A/N: This is a story idea that's been begging to be written for a week or so. I like the concept, but I'm not sure where it will go from here or, in fact, if it will go anywhere at all. Not even sure if this will have any romance. Let me know if you guys think this is worth being continued. I'm also curious to see (if you think I should continue to write this) what you think I should do with it. Oh, and this has absolutely nothing to do with my other stories. Ok, here it is then.
Disclaimer: I own the character of Larissa. Everything else is JKR's, and I wouldn't think to earn any money off of it.
"Are you done yet?"
"Shh! Almost. I just have to finish with his hair. I could use some help here. Do the sparkles."
"Sure."
"How's the common room look?"
A small snicker broke the quiet. "Just like we planned. I put up the red and gold draperies, and even stuck a lion or two around."
There was another snicker. "Perfect. Those Slytherins'll be pissed when they wake up."
"Shh! Yeah, I know. Wish we could be here to see it."
"Yeah, me too."
"Luckily, I thought to ask Colin to borrow his camera, and I got some photos of it."
"That was smart thinking."
There was a slight pause that was filled with mumbled charms. "K, Let's get out of here."
"Right."
***
The two sixth year Gryffindors quickly headed away from Draco Malfoy's bed, as quietly as they had come. Once they got back to their own common room, they burst into the laughter that had threatened to burst forth.
"Oh. My. Stars! I wish we could see the looks on their faces when they wake up tomorrow morning!" Ginny Weasley wheezed, laughing so hard she almost couldn't speak.
Her partner in crime and fellow sixth year Gryffindor Larissa Devlin laughed almost as hard. "I'm just glad you brought the camera. I would never have thought of that!"
"I'm a genius, I know."
The two girls looked at each other and laughed even harder. Larissa finally managed to calm down enough to say, "Yeah, well, I'm the one who thought of the pig latin curse. I'd like to see him try and insult someone tomorrow."
Ginny almost died as a mental image of Draco Malfoy insulting Harry Potter in pig latin jumped in her mind. It took her a few moments to calm down enough to say anything in response. "That's true. That was a stroke of brilliance, that."
"I sure had fun doing this tonight." Her voice adopted a posh accent. "Splendid job on the sparkles, m'dear. Splendid indeed."
"Why thank you Ms. Devlin," Ginny replied, with the same accent. "Simply marvelous job on the pink hair. Stunning, simply stunning."
"Thank you Ms. Weasley. It's been a wholly extraordinary experience." The two girls giggled again, both reliving the way Malfoy had looked when they'd left him-long pink hair that glittered with silver sparkles. It was some time before they calmed down.
"Well, Issa, we'd better get to bed, I suppose." Ginny regretted that their night had to end, but at least they hadn't been caught.
"I guess you're right," she answered, a small sigh escaping her. They both got up and walked to the door that led to the girls' dorm. Before they walked into their dorm, Larissa stopped Ginny and looked at her seriously. "Do you think this will do any good?"
Ginny sighed, a wry smile on her lips. "No. Draco will always torment Ron and Hermione-"
"-And Harry," Larissa added, knowing the real reason that had prompted Ginny to pull a prank on Draco Malfoy.
"Yeah, and Harry," Ginny confirmed, "but maybe he'll think twice before he does it again."
"If I believed that, I'd accept a date from a Slytherin."
"Oh I don't know, Neil Alexander's pretty good looking."
She watched as Larissa flushed a slight shade of red, and Ginny couldn't help but grin. If her weaknesses related to Harry Potter, than Larissa's related to good-looking bad boys like Neil Alexander and Draco Malfoy. Ginny punched her lightly on the shoulder before pushing open the door to their room. "C'mon, tomorrow's going to be interesting. Let's get some sleep."
***
As far as Ginny was concerned, the next day came way too soon. She'd barely slipped off to sleep before she'd been shaken awake by an anxious Larissa, the message clear: get dressed quick so we don't miss the show.
Ginny broke a couple of personal records that morning as she rushed around getting ready for breakfast. Larissa was already dressed and as soon as Ginny was ready, the two of them headed down to breakfast. They managed to get there before most of the Slytherins, and the ones who were already down there were grumbling about the way their common room had looked when they'd woken up that morning. As a result, they were glaring murderously at all of the Gryffindors, all of whom had no idea-beyond the usual Slytherin hostility-why they were so upset. Both Ginny and Larissa had to fight from either laughing or bragging about what they had done. They were mostly successful, until Draco Malfoy walked into the room.
Activity in the Great Hall ceased the moment that he walked in. It was easy to see why. He looked normal . . . except for the fact that his normally perfect white-blonde hair was now shoulder-length and pink, with sparkles in it that seemed to catch all the torchlight in the room. For a few seconds, no one said anything, just staring at him. He looked darkly around him, before speaking. "Hat-way are ou-yah all ooking-lay at?"
There was a moment of stunned silence before the confused murmurs began, the populace of the Great Hall attempting to decipher what, exactly, he had said. The quiet laughter that soon followed started at the Gryffindor table, but quickly spread to the Hufflepuffs. The Ravenclaws, in an attempt at diplomacy, coughed quietly and smiled discreetly. The laughter at the Gryffindor table got louder when Draco turned around and glared at the people who were laughing. Under normal circumstances, this would have been effective, but it was just too much, what with his new look.
Thus it went for most of breakfast. The laughter would start to die down, but then someone would remember just what Draco Malfoy looked like, and what he had said, and then it would start up again, spreading through the Great Hall like wildfire, until even the Ravenclaws were having trouble keeping straight faces. Ginny was rather disappointed that Ron, Harry and Hermione weren't here to see it, but she knew they'd eventually hear about it, if they didn't experience it first hand.
She watched as Draco got up to leave the Great Hall, and nudged Larissa. The two got up and followed-at a safe and discreet distance. They had just left the Great Hall and were heading towards the Slytherin common room when Ginny spotted Harry, Ron, and Hermione walking towards them. Hermione was the first to notice that something was . . . different about Draco, and she quickly nudged Harry and Ron-who had been discussing Quidditch-and nodded her head towards Malfoy. They saw him and halted in their tracks, looking rather bewildered.
Draco noticed them staring at him and walked over to them, clearly ready to start something. "If it isn't Otter-pay, Easel-way and Udblood-may," he sneered, obviously expecting to get them riled.
They just looked at him. Harry finally spoke, trying to conceal a grin. "What'd you say Malfoy?" Ron and Hermione, too, were trying not to laugh.
"I as-way ust-jay aying-say hat-tey-"
"Nice hair, Malfoy," Ron interrupted, letting a little laugh out.
"Ut-shay up, Easley-way! Is-they is all our-yay ault-fay. Ou-yay id-day is-they!"
His response was three snickers.
"I'll et-gay ou-yay or-fay is-they!" Malfoy roared.
The snickering turned into laughter.
Ginny could tell, even from her vantagepoint some feet away, that Malfoy was really upset at this response. She grinned over at Larissa, and turned back to watch. She didn't want to miss this.
Malfoy was trying hard to gain control over the situation. "I'm oing-gay o-tay y-may ather-fay all about is-they, and e'll-hay ee-say at-they ou-yay are xpelled-ey!"
Hermione was clutching her stomach, tears rolling down her face. Ron was doubled over, wheezing for air. Harry was leaning up against the wall, pounding one fist helplessly against it. If not for the uproarious laughter, one might have thought they were in trouble or hurt.
Malfoy silently fumed, glaring at the helpless trio. He would have cursed them, but he couldn't speak correctly to say a curse. So he left them with a parting shot. "I'll et-gay ou-yay or-fay is-they." It only succeeded in causing them to laugh harder. He turned and walked briskly away, towards the Hospital Wing.
Ginny and Larissa grinned at each other and gave each other a high five.
Success!