Originally Posted by Emms

Her smile grew bigger when "Theo" hugged her back and, before she knew it, Braeden was in his place. The blonde beamed a happy smile. So her guess was right in the end- she had end up hugging Brae cause it would have been a little weird if she had been hugging a stranger. Oh well. Free hugs. The blonde probably would have coughed but she just had a feeling that it was him and she was overjoyed to see him, back as Brae. Clumsy, adorkable Brae. Her Gryffindor.

The blonde smirked as she looked up and stared into his eyes, briefly. She chuckled and blushed slightly when he kissed her on the cheek. "Yeah, me neither," she added, breathlessly. Until, of course, Theo had changed back. She thought that Braeden was going to die or something.... That would have been terrible- losing someone she really cared loved.
"I thought I had.. You know.." she said, moving her head in the direction of Theo and Alfie. "Kind of screwed things up between them.." she whispered, bitting her lip, before laughing. Something was going on between the two. Alfie said they were meeting up for a study date or something like that? Uh-huh.. Sure...

And then Theo said something about needing a mirror, stealing a quick glance in his direction, her brown eyes grew wider and she tried to hide a smirk that was working its way onto her lips. She coughed and looked away slightly as Alfie was comforting him, telling him that it wasn't that bad. Then she heard some sniggers and laughing from some other people who were witnessing the whole event, so she decided to shot them a quick: 'be silent glare or else'. No one needed to witness this. Only the four of them..

Turning back towards him, she kept a straight face on cause it would be rude just to start smirking and chuckling- but it was funny to see Theo with Brae's hair. It kind of.. suited him. The blonde looked at his hair and just stared for a brief second, with her brown eyes wide. A smile slowly worked its way onto her face. "Theo, it looks.. nice. It could have been worse..." she added, before glancing at Alfie, who looked like she was trying to hide her amusement too. Hmmm.... The blonde raised her eyebrows slowly. Hmmmm...

Originally Posted by Gryffindoll

"I thought so too…" muttered Braeden as Emma expressed her concern about having messed up things between Alfie and Theo. "Actually… I thought I was doing pretty well… Until I saw you - well, Alfie polyjuiced as you - and I just completely forgot the plan." He chuckled softly, shaking his head slightly. Thank MERLIN that hadn't really been Emma. Now that everything was cleared up, he could feel safe laughing and making a joke out of it. And boy, was that a relief.

And then Theo was freaking out somewhere in the background.
Tearing his gaze away from Emma (very reluctantly), Braeden turned his gaze to his Ravenclaw friend, who… well, who was back to himself, but… not entirely. His hair looked awfully familiar.
Braeden gasped. That looked like his hair!

OOOOHHHOHOHOHOHO!
Braeden had an idiotic grin and a dazed look on his face now.
"Looking good, mate!" he approved. WOW. Was it just him or did Theodore just look a thousand times more handsome with that hair?! Of course, the boy was still beautiful with his flawless, bouncy curls, but… but this…. he looked… he looked smooth. Suave. And Braeden liked it.

Originally Posted by princess of*hp*

The mirror that Theodore had borrowed/taken/stolen clattered to the floor. "How supportive," He muttered meekly, crossing his arms over his chest in a 'hmph!'-like manner. He was grateful that, for now, it was just the four of them in the vicinity. But wait until the quidditch team saw this. Wait until the professors saw this. Wait until Bree saw this. Was it possible for cats to laugh?

"I think I need to go... to the infirmary," He spoke decisively, not at all amused. The polyjuice fiasco had nearly left his memory with the tragedy that was now his hair. It didn't suit him at all, and Braeden's sarcasm wasn't helping. He had expected the girls to laugh and attempt to be polite about it, but Brae's hearty words filled with sardonic daggers pierced his sensitive wittle heart and soul. With one hand, he fiddled with the tie around his neck and adjusted Brae's sportjacket that he still wore for his disguise. Looking down at his torso, he realized that the pink shirt didn't exactly help with the silliness of his appearance. Nevermind that he had embarrassed himself in front of Alfie during his performance as Braeden (although since they were together did it even really matter anymore?), but this was utter blasphemy. He could sue Professor Lafay, if he wanted to!

Suddenly, all murderous, humiliated thoughts left his mind as a vacant expression appeared on his face. "Guys..." He murmured, "I feel... hungry." Blink. Stare at your friends like pieces of meat. "Ravenous, actually. Great Hall, now? Now." Had he inherited Braeden's large appetite, too?! Apparently so. Dreams of the school healer fixing everything up zoomed away as his mind was set on a five-course meal, one that was only yards away in the great hall.