Summary// (Part two of White Dress, and that was just an April Fools Joke too) You kept receiving secret love notes, and indicolite roses at the same time. It was sweet, that is made to the point you have fallen for your secret admirer. Eager to find who he was, you decided to compose a song for the contest and confess to him.
Lyrics would look like this
Flashbacks would look like this
____________________________________"At least you and Malfoy had closure now. Not to mention, just in one month you kept receiving love letters!" Ginny exclaimed to Y/n and she giggled softly.
"Yeah...I think it's a good idea too. You know let my feelings out in songs, anyway which color? Blue, violet, or indicolite?" She asked, handing out hair color products.
"Are you seriously going to dye your hair in these vibrant colors? You'll get expelled for that!" Hermione exclaimed as she examined the products she has just shown to them. She nodded happily and smiled
"It's called moving on and love yourself, Mione. So, I must change how I look. Besides, I asked Professor McGonagall about it, and she said she's okay with it"
"Yeah, us Gryffindors are okay with it. The other houses nuh-uh" Hermione said and gave the product back to Y/n. Ever since the contest, she started to move on for good.
Even though she still loves him, there's nothing she can't do, it already happened. And it's part of the love cycle.
Though she and Draco have closure, not a single hi was heard from him. But for her it's fine, it's still part of moving on.
"How about I mix all of these?" She asked, Ginny and Hermione looked at her in disbelief as she stated she mix all three colors
"Are you out of your mind? The chemicals can damage your hair"
"Oh, don't fret Mione, I have these," she said, reaching for her bag to show other products to protect her hair
"Well, if you say so," Ginny said and helped her dye her hair.
"Why do I feel that you are doing this because it's also part of the next competition?"Hermione said and helped her too.
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Everyone kept staring at her, from Halls, classrooms until the Great Hall. Gossiping, staring, and whispering about her.
But she's unbothered, and she's proud of her new look. She proudly smiled and continued to write a song for her next competition.
"Bloody hell, I thought the rumors are just joking," Ron said as he sat down next to Hermione. She chuckled at him and run her hand through her new colored hair.
"But it suits you. What color is it?" Harry asked, slightly touching her hair.
"Mixed colors of blue, violet, and indicolite...Maybe I should call it blueming" Y/n said and put her hair in a bun, as she tied her hair, an unfamiliar owl landed right in front of her. A letter was attached to his legs as he pecked Ron's food
"Hey! Y/n your owl's eating my food again"
"Ronald, it's not my owl. Here you go bud" she said, as she untied the letter to his legs. He flew away and Y/n unwrapped the letter.
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