Draco Malfoy woke to a fresh and bright morning. He had the strangest dream that Potter was in his room. But it was very unlikely. No one as stupid as Potter could figure out the password, he Draco, had made up. It was much too clever.
Well, he was glad that they extended the date for the Hogwarts Ball. More time to plan and ask out Hermione, of course. But one can't ask out another if they didn't have the proper look and attire.
Draco went into his wardrobe and picked out one of his best cloaks and ties and such. He then went into the bathroom to take a shower. Unknown to him, however, was that young Harry Potter "rearranged" his hair products.
So, alas. Draco didn't see what he was using because Harry had been smart enough to leave some of the original substance so it looked like it hadn't been meddled with. Draco went into the same routine he did everyday. First shampoo, then conditioner, hair spray, and large amount of gel. As Draco massaged his thick head with all that gunk, Harry remembered to change Draco's mirror, so that it only showed what it had shown the day before. So poor Draco couldn't see that, with more hair stuff he put it on, the pinker it got.
Draco looked at himself and smiled. He then went and got dressed and decided to go the Great Hall for breakfast.
Harry, on the other hand, woke up with a mischievous grin on his face. Today was the day Malfoy was going to get it. Harry then got dressed and went down to breakfast.
Harry went to go sit at the Gryffindor table; he noticed Hermione wasn't here yet. But Ron was, for he was gobbling up large amounts of bacon and egg.
"Morning Ron" Harry said rather cheerfully.
"What are you so happy about?" Ron asked, showing suspicion on his face.
"Oh nothing, you'll see for yourself in a few minutes." Harry said, helping himself to toast.
Harry wondered where Malfoy was. It had been about 10 minutes now, Where was that git? The normal noisy chatter made it hard for Harry to think. As he helped himself to some eggs, there was a sudden silence in the Great Hall. Next to him, he saw Ron drop his silverware, his mouth still half chewing a mixture of bacon and eggs.
There in the middle of the Great Hall stood Draco. But this Draco had hot, hot, hot, hot pink hair. And not only that, it had specks of different colors also. He looked like a complete lunatic, not that he did before.
Harry saw the looks on Fred and George's faces. He mouthed, "Your dye was great" Fred and George still looked astonishingly at the top of Draco's head.
"What happened? Why is everyone so bloody quiet? Did something die in here?" Draco asked, suppressing a small grin.
"Yea your chances of ever getting your normal hair back!" Someone shouted.
"Who said that? What's wrong with my hair?" Draco asked suspiciously, as if they were all playing a prank on him.
"Haven't you seen yourself in the mirror Malfoy? You look a mess." Pansy cooed.
"Oh shut up you pug-faced cow!" Malfoy seemed apparently furious. No one made fun of his hair. Ever. He needed a mirror quick. But where to find one. Who did he know what always carried around a mirror?
"Professor Snape!" Malfoy practically screamed at Snape.
"What is it Mr. Malfoy?" Snape asked calmly, as though stifling a laugh at Draco's hair.
"I need your mirror quick! You know that one when you use-----" \
"Enough Malfoy! Here just take it and leave." Snape said, his face turning pink.
He slid the mirror towards Malfoy.
Draco held up the mirror to his fair. He slowly looked at his hair. It was not his usually sleek blonde. It was -------
"PINK!" Draco let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Wow he sounds like a girl, doesn't he?" Ron asked, laughing at Draco.
"Doesn't he always?" Harry replied, grinning from ear to ear.
Harry heard Draco yell bloody murder and he swore he saw tears in hose gray eyes of his. Harry couldn't help but laugh some more. With that episode, Draco ran out of room, blubbering away.
Harry and Ron decided to leave the Great Hall. As they were walking, Malfoy zoomed towards them, holding something.
"Hahahaha", he laughed maniacally.
"I knew it would be you, Potter! I found this in my room today! Do you know what it is Potter?"
Harry looked astounded at what Malfoy was holding; it was the Marauder's Map. Harry didn't know how the heck Malfoy knew that was the Marauder's Map, and that Harry had it.
"HAHA! Only you could be the one to leave a piece of parchment in, after doing a prank. Its so you." Draco said, with a crazed expression on his face.
"Umm…ok..You got me. It was I! Wasn't it brilliant Malfoy? You do look loads better this way!" Harry grinned.
Draco glared at Harry and punched him, right in the face.
Harry was now sporting a bloody nose.
"You did not just hit me…" Harry said quietly.
"Yes, I believe I did." Malfoy shot back.
The two boys got into a fight. Not just any ordinary fight too. It was a fight filled with high-pitched shrieks, hair pulling, punching, and nail breaking. It was so horribly pathetic that a crowd of people surrounded the two.
"Thanks a lot Potter! You've ruined my hair, now Hermione won't even go out with me!" Malfoy whined.
"OH stop blabbering Malfoy! Who cares about your feminine problems" Harry said.
Suddenly, a sonorous shriek erupted from the crowd.
"Oh Dracki-poo, how could you?" said Pansy Parkinson.
"I thought you were going to the ball with me? But instead you want to go out with that busybody Granger?" "How could you?" Pansy screamed.
"You? Why would I ever take you?" "Have you seen yourself Pansy?" Draco replied, with an air of arrogance.
"Are you saying I'm ugly? I am NOT ugly!" "Ugly is something like Cho Chang, for example.
Cho Chang made her view through the crowd, her face red with anger.
"Psh oh no you didn't!" With that being said, Cho made an elaborate z-snap, right in Pansy's face.
"Oh well FINE! If Draco doesn't want to take me I guess I'll go with Harry Potter, you know that guy who fought the Dark Lord.
"OH nuh-uhhhhhhh! No way you're taking My HARRY! He's obviously going to take me to the ball. " Cho spat back.
"Why would anyone take you out? You are so ugly. Plus that hairstyle is so last week." Pansy replied back.
"You can call me ugly, but you cannot diss my hair! And besides I, for one, have an IQ bigger than one of troll's! " Cho said back smartly.
"Oh you did not just call me dumb, did you?" Pansy said, her pug face in outrage.
"Oh I believe I did" Cho shot back.
Pansy came up to Cho, and pulled her hair.
"OWWW! LET GO! " Cho screamed in agony. Cho then bit Pansy's arm.
"ARGHHHH!" Pansy shrieked.
"That'll leave a mark, that will." Fred whispered To George.
"Wow that Cho can bite." George said.
"Hey George, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Fred said with a grin on his face.
"Yes…I think I do." George said with a smile.
Fred and George were now taking bets from the gathered crowd, as to who will win, Cho or Pansy? Most people bet on Cho, because she was nicer than Pansy.
Harry and Draco, on the other hand, just watched, their mouths agape, at the scene the two girls were making.
Ron, too watched, although it seemed he was enjoying the whole thing.
"I wonder how Cho can do that z-snap. I'm going to try!" Ron said, his freckled face filled with excitement.
With that, Ron tried to the z-snap. "Snap snap OW!" Poor, foolish Ron poked himself in the eye. Harry and Draco sniggered nearby.
"STOP!" came the shrill shriek from the one and only, Hermione.
"What are you people doing? It's completely barbaric! Shame on you!" Hermione said, her face contorted with anger.
Cho and Pansy stopped their silly fight, Cho had a bloody nose and her hair was all messed up, while Pansy had a large bite mark on her hand and looked ruffled.
"Hermione…I would like to say something." Draco began.
"I—what happened to your hair Malfoy? Hermione said, her anger suddenly vanished, replaced by laughter.
"Well, if it wasn't for stupid Potter here, I wouldn't have this…pink hair." Draco said.
"Harry? You did this to Malfoy? Harry…that's not very nice of you." Hermione said, narrowing her eyes at Harry, who hung his head in shame.
"I didn't do anything Hermione." Ron chirped up.
Hermione looked at Ron and smiled. "Good for you Ron."
Ron grinned at Harry and Malfoy, who gave him death glares.
"Oh erm Hermione, Ive been meaning to ask you something." Ron said, still smiling.
"Well what is it Ron?" Hermione said impatiently.
"Would you…umm…I—I-I umm I-I err." Ron stuttered
"Look Ron, I have to go. You can stutter at me later." With that being said Hermione went away.
Slowly, the crowd vanished around the three boys and Cho and Pansy.
"Draco I cant believe you want to take that Granger to the ball." "Why?" Pansy said, sniffling.
Draco let out a sigh of exasperation. "Because you're a complete cow, Parkinson." "And your ugly too, might I add." Draco said.
"Fine then! Harry will you go out with me then?" Pansy cooed, smiling sweetly. It was revolting.
"Umm no, your so ugly and ughh." "Who, in their right mind, would take you?" Harry said, a look of utter disgust on his face. "Besides I'm asking Hermione."
"WHAT?" Cho screamed. "How could you Harry!" "I though you would take me. I though we had something…" Tears started pouring down her face.
"And we have a thunderstorm brewing up ladies and gentlemen. You can expect a lot of Rain." Ron said, mocking a weather forecast.
"SHUT UP!" And Cho fled the room, obviously in utter despair.
"Was it something I said?" Ron asked innocently.
The three boys looked at each other, and laughed. Asking out Hermione wasn't going to be easy at all. This was going to be a battle with many obstacles. Little did they know, another girl is going to come into the picture. Now Cho and Pansy are involved. And the battle has just started.
WHEW! That was kind of hard to write. It's not that funny. I'm sorry; I am not good with humor. Thanks to "the boy who smells like cabbage" for most of the ideas for this chapter. Hehe. :-D
