Spike hadn't been sure about coming to Divination, and with the news he now had to dress up like a fortune teller he was even less sure.

...It wasn't helping the fifth-year's already grumpy mood.

But it didn't look like he was going to get much choice in the matter, so he dragged his feet over to the dressing-up trunks. Peering into each in turn, he wrinkled his nose. What were those trouser things? And the silly waistcoat. With a sigh, he decided that he'd look pretty ridiculous in whatever he wore, and so took the 'lucky dip' approach with everything except the jewellery.

He drew the line at jewellery.

And thus he ended up wearing purple baggy trouser-short things and a billowing orange shirt. For the finishing touch, he balanced a lime green turban atop his curls.