𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟. 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟.Sirius Black entered the Great Hall grumpily, his strut replaced with a walk-of-shame as Potter and Lupin shielded him from the eyes of the crowd to the best of their ability. The Hall roared in laughter, and some spat out their drinks in absolute astonishment. Mocking fingers were pointed at him.
"What in Salazar's good name happened to Black?" Everest was one of those people who spat out her drink in shock, wide eyes falling out of her sockets when she laid eyes on Black's neon-green hair, the shade so light that it caught everybody's attention. Even McGonagall snorted, looking away and coughed as she excused herself. Everest turned to her best friend with amusement, "Did you do this?"
"No, why would I go near him?" Scarlet blurted out, rolling her eyes as she sipped her sweet drink from her goblet with a devilish smirk. She did not perform the harmless yet mischievous act by herself — it turns out that allying with Peeves served her with immense benefits. Peeves was more than glad to help her with this prank that would leave Black's reputation hanging by its thread, his hair meant life to him. Scarlet convinced Peeves to turn that life neon-green, colour identical to a Killing Curse Scarlet found utterly tempting lately.
