I woke up to a splitting headache.
"Ugh," I moaned as I sat up.
"Lyra!" I heard a voice exclaim.
I opened my eyes to a blinding light and six faces staring down at me.
Draco who was glaring at three kids, Nat who looked like she was about to cry, Blaise who was literally seething, Potter who looked angry, Weasley who also looked angry, and finally, Granger who looked horrified.
"What!" I snapped, massaging my temples.
Blaise sat back down next to me and pushed me down. "Those blithering idiots," he pointed to Potter and Weasley, "made you hit your head on a rock wall, fracture your skull, and turn your hair red and gold."
My hands immediately went to my hair, pulling on it so I could see it. I screamed. "Why is my hair straight, gold, and red!" I pulled on the rest of my hair and sure enough, my whole head of curly hair was perfectly straight.
Nat rushed to my side and pulled my hair out of my grasp. "Hey, hey. It's fine. I'll curl it again," she cooed.
My blue eyes dug into the trio. "Out. If you aren't going to apologize, get. Out!" I exclaimed, my hand covering half of my face.
"Why? Cause you're about to cry? Boo hoo," Potter said.
Draco stood up and grasped his wand. "You heard her. Out," he growled.
The trio just scoffed and flounced out.
My eyes turned glassy as I looked at my hair again..Maybe it wasn't anything big to other people but it was big to me. Why?
"Is my magic getting weaker?" I whispered to Natasha.
"No. No it's not," she defended, pulling up my hair in a tight braided bun at the top of my head.
"But... Vaillancourt's magic is tied to their hair! I know it sounds stupid but you know!" I wailed. "Our hair isn't supposed to change!"
Nat stood up. "Let's go back to the common room."
I just nodded and carefully stood up and walked out with Blaise, Nat and Draco behind me.
"Blaise," I whispered.
He turned his head towards me and raised an eyebrow in question.
"I think Nat and Draco will make a wonderful couple," I said.
Blaise chuckled. "Love, you are full of mysteries." He then pulled me closer to him and kissed me lightly on my temple, pulling me towards the dungeons.
And I didn't really pay attention to why my hair changed when it wasn't supposed to. I didn't know it was a warning.
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What Have You Done to Me? (Blaise Zabini/oc fanfiction)
FanfictionShe was a forgotten in her line of purebloods. He was a broken soul. They were opposites in character. Yet so perfect for each other. They evened out each other's flaws. But like ever perfect love story, nothing was a fairytale out of a fantasy book...
