Title: Subverting Expectations
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: K
Pairing: None
Summary: I decided to write a series of short stories about subverting expectations for the children in the Epilogue. This is the first one.
The quiet sound of a spell whispered through the room, and the girl who cast it leaned forward and pouted at herself in the mirror, admiring the magically softened and red-stained lips that the spell had enhanced. With casual waves she cost the eleven other glamours that helped improve her appearance- from the spell that dealt with unruly little bits of hair, to the charm that made her already flawless skin shimmer with ever such a slight glow.
The spells turned her from a remarkably pretty girl, into absolutely gorgeous, and she gave herself one last satisfied look before turning to the bed behind her and sliding into the skirt and shirt laid out, and swirling her Hogwarts robes around her, noting with satisfaction that the black, made her pale skin even paler and her eyes even brighter.
With one last flick of her wand, she tightened the waist subtlety to show off her developing curves, and nonchalantly cast a Shrinking charm on her schoolbooks, a spell they weren't supposed to know yet, but that had proved rather handy. She didn't want a curved back after all from a heavy book-bag. That was not attractive.
"Are you done yet?" asked the black haired girl who had just walked into the room impatiently.
"Absolutely," she replied softly. No point in exerting her voice, a sexy low purr was much better than a shrill, grating high pitched voice. "It's Charms first isn't it?"
Katie nodded, and they turned to leave the room together. "What did your parents say?" she asked curiously, knowing that the other girl's parents had demanded a Floo-conference to discuss her behaviour in school.
She rolled her eyes. "Exactly what she's been saying since first year. You'd have thought she'd have got tired of it after five years, and just accepted that I'm old enough to know what I want to do with my life. I don't want some backbreaking Ministry job, sorting through old papers, or ruining my hair wrestling dragons. But it's always the same thing with her. You don't work hard enough, you're not top of the class anymore, you date too many boys, you date girls. She told me that it was some form of a rebellion."
Katy snorted in frank amusement. "It's just you." She was rewarded with a savage grin.
"Mother doesn't seem to realise I'm perfectly intelligent, that I can do anything I want with my life, and that this is what I want to do. I want to have fun, meet attractive strangers and do something interesting with my life. She tells me I'm taking a step backwards for feminism, and I told her I didn't care. Now she's not talking to me. Apparently life's not worth living if you aren't bushy haired and top of the class."
"How did you get sorted into Ravenclaw again?" Katy asked wryly.
"I wasn't like this when I was eleven," Rose Weasley said drily.
I know it was pretty obvious it was Rose, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway!
Reviews would be good. More children up soon