What are your house's colours?
Elizabeth’s POV
Today’s gonna be good, I smirked to myself as I went to the great hall to the breakfast. But before I could get there, someone called my name. “Naamah! You’re so dead!” I was waiting for this voice to call for me. I spun on my heel to be greeted by an awesome sight as many others did at his call too. The Weasley twins were making their way to me. Fred, whose hair now bore the colour of my house instead of his distinct red, as well as George, who had his hair dyed black. “I didn’t peg you to be such a fan of mine, that you’d dye your head to my house’s colour,” I snickered. At my comment, his eyes went ablaze with fury. “How can I get rid of it?” He snarled. “No charm could undo it,” he said growling as they got to me. “And how that’s my problem, Weasley?” I raised one eyebrow. “You’ve done this, haven't you? So of course, you will know how to undo it,” was his angry response. “Hm… do I now?” I smiled cheekily. “Eliz, tell us, how to get rid of it, please. I didn’t want to be included in your two's prank wars,” sighted George. “Oh, you didn’t help your lovely twin to prank me last time?” I looked at him in fake surprise. At that, he didn’t have any response. Then I noticed my accomplice standing, laughing to herself not far away. “Charlotte! Come here, let me introduce you to our fans!” I called out to her. She stopped laughing abruptly, not counting to be included in our chit-chat. But she came to us anyway. The twins were just looking at her with confusion. “Hey,” was my little Hufflepuff’s greeting. “Sweetie, let me introduce you to our well-known pranksters, Fred and George. Guys, this is Charlotte,” I said with enthusiasm. Fred got out of the confused state faster. “Hufflepuff? You know, you can do way better than being friends with this snake,” he says rather sympathetically. “She's the first person from the other house to acknowledge me when I'm just me. And also, this badger can make her own opinions...,” she says savagely, surprising a little bit both twins. I couldn’t stop my smile from forming. Partially at her response and from noticing how George didn’t seem to be able to take his eyes off my new friend. “Would you like to sit at my house's table with me?” I offered her and then she agreed. “But lunch at mine.” I nodded. “Deal, let’s go,” I said smiling and adding to the shocked twins. “The dye should last about three days, then it will disappear on its own!” I winked and when we were almost in the great hall, I could faintly hear something that made me a little conscious. “Eliz said your hair is supposed to refer to the Slytherin’s house colour, which is green and silver. Then why is mine black?”