"What did you do, Harry?" Neville persisted.
"I might have, uh, you know… turnedtheentireSlytherindormitoryhotpink," Harry squeaked out.
Hermione's eyes bulged and Neville greeted his hand to his face. He sighed. "Harry…"
"I was bored," she whined. "I, ah, also might have turned Hufflepuff purple, and Ravenclaw brown…"
"How?!" Hermione demanded.
"Well, you know with the Chamber's secret tunnels, I can get access into anywhere in the school," Harry began, "so I just cast some heavy forget-me and disillusionment charms around me and I visited each common room. I waited until no one was around, and then I, uh… tested… some of Fred and George's new products."
"Why those colors?" Neville asked curiously while Hermione fumed.
"Brown because Ravenclaw thinks they're smart shite; purple because Cedric told me that a lot of the boys hate that color (don't ask how he knows that, or the conversation that lead to him telling me about that); and pink because I know their Quidditch team hates that color."