Draco ran a hand through his hair. It wasn't as white as he liked it, but he hadn't had time to fix it. Today was his chance. Grabbing the box on his way to the shower, he stood in front of the mirror. Opening the box he pulled out the small bottle. He started to squeeze it into his hair. Slowly he massaged it into his scalp.
He closed his eyes. His head started to burn slightly. He opened his eyes again. Behind him in the mirror he saw Hermione trying to hold back laughter. "What are you staring at?" Draco asked. "Are you… bleaching your hair?" She asked, unable to hold back the fits of laughter. "Maybe, why?" Draco countered. "The famed Draco Malfoy, loved for his looks, and his hair, uses bleach?" She laughed. Draco's face started to turn red. "Stop laughing!" He screamed.