Odd Weasley

Chapter Eleven

I wake up in the Hospital Wing. I sit up and look around me. I'm surrounded by my siblings still at Hogwarts, Hermione, and Harry.

"Do I look bad?" I ask.

"Like bloody hell," Fred jokes. I know it's him, because he has an F on his sweater Mum made. The only way to figure out who is who.

"Thanks," I reply.

"You look fine," Ginny quickly states. "Just, your hair is..."

"What?"

Hermione hands me a mirror. I look and see a section of my red hair is white. The section in the front to.

I think it looks good, but time to attack. I fake sigh and throw a pillow at my chuckling siblings.

"Come on goofball," Hermione tells me. "You need to get ready for the final feast."

I leave first chance I get and change into my robes. I follow others to the Great Hall. So many people ask me about how I got my hair like it is.

I just smile and say it just happened. Draco keeps on sending me nasty glances, but I ignore him. It all ends and we have to go home.