Raynie shoved the last of what she would need into her trunk. She was going to visit her muggle relatives for Christmas. She could not wait. She slammed her trunk shut then began to hull it into the common room. As she dragged it into the room, Cedric ruffled her hair, causing her to drop the end she was holding.

"Hey!" Raynie yelled smacking his hand away, "It took me five whole minutes to do my hair!"

"I am so sorry my dear princess, shall I fix it for you?" he said mockingly.

"What? I mean, yes, you shall." Raynie said playing along.

Cedric sat her down in one of the un-used plush armchairs. Raynie hear him mutter a few words and felt a tap on her head. She felt her hair tighten in places and relax in others. After a few seconds on hesitation he murmured another string of words and tapped her head again. Raynie watched her long bangs that fell framed her face turn from the eye-popping pink that she had grown accustomed change to the light brown that was her natural hair color.

"What did you do!" Raynie shrieked, turning to look at him.

"I turned it back," Cedric replied, shocked at her reaction.

"Why in the name of Merlin would you do that?" Raynie yelled, they were drawing the attention of the other students.

"Well you said your…" Cedric began, but was cut off when Raynie made a shrill noise and ran from the room. Cedric didn't even try to follow. She was mad at him, and anything he said would only make it worse. The best thing he could do was wait for her to cool off. Maybe she would like him better after the holiday.

Fred and George were worried. Raynie was not sitting with the Hufflepuffs as she had planned. Even more surprising she wasn't in the Great Hall at all. Raynie never missed breakfast, lunch, maybe, dinner on occasion, but never breakfast. Plus, she told them if she didn't eat before traveling she gets motion sick, and they had planned on sharing a compartment. They excused themselves and slipped into a broom cupboard to locate their friend.

She was sitting in the kitchen when the boys reached her, a scarf around her head, shrouding her face. She was speaking to a house elf.

"Raynie?" Georges asked tentatively, "Are you alright?"

Raynie jumped slightly at the sound of his voice. She hastily wiped her eyes before answering. "Yeah, I'm fine." Then she smiled a smile so fake it looked plastic.

"Don't lie," Fred said, "Tell us what's wrong."

The smile fell from Raynie's face, "Can you fix it?" she whispered, pulling the scarf off her head. Her hair was blotchy, with a funky shade of green scattered through it.

"What happened?" Fred asked as George went over to inspect the girl's hair.

"Cedric…" Raynie said.

"I never liked him." Fred cut her off.

"no, he put it back to my natural color." Raynie paused, "and then I tried to change it back and well… this." She then proceeded to bury her face in her hands. Fred patted her arm as George lifted a lock of her hair to inspect it better.

"I have good news," George said, Raynie looked up, "I can fix this mess you did to your hair, but if we try to color it, it might fall out."

"Just fix it," She said. George muttered a few words and tapped her head. The splotches faded and the green lost its blue tone. Raynie Day looked like the girl on the train again. She breathed a sigh of relief, then she grabbed her goblet and drowned the juice. The house elves squeaked in protest and Raynie fell over. Fred caught her before she hit the ground.

"What the…." George began, then he turned to the house elves, "What happened?"

"It is all Dinky's fault sir!" an elf said, "Dinky thought that it would be good to give something to calm Miss Raynie Down. Then Dinky would fetch a teacher. Miss Raynie was not supposed to drink it all at once. Dinky is a bad elf. Bad Dinky!" The elf began to hit itself on the head.

"How long will she be out?" George asked as Fred tried to shake Raynie awake, ignoring what the elf said.

"Miss Raynie should wake in a few hours." Another elf spoke, "Will you take her to the train? We have already taken her trunk to her Compartment. We will place your things there too."

"Her compartment?" Fred asked, giving up on waking the girl.

"Yes, the one Miss Raynie asked us to put her things in. The same one she came to Hogwarts in."

"Yeah," George said, "That would be great."