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.
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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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