Rose listened to her intently and nodded. 'That's cool! I haven't seen the boy I like for a while now.' Rose shrugged, thinking about it.

"Yeah." Ronnie said. "Oh, who's that?" she asked.

Sweet Merlin! Was Mia really laughing?

"You're not helping." Carter told her. He attempted to glare at her... but it was kind of hard to glare and look intimidating with pink hair.

Why was she laughing again? She suggested it would wash out... so he tried it.

"A... a... Professor?" he stuttered. She seriously wanted him to walk around like this?

"Can't we transfigure it back to normal? What exactly did you put in my hair?"

Rose blinked.Had she not told Ronnie about it? She lowered her normally loud voice to a whisper and grinned. 'Mordred.' she said, going slightly red on her cheeks, putting contrast to her pale face.

Minerva walked over to the table fighting back tears of hurt from all her friends. She stayed her distance, "Rose Violet is in need of your assistants at the Hufflepuff table." Minerva didn't say anymore and turned and walked back to her table, but before she did she looked at Ronnie. "Hey Ronnie" Then she walked away.

Rose looked up to see Minerva speaking to her. 'Violet? Oh, right.' Rose said, wondering what had happened. 'Back in a minute, Ronnie!' Rose smiled, getting up and running to the Puff's table.

Ronnie felt weird. Why hadn't Rose ever told her?! Anyway, she didn't even know who she was talking about. "Ooooo! Rose likes Mor-" but then she paused, so anyone around wouldn't hear. She brought it down into a whisper. "Rose likes Mordred!" she whispered giggling, then she twisted her face. "Who's that?"

Rose laughed loudly and smiled. 'He's a Slytherin in our year.' she whispered. 'Met him on the Hogwarts Express first year!'

"Aww!" Ronnie said smiling. "Cute! I need to meet this guy and hook you two up!" she said waggling her eyebrows.

She immediately bit on her lip to stop herself from laughing. Carter was not a happy chappy, was he? Although his glare did made her giggle just a little but she quickly stopped herself before it became a full blown laugh again. He might hit her with a drumstick or something.

"Well we could..." she began hesitantly. But Transfiguration was definitely not one of her stronger subjects. Even though she had passed her homework with flying colours. Problem was, she couldn't remember the name of the spell. Nor could she remember what she had put in that gel. "Hair gel." she answered confidentally. "Of my own creation." she added with a sheepish look.

Apparently being a hairdresser was out of the question.

" I guesss you did not see me here" William told Minerva. 'So you are just going to leave me here alone?" Willaim asked Minerva. Willaim went walking after her.

Aaron yawned as he made his way into the Great Hall and sat down at the table. He scooped a big pile of porridge onto his plate and ate a full plate before looking up from his food. Something was off...
Aaron rubbed his eyes and looked around the table to see nothing but Gryffindors there.
'Why are you all sitting at-' Aaron turned around and examined the Great Hall. He turned back with a goofy smile on his face, 'right... Gryffindor table.'
He shrugged, he was too hungry to care that he was sat at the wrong table right now. And maybe this meant making some Gryffindor friends, he didn't have any yet.

Looking up to find the source of the complaint that was cut short, Zara saw the culprit and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Weird guy. Why on earth was a Hufflepuff sitting at the Gryffindor Table alone? Mehh, he probably woke just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

After staring examining the guy for quite a while, Zara returned her attention to her soup and bread, not bothering to raise her head once again to take another look at the guy sitting just across the table from her.

Aaron piled some sausages onto his plate, really not all too worried about sitting at Gryffindor table. He had just stuck one into his mouth when he noticed someone staring at him.
He held his plate out, 'wan' won?' He asked while eating a sausage.

He finished the sausage and wiped his hands on his robes before extending a hand to the girl sitting across the table. 'Aaron Roberts is the name. Hufflepuff.' He yawned again, he really shouldn't have gotten up so early.

Well, that was until he actually spoke up. Blinking once, Zara slowly peeked from her heads down position to see if he was actually talking to her. Deciding he was directly looking at her and no one else, she lifted her head up and smiled in response as she got a sausage from his plate. Zara bowed her head slightly to say thanks. The guy might be thinking she's mute by now, but that would be crazy.

Zara bit her lip for a while, deciding if she'd speak or not. She reached out for his hand and shook it with a smile on her face. Then, Zara took out her favorite notebook from her bag and a pen she bought from the Muggle world. She wrote down:

Placing the pen on top, she pushed the notebook gently towards Aaron who was now...well, yawning.

Aaron watched the girl confusedly, was she unable to speak or did she just not want to speak? Or maybe she was playing a game! Aaron smiled and shook her hand enthusiastically. He watched her write something on a sheet of paper as he ate some more sausages, deciding that Gryffindor food was just as good as Hufflepuff food.

'These elves really make the delicioustest food.' He said and accepted the notebook.
He chuckled as he read it, he was her brother now?
'Hiya Zara.' Aaron spoke, thinking it best not to write anything in his horrible handwriting. 'Are you my sister?' He frowned in confusion.

The young cub watched as the guy in front of her shook her hand, as though hers was about to break at any moment now. But it didn't. Whew. She can't help but notice his good appetite for food. Or he was just probably hungry. Or a glutton. Or not.

Nodding in response, she pushed her plate towards him in an attempt to share her food. She was kind of full already anyway.

Zara smiled so widely that the dimples in her cheeks showed and that her eyes closed, then she tiled her head a little to the left. It was her response to his greeting. A weird response, I might add.

Returning back to her normal face, Zara shrugged, a little confused at his question. Completely abandoning what she was eating, she reached out for her notebook and scrawled on it once more.

She passed it on once more to the other side of the table, completely oblivious to the fact he was referring to her writing down 'big brother.'

Walked into the great hall, looking slightly gloomy, Alicia quickly sat on an empty seat at the Gryffindor Table. She turned her head right and left, wondered if she knew the person next to her, but no, she didn't know them at all. "I shouldn't have left for too long.." Alicia mumbled quietly in depression, hoping someone would at least talk to her.

Carter didn't like that she was so hesitant. "Well... I could do it..." As long as he knew there was nothing in the gel that would affect the spell. But then again... any spell he did would just be temporary...

"... And do you remember what exactly you put in this?" he asked motioning to his hair.

Ehh... maybe they should go see a Professor. Or the nurse.

See!

Even Carter didn't think he could do it either, if his hesitancy was anything to go by. It looked like she wasn't the only who didn't know how to change his hair back. Personally, Mia thought it better to go seek out one of the Professors because if they did something wrong, the Gryffindor may end up with no hair at all.

Mia placed a finger to her lips while she contemplated his question. What did she put in that gel? "Well I remember putting in some pomegranate juice. Probably the reason for the colour of your hair right now." she pointed out unhelpfully.

"And...um...some flobberworm mucus and a bit of this and a bit of that." Did that help any? Somehow she doubted it.

"H-hi" Ronnie said, totally confused.

Pomegranate juice... that wasn't so bad.

Carter then blinked repeatedly. "Flobberworm mucus?" he asked. "You put... flobberworm mucus in my hair?" He wasn't the type of guy that cared about his looks... but that was just gross.

"Wait... you were planning on putting flobberworm mucus in your hair?" Seriously. Mia was not like any normal girl. Or any normal person really.

He grabbed another goblet of water and dumped it on his head. "You think the mucus is out yet?" He wasn't about to go see a Professor with that in his hair.

"Well...duh!" Mia looked at Carter as though he had grown another head. Obviously the Gryffindor was not very good at potions. Of course neither was she but she had been sure that everyone knew what Flobberworm mucus was used for. "I needed the gel to be thick. Have you ever seen runny hair gel?"

He was so silly. That's why she didn't even bother to asnwer his question. Well of course she was going to put the gel in her hair. Well...she wasn't now since it turned your hair pink but otherwise she would have. What would be the point of making it, if she wasn't going to use it. Silly boy.

And there he went again dumping water on his head. And again, Mia couldn't help but laugh at how silly he looked. "It's hard to say." she said, reaching up and running her fingers through it. "Have you always had so much hair?" She didn't think it had been that thick when she had first put the gel in.

Rose blushed bright red and smiled shyly. A feat not easily done to Rose Deluise. 'You do need to meet him, he's awesome...' she smiled.

"Aww, Rose is blushing!" Ronnie teased. "Yeah I do need to meet this guy!" she said nodding her head. "And then I'll hook you two up..." she said rubbing her hands together and cackling.