smack dab between February with Valentine's Day and April with Spring holiday, at Hogwarts, March stretched out endlessly. There weren't even any of the end-of-the-term
death-defying activities that to break things up. No, it was very, very boring. Boring. Very. Boring.

"I know!" Neville shouted, causing all the half-asleep and quite bored children to fall out of their respective chairs. It was ill-timed inspiration on Neville's part because the Gryffindors were in Potions class at the time. How any of them dared to be bored in potions is beyond me, but that's why they are Gryffindors and I am yet unsorted.

"Five points from Gryffindor for waking me up," Snape snapped and went back to sleep. The rest of the class huddled over their cauldrons and shot Neville curious looks.

"I'm throwing a party," Neville announced in a loud whisper. "A Boringest Month of the Year party."

"Boringest is not a word," Hermione reminded him and was "accidentally" pushed into her potion. She had fluffy green eyebrows for the rest of the week.

The party was a rousing success. Someone, and the author blames Dobby because it is convenient and he's short, charmed the Butterbeer and got all the first and second years quite drunk. Of course, all the older students got somewhat tipsy as well, so no one can be blamed for the stupid suggestions that followed.

"I think we should all go and do something really brave, because we're Gryffindors and Gryffindors are brave and... I think I'm drunk."

"I think you're drunk too! What should we do?"

"Uh, guys, I don't think we're allowed to be drunk on a SnitchSeeker fanfic. Let's just be... very, very silly."

"Doh! Obviously we should do something that involves pranking because that is what our author is so fond of..."

"Alright then... there will be some pranking. Anything else?"

"I rather afraid of the underpants gnomes," Ginny admitted. "You know, the ones that steal underpants? I think I'll go have an unfortunate encounter with them that I will be completely unable to recall in the morning."

"Underpants gnomes!" Ron exclaimed. "First our socks leave and now our underpants get stolen... is there some sort of plot regarding Hogwarts nudity?"

"I don't think we're allowed to have any of that on Snitchseeker either."

***
Draco Malfoy tiptoed into the teachers' lounge, easing the door shut behind him. Somehow, the teachers didn't notice his entrance, as they were all clustered around the table and arguing loudly about whether or not they should ever have another Yule Ball again. Snape, oddly enough, was all for the Ball because he liked to blast young romantics out of their respective rose bushes.

In an amazing double play, Draco swept in, kissed Minerva McGonagall and Professor Sprout soundly on the cheeks, muttered a charm that turned Snape's hair into a huge pink bouffant, and ran from the room leaving everyone startled.

"Who...?" "What...?" "DRACO!"

As Draco ran from the room, he sped as quickly as he could, making random right and left turns just to ensure his safe escape. He skidded to a stop in a dark hallway where two students were arguing loudly.

"No, Zy, you are under serious delusions! I am by far the most evil of evilest evils."

The student called Zy snorted. "Riiiight, Lotus, and I'm the Queen of Cupcaketopia, where sprinkles rule the earth. Look at my evil pose!" And she posed quite evilly.

"HEY!" a loud voice boomed and startled the two. "I'm the most evil. If you don't get out of my fic right quick, I'll be forced to show up in your stories and cause everyone to mysteriously speak only in rhyme. Don't make me do that!"

"Let's get out of here," Lotus said, giving the invisible author a deadly glare, which is quite a feat, I might add, since she's INVISIBLE.

"Excuse us," the girls started to brush past Draco.

"Sorry," he muttered.

"Sorry?" the girls looked at each other in surprise. "SORRY? Who are you and what have you done with the real Malfoy?"

"Erm..." Draco glanced at his watch. "Hold on..." Slowly, Draco Malfoy melted into Harry Potter. He smiled, and added, "Polyjuice. The only thing better than pranking a professor is pranking a professor and getting someone else in trouble for it."

And he ran away.