You Got Pranked! Open!

As I finished all of my classes for the day. I walked down the hallway. I tried to get as fast as I could to the library. I couldn't waste any time. I wanted to continue my research and to learn new things. Perhaps even forbidden things. My mind was so full of thoughs and plans.

I was rushing down the hall. My steps quick but careful. Years in a very strict environment have taught me how to sneak into places I shouldn't be without being caught.

I was so deep in thoughts, I didn't notice that my raven hair was all out of places, revealing the scars I always tried to hide with my hair. They were deep and big. I was insecure about them. But now I didn't notice. I just followed my burning curiousity which was constantly leading me to. Sometimes to good outcomes, but mostly into trouble.

I didn't look to my feet. I didn't notice the trap in front of me. I just ran. I didn't notice the trap, the trap I was running straight into. I didn't know what was avaiting me. My plan to head to the library as soon as possible shattered once I got into the trap.

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Flame watched gleefully as a First year Ravenclaw girl walked straight into her trap! She watched as the string pulled taunt. Quickly setting off a system of string, duct tape and other random pieces out of the view of the girl. Until Finally it reached the last piece. The clip released and the Neon pink powder/potion fell on the girl's hair. Flame watched as the girl who had just been pranked's hair started slowly turning neon pink.

Flame waited until it was done and then noticed the scar's on the girl's skin, much like her own scar on the back of her hand. Flame then felt a little worried that this girl would get her in trouble, but she pushed the thought away. She plastered a smile on her face, grabbed her pocket mirror and hoped out of her hiding spot. "Hi!" She said to the girl happily but with a hint of mischief in her voice. She let her face show a hint of it too, her eyes dancing.

"Did you know," She said happy her prank had worked. "..That your hair looks especially good today?!" She held up the mirror, so the girl could see her bright pink hair. Her scar hurt slightly from the sudden movement, but she payed it no mind.

My blue eyes widened at the sight. I began rubbing my hair. My cheeks turned a deep shade of red. I looked ridiculous. Pink was one of my least favorite colours beside yellow and orange, and now some random stranger decided to do this?

My hands started to shake. I was insecure enough about my appearance, but now this? I would have to hide myself forever if this was permanent. I hated that I couldn't take a joke, but I simply hoped my hair would turn back to normal.

"I-Is this permanent?"

I questioned quietly, with genue fear in my voice. It was bad enough having to cover my face due to my scars. My raven hair and my blue eyes were the only thing I liked about my appearance.

"W-Why would you do this?"

I questioned quietly and pulled the hood of my robe over my head, hiding my face and hair.

"Please tell me this isn't permanent..."


I murmured quietly, I didn't really think this was funny. Were people trying to bully me again? This was my first thought.

I wasn't going to tell the professors about this. I have never been a snitch. But I was still shocled and scared.

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"I-Is this permanent?" The girl in front of me says. Looking like she’s panicking. She pulls her hood over her head as she starts curling in on herself. W-Why would you do this?" She asks me. All of a sudden I feel overly guilty. "Please tell me this isn't permanent..." She asks me again. I start panicking no one has ever reacted like this to one of my pranks before.

“I’m sorry!” I say to the girl. “It was just a mindless prank I’m not trying to bully you or anything!” I start panicking. What if she tells the teacher. What if she hates me? I don’t like it when people hate me. No one has ever hated me before. “I could change it to blue if you like!” I say waving my wand. Her hair turns a dark midnight blue. “Or if you want it gone completely I have the antidote.” I feel like a really horrible person now. “I swear I wasn’t trying to bully you! I have never bullied someone unless they knew it was a joke!”

I search for something to say and then slap my forehead head wincing when my scar sears with pain. “Hi! My name is Flame Afterglow! I am a first year Gryffindor. I like pranking people cause I love it when other people laugh. I can fix your hair if you would like I am sorry if I hurt your feelings. It kinda shocked me to be honest because no one has ever reacted like that to one of my pranks before!” I laugh. “Yeah sorry about that. Anyway would you like to be friends?”

"C-Can you please make it back to normal?"

I questioned quietly. Pulling my hood even more down.

"I promise not to tell anyone about this..."

I added quietly.

"Just please, make this mess go away."

I murmured. I listened as she explained herself and why she did it.

"This is not the best strategy to make friends."

I replied bluntly. She picked the worst person to attempt a friendship with. A grumpy, antisocial and distant person like me wasn't exactly friend material.

I stepped back from her, my calculating blue eyes observing her as she introduced herself. She seemed like the complete opposite of me. Extroverted, outgoing and brave. This could gj wrong in so many ways.

"Pleasure to meet you, Flame."

I said in a quiet voice.

"Your name fits your house. Gryffindor, the house of the brave. The house of the lions and the element of fire."

I observed her more.

"I'm not surprised why your parents named you that."

I said quietly. I didn't pull my hood off, only after I made sure that my hair has turned back to its natural raven black colour. My curls were soft yet messy, and black as the night, or as raven feathers.

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"This is not the best strategy to make friends." The girl in front of me said. As she listened to my introduction. Then she told me it was nice to meet me.
"Your name fits your house. Gryffindor, the house of the brave. The house of the lions and the element of fire." Flame listened as she said a bunch of stuff about her house and name. "I'm not surprised why your parents named you that." The girl said again.

Flame watched as she pulled her hood off. “I was given my name because both my parents have fire related names. My mom’s name is Amber Afterglow and my dad’s name is Aiden Smoke.” Flame watched the girl. “Also you didn’t answer my question about if you wanted to be friends. FYI I make all my friends in different ways. My first friend I made was by pulling her out from under a bed!” Flame smiled fondly remembering that day. “I also once made a friend by getting slashed with a knife and then having to go to the hospital see?”

Flame held her hand up to the girl. Her scar caught the light and she smiled at the girl noticing that she had scars of her own.

"Why do Gryffindors love trouble?"

I questioned quietly, shaking my head. I usually avoided trouble, except when it came to my curiosity. However I never did something 'Just for the sake of it'.

I observed the cut scar on her hand.

"How did you get slashed with a knife? What did you do?"

I questioned curiously and almost concerned. Her scar looked similar to those I had on my face. The only difference was, that mine would never disappear, never heal or get fainter. And that my scars weren't caused by some accident.

"You should be more careful by who you prank."

I said quietly, running a hand trough my raven hair. Adjusting it so it would hide my scars. Those horrible scars. They were deep. One very prominent one crossing my eye. Running down from my forehead to my cheek. I had another one on my nose and a last one on my lip.

I fidgeted with a silver locket hanging from my neck, while we talked. It had a raven encarved on it. It suited my name, which meant raven in Latin, as well as my personality and house. I was similar to a raven. Intelligent, curious and loyal.

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The girl In front of me asked me what knife Got my scar.
“First of all my scar is from a potions accident it was SO pain full. Second, you haven’t told me your name yet which is kinda rude cause I told you mine but it’s fine because we are going to be friends whether you like it or not. Third, Gryffindors do not love trouble. Do not diss my housemates, is that what you call them, just because of something I did! And No! I will not be carful with who I prank because everyone deserves friends and should get to laugh so hah!”

Flame took a deep breath and then felt kinda bad for yelling at her new friend. She softened her tone and then said. “I am sorry for yelling at you. You didn’t do anything to me and definitely did not deserve that. I really do want to be friends though. Even if you don’t want to I will find a way. One way or another we will be friends because everyone deserves to have lots of friends. And no one should get to be alone. I will be your friend and that is that.” Flame smiled.

"M-My name is Corvus."

I murmured.

"You should try to control your emotions, I emotions. I didn't mean to be rude."

I said quietly

"And I'm not exactly a friend material."

I murmured

"You know, some say it is better to have a few close friends than many shallow ones."

I said quietly

"But how would I know how it is to have a friend at all?"

I questioned quietly.

Suddenly, we heard screams at the end of the hallway. I turned around and grabbed my wand. Oh great, now I could scratch my library visit entirely for today. I wondered what to do. I was curious where that scream was coming from and why it was caused, but I feared potential danger. My hand clenched around my wand as I started to make my way towards the noise. I didn't look back for the girl if she was following me. I hoped not. I didn't want to be responsible if we both get ourselves into danger, but for now, I only had to look out for myself. My steps were quiet and calculated. My blue eyes curious yet cautious as I neared the source of the sound. I was scared, but too curious for my own good...

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