Professor Snape swept into the fifth/sixth year potions classroom, his cloak billowing out behind him. He set his books down on the desk and turned to face the class. "SILENCE" he bellowed. Sweeping his eyes around the classroom, he frowned.

"Where are Potter and Weasley?" he asked.

Hermione's hand went up immediately. "Ron had... a bit of an issue with his hair this morning." All the Gryffindors snickered, knowing exactly what had happened.

Snape decided to let it pass, for now. He wrote down a method for an acne-curing potion and let the class get on with it. The class worked in silence for a few minutes, before Harry and Ron came bursting in.

"Sorry professor," Harry gasped.

The whole class took one look at them and cracked up. Try as he might, Professor Snape could not quell the noise he hated the most: the laughter of teenagers.

Harry was sporting a bright pink moustache with matching neon yellow eyebrows, whilst Ron seemed to have miraculously lost all his hair, including eyebrows and eyelashes. The pair stood in the doorway, Harry's face brighter than highlighters and Ron looking like a bald egg. Ginny could not control her mirth, and fell off her chair, crashing into Seamus, who fell headfirst into Neville's potion. Neville looked horrified.

"P-p-professor," he stammered. "I forgot to add bat wings..." Professor Snape put his head in his hands as Seamus emerged from the cauldron, his face and neck covered in acne.

"Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and Mr Finnigan, go and see Madame Pomfrey immediately," Snape sighed, wondering why it always had to happen in his lessons. "50 points from Gryffindor for disrupting my class," he yelled, trying to regain control of his unruly class.

All the Gryffindors immediately fell silent, knowing better than to protest.

The class worked in silence for a while, before a first-year student came in with a note, which he gave to Professor Snape. Snape looked at it and sighed.

"Can I trust you all to NOT destroy my classroom whilst I see Professor Dumbledore for five minutes?" Snape asked the class, his eyes lingering a second longer on Neville, who sat cowering in his seat.

"Yes Professor," chorused the class.

"Very well. Mr Malfoy is in charge," Snape announced before exiting the room.

"Hear that Granger?" Malfoy sneered. "I'm in charge, not you!"

"Shut up ferret," Hermione countered. "Oh, and take that mask off, Halloween's already gone."

The Gryffindors whooped. The Slytherins frowned.

"Yeah well, you need to take that beard off your head, because it's supposed to be on your chin!" Draco tried.

The whole class stared blankly at him. Even the Slytherins looked disappointed.

"I would insult you again, but that would be animal abuse," Hermione smiled, picking up her quill to continue working.

Everyone gasped as Draco whipped out his wand. "Say goodbye to your hair Granger," he smirked, casting the spell. But Hermione was faster. She dodged it.

"Evanesco capillum," she flicked her wand at Malfoy's hair, and his perfectly gelled blonde locks disappeared, leaving him looking like a potato.

"OH, HECK NO GRANGER YOU DID NOT JUST GO THERE!" Malfoy yelled, firing the hair growing curse at Hermione.

This time, it hit her square in the face, and long, thick hair started to sprout from her nostrils.

Immediately, all the Gryffindors and Slytherins started firing curses at their rival house, whilst the Ravenclaw's and Hufflepuff's hid behind anything they could find that might protect them.

That was how Professor McGonagall found them, minutes later, when she checked to see what all the noise was. Her eyes widened as she took in the scene around her. Almost every student had either been stripped of their hair or had an absurd amount growing on them, even the ones hiding behind tables or chairs. McGonagall surveyed the room, looking for Hermione.

"Miss Granger, were you in charge?" McGonagall questioned, disappointment in her eyes.

Hermione shook her head, and her nose hair quivered. "Professor Snape put Draco in charge," she smiled sweetly, but it wasn't visible beneath all the hair.

Draco scowled, realising that he was in for it now.

"30 points from Slytherin Mr Malfoy, for being unable to control the class." All the Slytherins groaned, and stared daggers at McGonagall. "I think all of you should join Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and Mr Finnigan in the hospital wing to get your... hair treated."

The class grumbled and followed McGonagall. The lessons had just finished, and so students roamed the halls, on their way to their next lesson. When they saw the 5th and 6th years looking either like a grizzly bear had grown on their faces or like their heads and faces had been shaved and polished, they all started laughing, unable to hide their glee at such a spectacle.

Even Professor Dumbledore looked greatly amused at the sight. Professor Snape slapped his forehead, trying and failing to hide his mortification.

Madame Pomfrey had just been about to go for her lunch break when it seemed half the school barged into the hospital wing with hair overflowing everywhere. Madame Pomfrey sighed and got to work restoring the students' hair.

An hour later, everyone had their hair returned to normal and trooped back to lessons. As Draco turned to leave, Hermione spotted a bald patch on the back of his head.

I should probably tell him... she thought. But then again, he started it!

A/N: Hi again! As I mentioned in the previous chapter, I'm uploading this one-shot again, so that all the one-shot's that I've written are together in one place! I hope you enjoyed reading this!

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Saf xx