A cliché fanfiction, set in the 5th year, of two overshipped characters who seem to have better chances together than whatever Ginny's relationship with Harry was. Hair, an annoying thing, really, but its hard to pull off without. Potter knows his hair is a nightmare, and Malfoy? Well lets just say he spends too much time on it. So a rats nest and a gel factory, a story of mutual enemies and glares turned to mutual red faces and not-so-subtle glances. All characters belong to the one and only J.K Rowling. I have been inspired by other Drarry books, so if you see a similar situation, its most likely from another book that I've adapted.