Ficlets100 – Prompt: Red
He hated his hair. It couldn't be redder if someone crushed a tomato over his head. "saeta colo colui cultum frons. Now, that's better."
Footsteps on the stairs drew his attention. "Ron, hurry up. We need to leave."
Combing his hair back he walked into the hallway.
"Bloody hell, what did you do to your hair."
"I put a colour charm on it."
"The morning of your wedding? Hermione is going to kill you."
"She won't."
"Yes she will. Undo it before she kills us."
"She wouldn't."
"She will, now please before I end it."
He rolled his eyes. "Fine."
Translastion:
saeta colo colui cultum frons (latin) to (English) hair color brown
