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Jun shook his head. Sure he was upset at Lou, but he quickly realized it wasn't his fault. Jun should just put a big sticker on his head that said 'I'm afraid of water.' But knowing some students here, that would be a really bad idea. "Don't worry. I'll be fine in a couple of days. Or just head off to practice and forget it happened," That's how he started dancing in the first place. And singing. His dad signed him up for dance after the first time and Jun was hooked. Helped him get little parts at his muggle school before coming here.
Sigh.
"If my head was on fire, you'd see smoke coming out, wouldn't you? No wonder you didn't end up with the Ravenclaws," In all honesty, Jun thought Lou completely fit in with the puffers. Down in the kitchens. Sap and very easily convinced of things. Total puffer traits. Eagles were a proud bunch, Lou didn't really have those traits to him. They would eat him alive the first week he'd get sorted in. He dodged a bullet in this one. "Thank Pal for that. She gave me acting lessons," In return for singing ones. Sucks for you, Bolton.
Giving Lou a cheeky grin, Jun steadied his hand and said the spell. Lou's dark hair slowly began to fade as it turned lighter and lighter. Wand still pointed at the prefect's hair, Jun waited until it was completely blonde. "Doesn't look so bad on you," Maybe not as good as Jun could pull it off, but close. Now Lou was a blonde, blue-eyed boy. Ideal.
“If you say so…” Louis wasn’t sure what he could do to fix the mistake, anyway, so if Jun knew how to make himself feel better then that worked for him. At the boy’s following comment about smoke coming from his head, Lou rolled his eyes and dismissed it. People’s heads don’t release smoke if there’s a burning sensation, unless they were talking about literally burning with fire. But this wasn’t the time to get into technicalities; Lou was more concerned with other matters.
Of course. Tiny Dancer. So
she had been the one to turn Jun into an acting pro. “I will. But please don’t pull another trick like that again. Unless you want me to conjure up a wave next time.” Cheeky grin.
And then Jun was pointing his wand at the Gryffindor’s hair. Louis didn’t feel anything, but when he turned to see his reflection in the mirror - oh yeah. There was
definitely a huge change there.
Blink. Blink. “…I don’t even look like myself!” He looked… he looked… well, he wasn’t sure who or what he looked like, but he certainly didn’t look like himself anymore. The colour didn’t seem as natural on him as it did on Jun, he looked like… those rebellious punk boys that do all sorts of weird crazy things with their hair. Maybe he should get a few tattoos and piercings to match too. Snort. Or maybe not.
“Wow…” Louis ran a hand through his platinum-blond hair, still staring at his reflection with disbelief. “How long does it last?” he asked, turning back to his friend.