True to his word, Fred had no intention of going to his Friday classes. Leaping out of bed at around 9am, he made his was down to the fourth year boy's dormitory
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He looked up at him, his bottom lip still protruding although he had tried valiantly to keep it from showing.
"I don't know. Some jerk was throwing around hair curses. They took Seamus' hair entirely and gave me THIS" he complained, reaching his hands up to scatter the hair out over his pillow in a small fit.
"NO!" he yelled, lurching upward to snatch the wand from Fred's hand before he could do any more damage.
"No spells," he told him firmly, shaking his head as he tried to make it clear. "I'll be lucky if I have any hair at all if you try that....or miles of it."
"Sorry, it's just that-" he sighed loudly. "Okay, well it was black, with stripes...orange ones. But then Seamus thought the stripes should be red and we tried it and well, this happened," he explained meekly.
It wasn't long after the explanation that he forgot why he ws giving it, however, and he grinned up at the older boy.
"I'd say....pretty close, yeah," he answered, nodding as though he were entirely serious about the half-hearted agreement.
"Hide?" he suggested almost hopefully, and then grinned sheepishly.
After a moment more, however, he reached up to hook a hand around the back of Fred's head, pulling himself upward to plant a quick kiss on his lips.
"So you're really skipping classes with me all day? I'll have to um, I have to study later, but the rest of the day is free," he added, thinking that he had better get to work on memorizing the potions if he wanted to stand a chance.
After getting little more than an hour of sleep the night before, irritable was a bit of an understatement.
Grabbing his other pillow and throwing it over his face to hide his scowl and his bright red, blue-streaked hair, he grumbled through it.
"Shut uuup. It's not funny!"
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"No for real," he said, attempting to pull the pillow away. "What happened?"
Harry's hair looked really, really ridiculous.
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"I don't know. Some jerk was throwing around hair curses. They took Seamus' hair entirely and gave me THIS" he complained, reaching his hands up to scatter the hair out over his pillow in a small fit.
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Fred breathed in deeply. "It doesn't look that bad," he said, completely lying.
"Want me to fix it?" he asked in his deep, porn star voice as he pulled out his wand.
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"No spells," he told him firmly, shaking his head as he tried to make it clear. "I'll be lucky if I have any hair at all if you try that....or miles of it."
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"Um... okay?" he asked with a look of pure confusion on his face. "If you say so."
Then he wondered if he looked hot enough, today, so he changed the subject.
"So, do I meet your standards?"
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It wasn't long after the explanation that he forgot why he ws giving it, however, and he grinned up at the older boy.
"I'd say....pretty close, yeah," he answered, nodding as though he were entirely serious about the half-hearted agreement.
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Plus, he was still confused about this hair thing.
"Anyways," he said, bringing the conversation away from his appearance. "What do ya wanna do today?"
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After a moment more, however, he reached up to hook a hand around the back of Fred's head, pulling himself upward to plant a quick kiss on his lips.
"So you're really skipping classes with me all day? I'll have to um, I have to study later, but the rest of the day is free," he added, thinking that he had better get to work on memorizing the potions if he wanted to stand a chance.
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Fred, of course, had no idea about the second task of the tournament.
He then decided that he should be in bed with Harry, so immediately after the thought occured to him, he was there. Right in bed with him.
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"Don't tell, but there's another task tomorrow," he muttered unhappily. "And it's involving potions...again."
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