"Hi guys!" You said as you sat down and everybody stared at you. Hermione turned to Fred and George. "What did you do to her hair?!" Fred put his hands up. "She asked for it!" George nodded. "Your hair is blue, (N/N)." Ron stated, looking at your hair. "I know, I like it." You smiled. "You're crazy." Ron told you. "Well I've heard that there's a line between too crazy and not crazy enough and I'd like to think that I play jump rope with this line." He shook his head as Harry grabbed your hand and dragged you to the common room. "What?" You questioned, rubbing your wrist. "What's wrong?" He asked pulling you to a couch. "What do you mean?" You asked as Harry hugged you. "Your hair is blue, what's the matter?" You sighed, hugging him back. "You're smarter than you seem Potter," you teased. "My dog died. My mom sent me a letter the other day while you were at Quidditch practice, that's why I never came outside." You explained while tears rolled down your face and on to his cloak. "I'm sorry, boy or girl?" "(Gender)." Harry nodded. "Name?" "(Name), you should know this Harry." You chuckled while pulling away from the hug. "You're still great though." You reassured him. Harry pressed his lips to yours and your eyes fluttered closed. "What was that for?" You asked when he pulled away. "You seemed sad and Seamus said that's what his dad does when his mom is upset." You laughed and pulled Harry into another hug. "You should've dyed your hair pink, I could've called you pinky. Now I'm just gonna call you bop."