Chapter One: The Plan

A/N: After much consideration, and many many ideas, I have finally decided to write some more. Basically I had no time . Well… I've had the whole summer… But shhhh!

Aaaaanyway! Seeing as I have time, I'm going to write! Seeing as Gred and Forge offer an incessant supply of scenarios, which can, if written correctly, amuse :P

So… Here's another attempt at some Fred and George funny business! This is both a prequel and a sequel to one of my other stories "You, Me and a Cauldron Full of Polyjuice Potion".

It was another sunny Saturday afternoon, which obviously meant that yet again Fred and George Weasley were up to their usual tricks. Since their successful attempt at making Polyjuice potion, and of course their slight idiocy in the testing of said potion, the twins had been scheming even more than usual. After realising that they could now use the rest of the batch to have some fun; although others may use the phrase "ruin someone's life", they had to carefully plan who to aggravate.

After much consideration, the twins decided who better to annoy whilst being someone else than their favourite ex-professor Severus Snape. Whilst Fred and George had attended Hogwarts, they had amused themselves with "Sevvy Pants" on an almost daily basis. Having both earned many detentions with the mysterious dungeon bat, they believed themselves to be very well acquainted with him. In their last year, the potions master had even helped them with various potion based projects for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, but of course this was all in the interest of potential potions developments and had absolutely nothing to do with the ongoing battle against Dolores Umbridge.

So with their target selected, the twins had to decide who they were to become, and what they would do to their unsuspecting professor. Fortunately, George had already begun to formulate the perfect plan…

"Freeeed!" said George gleefully as he bounced into the bedroom the two twins shared. It was a small room, decorated simply but with many strange shaped objects sitting atop the chest of drawers which took up much of one wall. The objects were mostly prototype WWW products, and also some old "tried and tested" ones.

"Yes oh wonderful brother of mine?" Fred replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm, and the usual hint of fear which came whenever George spoke his name in this manner. It had often ended in pain for him. Last time George had made his presence known as such, was when the boys first made Polyjuice potion…