Evan groaned, flopping onto his bed in the slytherin dorm, face-down, his arms spread out to the side. After a moment he turned his head to look at Barty, who was standing at the mirror, inspecting his hair. “Fuckin’ hate the gryffindors, yeah? They’re so damn cocky and annoying. Not that we aren’t at times, but they take it wayyy too far. All these stupid pranks.” Evan mused, still watching Barty in the mirror.

‘The Gryffindors’- particularly a group of four; James Potter, Sirius Black (their other dorm mate Regulus’ estranged brother), Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew; all had taken a liking to pranking the slytherins. This time they’d come across the ‘genius’ idea of cursing their hair different colours. The only ones they’d been able to get to, unfortunately, were Barty and Evan.

Barty, in Evan’s opinion, had gotten the better end of the deal- the boy’s bangs were now a bright neon green. It didn’t look particularly bad on him. Evan, on the other hand, had his dreadlocks dyed a bright pink. He did not like it one bit. Not in the slightest.

He still watched Barty, seeing his face through the mirror’s reflection. He ignored the little flutter his chest gave when he saw how Barty’s brow furrowed as he looked at his own reflection. “We need to do something about this. I don’t know, prank them back or something. Get Reg in on it too. And Pandora- wait, no, Panda’s too nice. Dorcas would be happy to help, though.”