The next few days were utter chaos. Puck had apparently managed to dye every singles persons hair, except for Sabrina. She had luckily seen the affects of showering before she had gotten the chance to.

Unfortunately for everyone else in the castle, the spell wouldn't wear off until a week after it had started. This meant that you might see Snape grimacing in the mirror as he examined his flowery bright green hair, or see a cheerful Dumbledore and his bouncing purple afro. The teachers found it even harder than usual to get students to concentrate, even more so when the class had the twins and their insane make-up smiling creepily and saying "Why so serious?" before bursting out in insane laughter. Even McGonagall couldn't keep a straight face in her class when Luna's simple blue highlights started flashing and blinking, just because it had started to rain. The weight from her pink beehive had almost caused her to fall over when she realized Luna loved the hair as she said, "Oh! I didn't think it could get better!" and started humming Frosty the Snowman. The whole castle was turned into a mad house from all of the crazy hair.

Unfortunately for everyone's sanity, Puck decided to take his obsession with pranks to a whole new level. People now had to be careful around pillows, seeing as they might start eating their clothes, and a person's mattress might have been eaten and impersonated by a magical jumping mattress. The castle seemed to have been turned upside down. Students had no idea when they might walk down a hallway and see Ms. Norris dyed another obnoxiously bright shade of yellow, or see all the pictures around you stroking their newly grown mustaches.

Much to everyone's surprise, Puck didn't show his face once. Most expected him to fly around and laugh at everyone's misfortune, but it was as if he had just vanished.

So that was the state of the castle that rainy morning, as Sabrina struggled to catch a tasty pear that was currently in a Congo line that consisted of several fruits and one giant pumpkin pie.

"I give up! How on earth did he manage to get every single piece of food to start dancing!" she cried, throwing her arms up in exasperation.

"But your wrong, he didn't get all of it." Harry whispered conspiratorially, passing her a granola bar.

"Thanks, I'm starved. Where'd you get these?" she asked as she greedily took a large bite.

"I keep a few in my trunk, you never know." Was the reply as he took a bite of his own granola bar.

"Well thank god for that! You're a lifesaver. I have to go, I promised Hermione I'd help her practice some charms." She gave him a hug before racing off, her robes flaring around her.

"Good Luck!" he shouted after her, sighing dreamily as she gave him a final smile and wave good-bye.

"Bloke you have fallen hard for little Miss Temper." George plopped down next to him, taking a bite out of a mysteriously still apple.

"Yeah…" He sighed, not realizing what George was saying. "Wait what? No! I am not in love with her! We're just friends." He said the last words dejectedly.

"Fine, let's pretend you two are 'just friends'. But if you wanted to be more than friends,"

"Hypothetically?"

"Of course. Now let's say hypothetically you wanted to be more than 'just friends', you need to do something about it! Lying around and sighing dreamily won't get you anywhere. I suggest you just go up to her and ask her out, our next Hogsmeade trip is coming up, take her to the Three Broomsticks or something. But I'd hurry if I were you. After that little 'towel incident' a whole lot of guys are drooling over her. Heck I'd even asked her out! I mean who knew she looked like that." George whistled, oblivious to Harry's glare.

"Don't you like Angelina?" Harry pointed out.

"Yeah, too bad I'm already a taken man. But that doesn't mean I can't admire from a far!"

Any normal person would have fled for their life from the glare Harry was giving

George. Luckily for George and his life, he didn't notice.

"Well I have to go, good luck lover boy!" George smiled, waltzing away to flirt with Angelina.

Harry sat still for a few seconds before realizing George was right, he had heard many of the guys talking about asking her out. He needed to act before it was to late!

He ran out of the Great Hall, almost tripping on several first years. Finally he found Sabrina yelling at Puck for some unknown reason. It was pretty amazing that despite the fact that no one had seen him for a week, she could always find him when she was angry.

"The castle is chaos thanks to you! I have to avoid pillows now for the sake of my clothes, are you ever going to grow-up? Oh hey Harry, what's up."

It's now or never, "Do you want to go out with me? There's a trip to Hogsmeade coming up and I thought we could go to the Three Broomsticks." Oh god she's going to say no. Why did I ask anyway? This is going to screw up our friendship so mu-

"Sure, I'd love to." She smiled that amazing smile of hers.

"Brilliant, well I'll see you later." He smiled; sure his head was going to explode from joy.

"Wait a minute, you hardly know scar-boy here and you're going to go out with him? Oh look at me, I'm the famous Harry Potter and I can do magic tricks with my itty bitty wand." Said Puck sarcastically. Somehow he had gotten Harry's wand and was swishing it around in an alarming manner. There was a loud POP, and all of a sudden Sabrina had been turned into a wasp.

"Bzzzz, look what you did you stupid fairy! Turn me back right now!" Sabrina's voice came out as a high-pitched buzzing noise as she stung Puck repeatedly.

"I don't –ow- know-ow- how! Stop-ow-stinging me!" Puck yelped and started flying away, but he was un-able to escape Sabrina and her new stinger.

"Turn me back!" she yelled, managing to sting him on the nose. She had him cornered. Puck dropped Harry's wand as he struggled to protect his face from Sabrina's fury.

"Apis retro!" Harry cried, pointing his wand at Sabrina. With another POP she turned back into her normal form, only to find herself in the air.
"Ahh!" she screamed as she fell to the ground. Puck took advantage of his freedom to fly away, screaming for help at the top of his lungs.

Unfortunately for Harry and luckily for Sabrina, he was right below her.

"Oof!" he grunted as she came crashing down on him.

"Oh my gosh Harry! Are you alright?" She looked down at him worriedly.

"Yeah I'm great." He murmured. Sabrina was lying on top of him, but he didn't care.

"Good, I thought you might be hurt. Here let me help you up." She crawled off of him, holding out her hand, which he took gratefully. Truth be told he would probably have a giant bruise on his back, not that he was going to complain.

"Thanks for catching me, but I have to go kill Puck." She said apologetically before running away. Quickly she doubled back and kissed Harry on the cheek.

"Thanks again for catching me." She smiled before running away.

For the rest of the day, Harry's face was dyed a bright shade of red.

"Class, I understand that we have a students here today who have already experienced the phenomenon of seeing into future. Isn't that right Miss. Grimm?" Trelawney gazed at the blushing girl, her wide eyes unblinking behind her glasses. It was Sabrina's first day of Divination, and she was regretting the fact that she had showed up to class. The room was heavy with incense and smoke, the thick curtains keeping the beautiful day at bay.

"Uh yeah… My sister and I got sucked into a tear in time. We saw into the future in a couple years. Let's just say that the future wasn't one that I look forward to." She stated simply, trying to ignore the stares from everyone around her. They all remembered her fight with Puck when she had revealed that they were married in the future. Malfoy had tried to tease her about it; unfortunately for him it resulted in a trip to the Hospital Wing. The incident had been a taboo subject- at least when around Sabrina- and had not been mentioned for quite a while.

But here was her quirky professor asking her in front of a group of eager eyed students.

"Yes, but what did you see. That, my dear, is the true reason why we are here; to unravel the mystery that the future holds. Now my dear; what did you see during your journey to the future?" The whole class stared expectantly at her, ignoring the blush on her cheeks.

"Uh, well I saw myself as a 24 year-old, and my sister Daphne had a scar, but we prevented that when we got back. The Scarlet Hand had taken over the town and my home was destroyed. I think my family has changed it for the better though." She hoped the questions would end at that. She really didn't want to get into what she saw, or what she felt…

"Yes dear, but what was your life like? If I remember correctly you mentioned being married to that boy. Is this true."

Luckily Sabrina was saved from answering as Harry collapsed from his chair, writhing in pain.

"Boy! What is wrong? What did see?" she leaned over him, shaking him into consciousness.

"Nothing it was nothing, just a headache." He mumbled, fingers pressing into the lightning shaped scar. He ran out of the room as Trelawney called after him. She seemed so set upon what Harry has supposedly seen, she forgot all about Sabrina and her future.

Hope you enjoyed it, the next chapter has a very long authors note that my sister and I wrote while in Mexico. Sacrifice 5 reviews and it's all you!