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unicornkeeper07 
"Yeah, I'm simply not intelligent enough to pull of the blond," Rafe said as he ran his fingers through his jet black hair. "I'm not sure you can handle going so dark, might make you look a little too dark and depressed." Rafe put on a radiant smile. He never really imagined himself with any other hair color, both his parents had black hair. "Maybe I could be a red-head?" Rafe pondered.
Rafe bit his lip, but then quickly stopped. He was starting to pick up on some of Marilyn's habits. "I'm not saying you should feel bad at all. You've always been independent. Though now you don't have to be alone. I'd be more than happy to take you the remaining journey all the way to the Great Hall," he said as he extended his arm. "There's no telling what we might find ourselves getting into once inside!" Rafe raised his eyebrow.
"I'd have to say no to red hair. I'm not that fond of it, for some reason..." Her grandmother had mentioned red hair once when she had still been alive, and Marilyn remembered her face scrunching up in disgust. Her grandmother had just laughed, saying that some of the Weasley hatred was still there...or whatever.
"And I'd have to agree about the dark color on me. I think chocolate is as dark as I'd go."
Grabbing his hand, she began walking the rest of the way to the Great Hall. Her eyebrow arched delicately when Rafe mentioned getting inside.
"It almost sounds as if you've planned something...but I know this couldn't be true. Not my sweet, loving Gryffindor. He'd never do such a thing." Marilyn laughed, shaking her head.
"Carter's going to be in there...I just hope I'm strong enought to handle this tonight..."
She froze when Carter suddenly appeared. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her away before anything could really be said.
"Um...Carter..."