The Day Lupin Woke Up To Find He Suddenly Had The Cure Hair

It was early in the morning, and Remus Lupin got out of his bed to brush his teeth. It was a Monday, and he would have to teach in a few hours' time.

He got up, stretched, yawned, kicked his blankets off himself and stepped out of his den.

He scratched his back and stumbled towards his bathroom. He didn't care to bother to put on anything more than the moth-eaten shirt and the ragged pyjama-trousers, since no-one ever came up to his private rooms this early.

He pulled up his trousers twice before he reached his bathroom, as the elasticity of the band had quite evaporated some four years earlier.

Lupin felt pretty bad; it had been Full Moon two nights back, and he was still recovering. He dared to throw a glance into the mirror - and dropped his toothbrush.

Slowly blinking back at him was a young man with large, dark circles under his eyes and lines across his forehead that shouldn't have been there, yet. But the thing that really made Lupin stare at his own reflection was the unfamiliar haircut; he could have sworn he had stepped into his bed with an unkempt version of some silly early-seventies haircut, but now, somehow, his hair had managed to closely resemble Robert Smith's hair.

Tentatively, he reached up to feel his hair, which apparently had been covered in some sticky, slimy substance of some sort. As he found it truly was his very own The Cure haircut, Lupin's face split into a grin and he decided to leave it at that.

As soon as he was dressed and ready, he dashed downstairs for breakfast.

He was soon disappointed over the fair exclusiveness of his styling; his face fell as he noticed EVERY SINGLE PERSON in the Great Hall had a The Cure cut, even a slightly disgruntled McGonagall. The only one still fully himself was Snape, looking around the Hall undisturbed, only huffing slightly at everyone's apparent lack of taste.

"Hey," Lupin said, still hopping about excitedly, "you have The Cure hair, too! And you, too! And even you! How very curious!"

"Curious, indeed," remarked Snape. "Are you aware of the fact you are probably the only one NOT minding his new hair?"

"Oh," said Lupin disappointed. "That's a great pity." And with a large sigh and a flick of his wand, his hair was back its normal, dorky, standing-on- end self.