Ello Gov! Did I Mention That I Never Died?

And by that I mean...

AN~ So its been almost two weeks now. Time sure flies by. In those two weeks I got accepted into high school, got my first paying art gig, and we won our pack the house game. All in all a good to weeks. But you don't care and you guys must hate me for my slow updates. Well as part of my lent thingy I gave up T.V and am going to try and update faster! YAY! Anyway enough chitter chatter TIME TO WRITE!

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~walking back from Hogsmead~

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked back from Hogsmead. It was taking a long time to get back to the castle for Ronald was loaded down with sweets. After Aberforths comment, Harry's hair had yet to go back from white to any other color. Also they were slow for people who were coming back after the Dumbledore scare would stop the three friends and asked Harry about his hair and scarf. Evertime the scarf was mentioned Ron's face would turn up into a scowl, he was regretting turing the Gryffindor scarf into a Hufflepuff one.

"Ron don't make that face. It can get stuck that way." Hermione scoulded, Ron's ears turned bright red. "I'm shocked that his ears haven't permamently turned that color red from all the times Ron blushes." Harry said.

Ron sent Harry a dirty look which just caused Harry to start laughing. Hermione watched Harry's hair, wondering what color it would change into next from his laughter, but she was surprised when after a minute it still hadn't changed.

"Harry I'm starting to get scared." Hermione said, a look of confusion and worry could still be seen on her face. Harry in turn gave his friend a look of confusion. "Why? You picturing Ron without a shirt on?" Harry started to laugh at the look of pure disgust on Hermione's face.

"No but thanks for that image." said Hermione. Ron, not knowing that his girlfriend was being sarcastic, winked at her. Harry in turn pretended to gag behind his best friends back which Hermione tried to keep from laughing and or throwing up.

"No I'm worried about your hair."

"My hair?"

"His hair?"

"YOUR HAIR YES YOUR BLOODY HAIR!" Hermione yelled getting frustrated with her best friends. "Well no need to yell." Ron said. "Yah we were only asking since its an odd thing to be scared/worried about. Unless of course you worried about a hair brush getting stuck in it for it being Potter hair but other then that...."

"No. Twice after the.... I guess you can say Aberforth thing, you have laughed twice." Hermione said. Clearly the boys still didn't see the reason that she was worried for.After all if would be better to laugh then have bad mental images fall back into their heads. Hermione sighed at their cluelessness. "And you, to put it simply, have mood hair. I would of thought that your laughing would of changed the color of your hair back to another color. But its still the same white from after the shock you got...."

Ron snickered. Hermione and Harry couldn't see the reason behind his off form of laughter for this wasn't a laughing matter. Harry had images of Grindleward and his Headmaster getting close and comfortable in bed together, Dumbledore would offer a lemon drop....

"What are you laughing at Ronald?" Hermione asked sending a half glare at him. Harry was still trying to get the back images out of his head, and by doing so he was wacking his head and saying bad bad, similar to how Dobby looked when he tried to warn them about the Chamber of Secrets.

"Hermione said shock you got. It rhymed." Ron explained....sorta, for Hermione and Harry, who had stopped trying to beat the images out of his head, didn't see how that was funny.

"Moving on." Hermione said. "I'm worried for what if the images were such a shock that it caused your hair to stay permanenty white?" Harry thought about this. His hair being white like snow forever more. He couldn't be told he was the spitting image of his dad anymore for he had many different things now.