Never Is Our Always

The Pranking Never Ends 5

(Minnie pov) (a few weeks later)

The more my hair turned silver, the more annoyed I got at my reflection, sure, I looked okay and I've been back on schedule for eating and going outside... but my hair was giving me old lady anxiety.

"I look fifty," I grumbled, touching my face and then my curls, "I need to dye it." I pouted at myself as I continued to stare.

"Hello there beautiful," Fred smiles, walking past me as I sat on the floor with my mirror.

"Hey," I sighed as I blew my curls out of my face, he walked backwards and looked at me.

"What's wrong?" Fred asked.

"My hair," I sighed, "I need to fix it," I told him, "it's grey."

"I don't know anything about hair so good luck," he chuckles, "but you look beautiful no matter what hair length or colour you have." I quirk an eyebrow as he left the doorway.

"I'm dyeing it blonde so I can have a nice blue colour in my hair," I told myself as I got off the ground and tied my hair up with my hair tie.

I left the room and jogged down the small hall, "morning!" George waves as we were in the kitchen.

"Morning," I smile and then grabbed some bread and put it into the muggle toaster we owned.

"Jeez, getting old," George jokes and I rolled my eyes.

"Am not, it's the stress I was put under by Umbridge that did this to me," I point as another curl turned silver, he winced at it changing colour as I sighed.

"What are you going to do about it?" George questions.

"Dye it," I reply, "it'll be fine, I know someone who can do my hair for me." I told him, waving it off, "my hair is difficult to dye— well, not difficult..."

"Don't complicate my brain," he whines, "your hair is like Lee's, that's why he has dreadlocks, right?" I nod my head.

"We have different hair that you do," I say, "cause you know, it's very thick and stupid."

"I think your hair is pretty, all curly and big," he motioned with his hands.

"Try brushing it," I told him seriously.

"No thanks," he said, "I remember brushing Ginny's hair once... she's never let me do it since."

"Maybe because you put spiders in her hair," I reply, "could be a guess though."

"Smartass," George grumbled before we both snickered.

"Hey there," I look over my shoulder and smile at Fred as he past me, my toast popped and I grabbed it out.

"Hey!" We said as I take the butter out of the fridge and then pulled a butter knife out from the drawer.

"What's everyone's plans for today?" Fred asked.

"Going out," I raised my hand and then started buttering my toast.

"Going to see Lee, it's holidays," George told Fred.