Okay, can Jace claim his prediction that today isn’t a good day? He doesn’t mind the piled up course work he got back in his dorm, but to have his uniform for the day delivered DYED in PINK was another story. To be honest, he didn’t mind the choice of colour because it reminded him of the sakura months in Japan, however, the thought of his mother getting furious with a set of messed up uniform made him cringe.

Of course, there was a way to return his robes to black with a charm, but given the tight schedule he has for the day, he didn’t have any choice but to showcase his pink wardrobe for everyone in school to see. What’s even weirder was the fact that everyone he came across with had the same problem. Whatever happened to their uniforms? Thinking that that is not important at the moment, Jace made his way to Divination and pulled himself up from the trap door.

Oh Merlin. The room was stuffy, heavily perfumed, and he was wearing pink robes.

*cough* *cough* *cough*

Blinking away the tears that formed in the corner of his eyes, Jace stood straighter and inclined his head towards the professor. “Konnichiwa, Vance-sensei.” Jace then sat next to a Hufflepuff first year (Kimi), gave him a grin and a nod of his head, and wrote down his name plate as instructed: