His hair turned long and straight. One side was a sickly shade of dog-barf green, while the other was black with streaks of hot pink. The tips flashed rainbow; from red to orange to yellow to green to blue to violet and to red again.
He flushed bright pink and ran off, probably to the Gryffindor common room to try to eradicate the color using complex spells and such. Little did he know it could only be removed by a skilled potioneer, or let fade over two weeks.
A while later, he came back to me and asked for the antidote. Of course, I declined, and he smirked. It was evident he still had an idea. "Go out with me, Kyara?"
Almost instantly, his hair shortened into a black and navy blue emo cut with a matching fringe to go with it. "Mmmmm, not quite what I'm looking for, but it'll do," he said, looking at his reflection in the lake.
"Maybe some eyeliner to top off the look? Perhaps from practiced hands?" He said, giving me a look.
Sighing, I pulled out a tube of liquid liner and mascara. As I finished off the emo look, we exchanged small talk; such as when I told Sirius he had really long lashes, and he freaked out and asked why such a thing existed when I took out a pocket case of black eye shadow to finish the look.
After I finished putting makeup on him (I don't hate him, I just don't enjoy his merciless bulling of others.) I asked, "Hey, Black, have you ever read any Greek myths?" He turned his attention away from his reflection. "No, do I remind you of someone?" A cheeky grin spread over his face. "Yeah," I replied, "Narcissus, he was real good looking."
He winked. "You know it." But what he didn't know was Narcissus wasted away in front of his reflection because how conceited he was.
This is why I'm a Ravenclaw.
Hehehe. What Sirius doesn't know won't kill him.
So anyway, for four entire hours, Sirius would ask me out more than usual, and glance at his reflection. Wait, I mean stare at his reflection. Or obsess over his reflection, like a fangirl might over her favorite book or band, or a boy over his crush.
He's quite conceited.
We might become friends on that base similarity.
Maybe Sirius Black isn't as bad as I thought.
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FanfictionKyara Sam Hunter grew up in a city slum. Her parents are only part human, one being veela and the other werewolf. Her brother has gone to America, after finding out he was a squib. That left Kyara in a lonely, broken home, with clinical depression...
