Here is the next chapter as promised. Thanks so much for the reviews you make me want to carry on. This chapter was inspired from an idea from HarryPotterPothead, thanks!

To answer a question was asked about what year they were in I have been thinking about it for a while. They are after 3rd year as Harry would not know about the marauders before hand but before the stress of voldemort so Harry and Ron are at the end of their 3rd year or 4th year and Fred and George the Year above. Anyhow enough talking here is the next chapter. Enjoy!

"Number 16 is..."

" I will not use the animausus changius spell on the slytherins!" said Harry before falling into fits of laughter. Fred and George laughed to no end however Ron didn't seem to laugh.

"What's the animausus changius spell?" He desperately asked wanting to be in with the fun.

"It's a spell...makes people into animals... when they least expect it," replied Harry between breaths. Ron then to joined the laughter.

"Well how do we get to the slytherins, we just ran from them on the pitch? Asked Fred.

"That will be no problem," replied Harry reaching into his rucksack and pulling out his ever faithful invisibility cloak.

"Brilliant," Ron said awestruck," but will we all fit?"

"Only one way to find out," said George. The quartet pulled the invisibility cloak, struggling for a while, before finally covering themselves fully.

"Let's go!" cried Ron and they shuffled towards the quidditch pitch they had just left.

When they arrived the pitch was no longer in the pink shambles they had left it in but in it's normal fine quidditch playing condition. The slytherins were sitting in one of stands sharing remarks about whose father was superior.

The boys scurried behind the stand, each of them daring to take a breath in fear of being caught.

Harry raised his wand and whispered the spell pointing at the small group of Slytherins. A pink glow admitted from his wand before disappearing again.

"It is done," said Fred," and now we wait,"

"Let's go for dinner," said George," I'm starving and I can't wait for the fun to start!"

The four Gryffindors marched up to the castle with smug smiles on their faces. As they entered the great hall they found it to be almost full.

"Perfect," whispered Harry, " lots of people to witness the event."

Harry had just taken a huge slice of pie when the group of Slytherins walked in.

"Here we go," whispered Fred excitedly.

All was normal for a few minutes but, then it started. Crabbe's hand started to grow large amounts on hair, Goyle began to shrink, Flint's nose began to change and Malfoy began to grow a tail. Before long in their place was a Cat, Rabbit, Pig and Fox!

The marauders began laughing as did the rest of the hall. Even some of the teachers began to crack a smile and Dumbledore winked at the boys happily. Suddenly, Snape marched into the room. He was furious.

"WEASLEYS, POTTER!" He cried angrly. However this just made them laugh harder due to the pink hair dye still being in his hair.

"WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!" He shouted angrily. The boys knew it was time to run. They quickly left the hall with Snape hot on their heels.

"Quick hide," Fred said pointing towards a brook cupboard. The four Gryffindors squashed into the small cupboard. They cautiously waited for Snape to pass before falling into fits off laughter.

"That was brilliant!" Cried Ron."

"Superb, Harry one of the best yet!" cried George.

"Same time tomorrow?" Asked Fred.

"Defiantly," replied Harry.

After making their way back to the common room in hysterics the boys slept some well earned sleep. The next morning they met each excited to find out what was next.

"Go on," urged Ron barley containing his excitement.

"Well number 17 is..."

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