A.N. Hi all, just got hit by the inspiration bug, and found that this story wasn't going to go where I wanted it to, so I'm gonna start again, so here it is. Please let me know what you think, and also, as always, I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! LOL, wish I did. Ah well, on with the show.

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Fred and George, those puckish Weasly twins, were working hard in their shop one day. The ally was calm in the early morning light, the Dork Lard was dead for four months now, and it was their birthday. To top it all off, they had finished a wide range product that would cause a large area to break into songs randomly for 48 hours. They had decided to call this wonder prank the Sweet Illusia Bomb (*), and were just sending it off to their best testing facility, Hogwarts. Being it was only five in the morning, the bomb would go off without anyone being the wiser, and with their newest spy pranks they had planted ages ago, they could watch the mayhem. They settled down on their couch to watch their work unfold.

(* named for both a Buffy and Xena episode)

For some reason, everyone in the castle was at breakfast this morning. Harry was sat with his friends, looking about, and being paranoid. For as long as he had been going to Hogwarts, he had been pranked horribly by the Weasly twins, and even though they were no longer going to school, Harry knew they would find some way to prank him. He checked each piece of food he ate for potions, and powders, his drinks as well were tested. He found no sign of a prank at all, and decided that they had been to busy to bother him, and he relaxed.

At that moment, Headmaster Dumbledore stood up, to make a small announcement that pranks today needed to be in fun, not to hurt someone. Clearing his throat, he and everyone else was surprised by the sound of music starting to play. He smiled and then opened his mouth to talk, and from the look of shock on his face, he hadn't intended to start singing.

"There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,

There's a bright golden haze on the meadow,

The corn is as high as an elephant's eye,

An' it looks like its climbin' clear up to the sky.

Oh what a beautiful morning,

Oh what a beautiful day,

I've got a wonderful feeling,

Everything's going my way.

All the cattle are standing like statues,

All the cattel are standing like statues,

They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by

. But a little brown mav'rick is winking her eye.

Oh what a beautiful morning,

Oh what a beautiful day,

I've got a wonderful feeling,

Everything's going my way.

All the sounds of the earth are like music,

All the sounds of the earth are like music,

The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree,

And an ol' Weepin' Willer is laughin' at me.

Oh what a beautiful morning,

Oh what a beautiful day,

I've got a wonderful feeling,

Everything's going my way."

Everyone in the great hall was shocked into silence, until every muggle-born or half-blood wizard and witch in the great hall all stood and applauded the Headmaster. The pure-bloods were all just looking confused, and Dumbledore, well, he just had a smile on his face.

"Well, it seems that I have been the first prank of the day. So, to end this wonderful breakfast entertainment, I must remind all of you that the pranks today CANNOT be in anyway dangerous to anyone. Those who are caught causing harm to others will be given a weeks worth of detention as well as a loss of 50 points for their house. Now, with that said, off to class with you."