Draco Malfoy was having the worst day of his life. Being called orange-head was not fun. This was the last time he was going to let his girlfriend near his hair

“I didn’t know the spell would go wrong.” Ginny reasoned out as if she read Draco’s thoughts

“My hair was fine the way it was.” He insisted as strand of orange hair fell over his eyes

“I swear, I will find a spell to fix that” Ginny promised

“And I’ll be casting it. I don’t want an orange body to go with my hair.” He concluded with a frown.