A/N: Here's yet another exciting chapter in A Family of My Own…in case you couldn't tell that was sarcastic. I'm so utterly BORED right now. Before I forget I wanted to thank the two people who put this story in their C2.
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Draco's POV
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The twins' identical shrieks put my senses on overdrive and I hightailed it down to the labs (don't ask me what hightailed means; it's a term Griffith uses often when telling stories. I honestly don't get what it means. He doesn't have a tail…does he?).
When I reached the stairs I saw a brunette twin and a raven haired twin carrying a blond Griffith. I set my death glare on the both of them and they had the courtesy to look sheepish. "We tried to warn him not to come in." They chorused, trying to get a better grip on the unconscious boy.
"So why is he unconscious when you aren't?" I asked, directing them to the nearest guestroom.
"We're not sure." The brunette started.
"Maybe he's allergic to something we put into the potion." The black haired twin suggested setting my boyfriend down on the large bed in the center of the room. The two of them took out their wands and sent a spell spiraling towards Griffith. Nothing happened and I glared at them.
"Perhaps that's the wrong spell." The brunette offered but I could tell that neither of them believed that. They sent the same spell at each other and instantly they were both red heads again.
"You two will find a way to turn his hair back or you better believe that neither of you will have a clue who you are by tomorrow morning." The two young men gulped and started talking in hushed whispers. Every now and again they'd look at me and eventually they spoke. "Why don't you go get everyone else, we may need all the help we can get."
Their suggestion sparked an idea. Hermione could fix Harry's hair with her White magic. I went racing through the house gathering up everyone I could find. Hermione was the last person I found huddled up in a room at the back of the house practicing her magic without her wand.
"Hurry, the twins have done something to Griffith and they can't fix it. Do you think you'd be able to help?" She nodded solemnly and we went racing back to the guest room only to find it empty. We both looked at each other and ran up to Griffith's room.
There he was with everyone huddled around his bed, the twins still shooting spells and counter-jinxes at the blond young man. Hermione and I pushed to the front. She muttered something and there was a bright flash of light. When I opened my eyes Griffith looked exactly the same. She pulled out her wand and tried a few more spells before turning to me and shrugging.
"It could be worse." The older Weasley told me.
I looked at Griffith and sighed. I suppose I could get used to him being blond but that was supposed to be my thing. "I suppose." I tilted my head and studied my boyfriend. "I mean, he could be a redhead." I fake shuddered then burst out laughing. Realizing I was joking the three Weasleys joined in.
A sigh came from the bed and the room went silent. Everyone turned to Griffith and watched as his eyes cracked open. "What happened?" He asked; his voice rough and scratchy.
"Are you okay?" One of the twins asked him.
"Yeah," he croaked, "I think so." He pulled himself up and leaned against the headboard. "But what happened?"
"One of our experiments went a little haywire-" One of the twins said but I had already started to tune them out and focus on how much softer his hair looked now that it was lighter. As his head moved his hair swung over his shoulder and I wanted to reach out and touch it. I mentally shook my head and refocused on the conversation.
"What did it do?" Griffith was asking and I bit my bottom lip nervously. Grabbing a mirror from the top shelf of his wardrobe I shoved it in front of his face. He gasped and dropped the mirror onto the bed covers. "Can you reverse it?"
The older Weasley shook his head. "That's the thing. The twins have tried everything to fix it but nothing worked."
"I could brew you a Hair Dye Potion." Severus suggested.
"No." Everyone stared at him shocked. "I think I'll keep it for now. I've been looking for a new look." He smiled up at me and I sat down next to him wrapped my arms around him and pulling him into a hug.
"I think it looks good." I whispered to him so that no one could hear. His face flushed and he sent everyone away, gripping my arm tightly so that I couldn't move.
As soon as the last person had left the room he turned to me, a grim look set on his delicate features. "The final battle will be coming up soon." He stated.
"Yeah, it's approaching fast." I reveled in the spicy scent of his cologne.
"I don't want you fighting." He said, pulling away slightly. I tried to protest but he cut me off. "I'm not going to lose someone I love again. You are what's most important to me and I want to keep you out of harm's way."
"Griffith," I argued, "I can protect myself. I've been working on my dueling and you know that I'd be able to handle anything thrown at me." He tried to get a word in but I shushed him with a stern look. "If you wanted to keep everyone that you loved safe then you'd be out there fighting this battle on your own." Griffith sighed. "Listen, whether you like it or not some people are going to get hurt."
"I know," he whispered sadly, "I just don't want it to be you." We sat there in silence for a while before he said, "I wouldn't be alone you know." It took me a while to figure out what he was talking about. "I'd have your godfather by my side."
I laughed and hit the young man with the nearest pillow. "Very funny, you know you love Sev."
"I do not! But we are pretty good friends now." He admitted. "Ever since I brought him back it seems as if there's this understanding between us. It's much better than the hatred that seemed to be directed at me before."
"He never hated you." I lied through my teeth. (Another one of Griffith's sayings that I don't get. I'm not saying it through my teeth, my mouth is wide open.) Griffith looked at me and I laughed. "So maybe he did a little but he hasn't since he found out who you were. He just never knew how to act around you."
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A/n: So that's it, it wasn't too drastic, was it?! WHO WANTS ME TO KEEP HIM BLOND?!
