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"Filch! What a surprise!" gasped Ron as a rather moody Filch walked in with a pink Mrs. Norris. He was not happy.
"Weasley," he grunted, "What did you do to my cat?"
"I styled her up," Ron grinned.
"She looks…pink."
"That's cause she is…silly."
Filch took a deep breath and whispered, "It's quite good actually."
"Thanks."
"Do you have time to do my hair?"
"Sure have a seat!"
Filch sat down uncomfortably with Mrs. Norris in his lap. Filch flinched when Ron cut his hair short. He never had short hair in his entire life so it was a change. Ron gave Filch pigtails on both sides and he began to braid his hair. "You know Filch, if you added some color to your wardrobe, the ladies will be all over you."
"Really?"
Ron conjured up a pink tux and a bow tie. "Let me finish your hair and then you came change."
Ron found a knot in Filch's hair and he hissed at it. The knot disappeared. Filch felt like he was going to smile. He never smiled unless the students were groaning in pain. He was a sick man.
"There!"
Filch looked at the mirror. He had pink hair and braided pig tails that connected at the back of his head. "I feel so pretty!" Filch giggled as he did a dance and set Mrs. Norris down.
He went into the hidden dressing room and he came out wearing the pink tux. Professor Mcgonagall walked in and when she saw Filch she shouted, "HUBBA HUBBA!"
She jumped into his arms and said, "Kiss me you lug of man you!"
Filch wiggled his eyebrows as he went off in the corner with her to make out. "TAKE IT OUTSIDE!" yelled Ron.
The two ran outside and continued to kiss and giggle. "Wow, not only am I a hairstylist. I'm also a fashion designer and I'm a matchmaker," Ron thought to himself.
(A/N: I SMELL A SEQUEL!!!!!!! MWHAHAHAHAHAH!)
Ron was going to close up for the night, but those plans were interrupted by a surprise guest. Ron's mouth dropped. "Oh MY GOD!" he yelled.