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By Monday morning the colours were back to normal.

So was the atmosphere in the school. The prank released the apprehension everyone was feeling. In fact, even though no one knew who the pranksters were, the entire school was now laughing at them.

"Two bloody weeks and that's the best they can come up with!" laughed Ron as the trio made their way to Transfigurations, not noticing the amused group of Slytherins walking a few steps behind them.

"Maybe Dumbledore's reaction at the Halloween Feast scared them," suggested Harry.

"Naw. . .they've probably already used up their best stuff and this is what's left,"

"I don't know Ron," Hermoine said sceptically, "the spell work required to change the colour of the entire Great Hall like that is quite complex. . ."

"Please don't," Harry quickly stopped her, "half the school's already convinced you're the one pulling the pranks."

"Did you owl Fred and George about it?" he then asked Ron.

"Yup, I've been keeping them informed since the beginning. They thought the last one was a tad pathetic compared to the singing Dark Mark."

Draco, Pansy, Blaise and Millicent exchanged sly looks. Q raised an eyebrow asking for an explanation. They just shook their heads, and Pansy winked at him.

Ahh. . .I thought they were planning something else. Because, quite honestly, Weasley's right, changing the Great Hall pink was rather pathetic. Though I suppose following my prank would be difficult in any case. Oh well, we can't all be omnipotent. Who would I annoy then?

A Year with Q, Chapter 17