[Corridors] Legally Blonde (Rose; Dante; Open)

[aliceh]

A loud and unexpected scream broke the silence in the Hufflepuff common room followed by a crash as something glass hit the opposite wall. A crowd of younger students circled around two older students; a fifth year girl, Alice Haile, and a sixth year boy, Shaun Zinn. A tiff had erupted between the two and it was obvious that Alice was more than angry. Alice was supposed to be helping Shaun with his potions but when Alice reached down to grab a quill out of her book bag; Shaun had accidentally knocked his cauldron spilling the contents on Alice’s head. What had happened next was entertaining for the onlookers but terrifying for Shaun himself.

“You! You did this to me!” Alice shouted, wand out and pointing directly at Shaun. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was going to do to him but all she knew was, well she was pissed. She had already sent a few bottles flying across the room; it was all she could muster not to send her ex flying across the room as well. “You stupid, ignorant,“ ignorant what exactly? “Aargh! Why do you have to be so- so!” Alice was so upset she could barely finish her own sentences. Her eyes burned with anger and her cheeks flushed with heat. What exactly had Shaun Zinn done to the girl, you wonder? Well the once straight-haired brunette was now sporting a head of wavy blonde locks.

Shaun raised his hands in defense, terrified of what Alice was capable of. Although Shaun was a year ahead of Alice, the girl was much more advance in Charms, Transfiguration and most importantly, she was much more advanced in Defense Against the Dark Arts; the subject which Shaun was just passing. He was defenseless, making it that much more important to calm Alice down. He had left his wand in his school robes in the boy’s dormitories thinking he wouldn’t need it. Boy was he wrong. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!” he shouted back at her. “A- Alice, just calm down, alright? Don’t you think you’re over-reacting?” his attempts to calm her down were proving useless at the moment.

“Calm down? Calm down?! Shaun! Look at me!” she said, pulling at a chunk of her new hair with her free hand. “I’m blonde! BLONDE!” she shouted once more, “And it’s your fault! Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t hex you where you stand,” she said through gritted teeth.

Shaun gave a feeble attempt of a smile, “Because you love me?” As soon as he finished the sentence, Alice had sent another bottle flying at his head which Shaun was able to dodge. “Okay, I take that as a no. But! Look at it this way, at least the blonde suits you!” he said with a chuckle before another bottle was soaring passed his right shoulder. Alice did not think it was funny in the slightest. “Oh come on, Alice! You like change, you said so yourself. Just think of this as, as a-“ But Shaun didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence. A fist had collided with his left eye. Alice had punched him, a nice hit as well.

“How’s that for change,” she muttered before storming out of the common room. She’d apologize later once she cooled down but picturing Shaun with a nice shiner made her smirk. He’d go to the hospital wing, she was sure of it and Mr. Rowle would heal his eye in seconds but still. She had punched Shaun Zinn and to be honest, she felt a little proud of herself for it. Now to find Dante or Rose and see if one of them could fix her hair.

Alice wasn’t quite sure where to look for her friends so she was left to wander the corridors trying to hide her hair under the hood of her sweater. It was useless though. The blonde waves kept finding ways to make themselves seen. Finally Alice had spotted a familiar head of hair coming out of a classroom. Rose would know what to do, or at least Alice hoped she would. Grabbing hold of her arm, Alice pulled Rose aside, “Rose, I need your help,” she whispered in a pleading way, pulling the hood down a bit more to cover her face. Alice knew that there was nothing that could be done to fix what Shaun did but she wasn’t going to accept it without going through every single way possible to fix it.

[Rosalie Vincent]

When looking at the other three houses of Hogwarts, Rosalie could not imagine herself in any other colour but blue. Gryffindor red's were a little too boisterous and in your face, they almost always acted before they thought of the consequences of their actions and although that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, it was sometimes not a good thing either. Hufflepuffs were like an entirely different breed and most of them were in their own little worlds, but there was those in Happy Hufflepuff yellows who were the pure gold hearted ones, who may of been a little too quiet for their own good, but their kindness and purity made up for their lack of words and public embarrassments. Then there were the Emerald green Slytherins who much like their house 'mascot' were mostly arrogant, vile and twisted beings. Like student dementors they fed off of others' pain and torment and enjoyed every single second of draining their victims of their good traits. Come to think of it, Slytherins were exactly like Dementors; they sucked the fun out of absolutely everything.

As she sat in the emptying classroom of transfiguration she hung back and continued to write away on her parchment even though class had ended, occasionally looking back as the horde of students finally whittled down to just a few stragglers who were laughing and joking as they exited the room. Turning back to the front of the classroom, Rosalie smiled at Professor Casaubon before his eyes left hers and a sigh left her mouth as her eyes drifted back down to the parchment. This was the first time Rosalie Vincent had ever been unable to concentrate because of a boy. But this boy just happened to be a man, and that man also happened to be her Transfiguration Professor. Flicking her quill between her thumb and forefinger, she looked from under her eyelashes at him as he pottered about at his desk before she decided to give in and started to gather her things.

“Bye Professor” she said before offering a smile and getting one in return. A smile that could just melt you and within a second she was blushing, the girl who never blushed. Covering her face she threw her bag over her shoulder before hurrying out the door and bumping straight into Alice. Grabbing her chest she let out a gasp before playfully slapping Alice on the stomach.
“Jesus, Alice. Don’t scare me like that! I’ve not gotten over than episode with Neth yet!” she said as she controlled her rapid breathing before looking back into the classroom at the professor, stealing a quick glance before she focused her attention back at Alice, but properly this time.

“Help? With what!?” she asked as she re-organised the contents of her bag. She had been in such a hurry to run away from her embarrassment that she had just thrown all her equipment into her back before making a rather quick exit.
"I’m not doing your Ancient Runes homework if that’s what you’re going to ask. I’ve already had Dante ask me twice to do it and I’ve already given him my notes to read over-oh my Merlin’s Hairy beard! Your hair is....BLONDE!” she said as she pulled Alice’s hood from her head to stare at her new brighter locks.
“What brought this change on?”

[Dante Nikolas]

It felt like a very very long day. While Dante was in Arithmancy, Rose was in Transfiguration and Alice was god only knew where. He drummed his fingers on the desk as the teacher whittled on with himself. Dante had dropped transfiguration as everyone seemed bent on turning things into birds and eventually, after deciding that class would one day kill him dead, he spoke to the Headmaster and changed from Transfiguration to Arithmancy. He was sat next to another Rose from Ravenclaw, blonde haired. Rather nice to look at, who seemed not to notice his presence at all, well Dante knew a lost cause when it stared him in the face.

Class ended and Dante practically shot from his seat and out of the door. His bag flung carelessly over his shoulder and his hair as untameable as ever it was these days. Dante honestly hardly cared what he looked like, which wasn’t like him at all. He knew that Rose had Transfiguration now and decided to head down there to meet her, then he would find Alice, and the three of them would spend the rest of the day together. You know, like Best Friends should do every once in a while.

He rounded the corner and passed a group of Slytherins who eyed him with their ‘evil’ eyes. Dante used to laugh at them when they did that, until a young girl hexed him and he decided he shouldn’t laugh at them again. How was he supposed to know she fell over moments before? It wasn’t as though he spent his time watching them was it? On he walked, whistling some tune he heard somewhere, probably down in Hogsmeade, though he had no idea what the song was, as he made his way down to meet Rose.

As he reached his destination, he saw Rose with some blonde chick, he thought at first Ah, Paige is here too. Wicked. Though, upon going closer, he realised this new blonde was not Paige at all, nor was it some new blonde chick. It was in fact… Alice. Alice Haile. Blonde. As he realised who it was he let out an almighty cry of laughter. She went blonde. This was just too funny. As he got closer, he leant on Rose, trying to calm his laughter down, though he had to stop looking at her to do it, she looked hilarious. ”What do you look like!?” He half cried. He risked a chance glance at her, though when he saw her glaring at him it only made him laugh harder, she just couldn’t be taken seriously blonde. ”Alice… you look like a tit.” He smirked, ”What happened? Who did it? I need to thank them for making my day.” Of course, if he had known it was Shaun bleedin’ Zinn, Dante would have killed him for making his best friend look like a complete Barbie doll. ”You’re not keeping it like that are you? Wait, it was accidental wasn’t it? I mean, you didn’t purposely dye your hair blonde did you?”

Dante had not laughed this hard in… who knew when!