My hair must look okay, it always looks okay. Logan walked down the corridor. He had heard some giggles during class, and a group of girls had been staring at him. He began growing paranoid, thinking that something was wrong with his flawless hair. Just to quell his nerves, Logan stepped into the boys' room to look into the mirror. However, when he got up to the sink and looked into the mirror, he noticed some blue words appear around his face.

"Pretty Boy!" Was written right above his head, and then he saw some more words appear. "Ooh look at me!" Logan turned around, and he looked at the other mirrors. The rest of the mirrors seemed fine. So he stepped to the side and looked into the other mirror. He brought his hand to his hair and saw some more scribbles appear. Soon, a blue scribble formed just under his nose into a giant swirly mustache, he got big eyes and a Cowboy hat. "I is cowboy!" Was scrawled in the corner of the mirror, and it looked like Logan's handwriting.

"Please" He muttered, "I can at least form a sentence." He turned from that mirror, and looked in another, in the next one, he became a kitty. Chuckling a bit, Logan turned and looked at the stalls. "Okay, very funny. Kudos. But you can come out now." He waited by the sinks, but instead of hearing a stall door creak open, Logan heard very recognizable laughter. Peeves!

The crazy poltergeist floated just in front of him. "Well 'ello there, Mr. Devonwood!" He mocked the accent. Logan rolled his eyes but smirked. "Good day Peeves. Nice work." He commented. Peeves nodded. "Oh yes. Work only someone of our standing could appreciate. I don't know how you'll feel about my next move though!" Soon, on the wall opposite the mirrors, more writing similar to the writing on the mirrors appeared. "Ask me about the mirrors! -Ravey" Logan was amused, it looked just like his own handwriting. "Nice one Peeves, but a tad bit overkill, don't you think?...Peeves?" He turned and he was nowhere to be found. And the writing was still on the wall.

Chase moved into the boys bathroom for no apparent reason... Well, there was a reason. He moved quickly to the sinks and washed off his hands quickly. There had been stuff that looked like jello all over his hands, but the heat of the water made it go down the drain. Turning to Logan he shook his head. "Please. Don't ask... Let's just say-" Chase just now looked at the mirrors. A slight laugh later he looked at Logan again. "What the hell happened in here?"

Logan stood and looked up at the writing, but his thoughts were broken when he heard a gelatinous substance coming out of the faucet. His eyes grew wide as he watched Chase wash his hands with jello. "No worries, I'm just as put off as you are." He turned and looked into the mirror. A blue eye patch covered his left eye, a blue parrot was on one of his shoulders, he had on a bandana, and a sword was in his hand. "Arrrrgh." was written in a speech bubble coming out of his mouth. Chuckling, Logan turned to Chase.

"Peeves enchanted the mirrors, and well, apparently the faucets as well. When you look into the mirrors, it adds scribbles and such. Right now, as you can see, I am a pirate. Earlier I was a cowboy...and a kitty." He said slowly, almost questioning it. Kitty? Shaking his head he looked to the Gryffindor, half-smirking. "Not bad, wish I'd thought of it earlier."

Emma watched as Peeves floated out of the boy's bathroom with that look of his that meant trouble. Knocking on the door before she came in, she walked in and everything looked normal. "Hi boys." she said to Logan and Chase who were standing at the mirrors. Walking over to them, she looked at their reflections in the mirror and busted up laughing. "Oh my god..this..is to good!" she said, remembering the advice of how to perform a spell that changes your appearence in a mirror. "He actually took my advice." she said, touching the mirror, and watching as a ripple affect happened at the point of her touch, eventually fading away. "Yep he used my spell." she said to the boys.

Logan was busy trying to figure out a way to remove his "bandana" so he could check his hair when Emma walked in. But the squiggles just didn't want to move. He gave up, deciding that if he really had to, the pirate look wouldn't be too bad to cover up a bad hair day. Looking back at his pirate apperance he chuckled as Emma walked in. "Awesome spell then Emma. He waved his hand, and he saw squiggles that were mimicking waves behind him. He turned back and sighed, half laughing. "How did you come up with it?"

Cassie had been talking with Peeves about his prank adding her own ideas to the mix. She had seen Peeves preform it and chuckled softly at Logans appearance. "So..Peeves did a good job" she said softly admiring the mirror images slightly. She was now a mermaid and couldnt help but to Laugh sligthtly at her own appearance as well as Logans.

Emam grinned when Logan decided to let the pirate look go. "It's just a simple transfiguration spell." she said, looking at the mirror. "But it should stop, if.." she said, taking her finger and touching the upper corner of the mirror. With her spell, it would disappear when that happened, but instead the whole mirror cracked and pieces of glass flung at her. "What the heck." she said, quickly moving away from the shooting glass. "Ok, that wasnt me." she said with a grin.

Cassie moved her wand swiftly under her robe so no one could see and broke the mirror. Tucking her wand back into her robes she turned to Emma swiftly. "OH EMMA....a metamorphmagus and you STILL break mirror" she said giving her friend a fake sympathetic look then breaking into giggles. She dove behind Logan and hid,

Emma looked over at Cassie, not really registering what she said. But then out of the corner of her eye she saw Cassie hide behind Logan.
"Youuu..!" she said, whirling around and running after Cassie,
"That was not funny! Someone could have gotten hurt." she yelled, trying to sound serious though there was a huge grin across her face.

Going after Cassie's wand, she tried to reach for it, but instead got the outside of Cassie's robes.