"It's almost curfew and I really need to be getting back." George tried
"Since when do you care about curfew." Claire snapped earning a look from George.
"Sorry." She sighed "I just have been stressed and you breaking the painting really hurt. It meant a lot to me." Claire looked away blinking away tears.
"So can't you paint another one?"
"Not exactly! This contained ashes from my brother. I can't paint it again!" Claire yelled.
George looked to the ground in shame.
"I'm sorry but it just meant a lot. I'm sorry about the Muggleborn stuff it wasn't relevant." Claire sighed
"No I'm sorry I didn't know. I should be more careful. And it was relevant . Because it's here in Hogwarts. All that stuff about blood purity. It's stupid. You muggles are cool." George smiled.
Claire smiled back at him.
"About the deal."
"No." Claire stopped him.
"I'm gonna win this bet and create a new color." Claire smirked.
George smirked back "yeah okay."
"Don't doubt my skills Weasel." Claire poked his chest with a smile.
"Never." George grinned back.
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Colors
Fanfiction"Create a new color and I won't prank you again." "Deal." Claire Becker; artist. George Weasley; prankster Total opposites but when they both find themselves in detention, there's always mischief to be managed
