Yvaine waited in the common room for James to show up. Yvaine had her frizzy blond hair up in a ponytail and she was wearing a blue Pink Floyd t-shirt, a pair of old jeans, a worn black hoodie, and her old black high-tops.
"That's what you're wearing…" James stated when he finally showed up, "Do you have…anything else?"
"Well yeah but it's all basically the same," Yvaine replied.
"I can't figure out what's worse…your clothes or your hair…"
"Keep up with comments like that and I'm telling Lily you're gay."
"You wouldn't." James already knew Yvaine would.
Yvaine didn't reply.
"Alright alright. Today we're just going to focus on getting your uniform fitted…and seeing if we can't do anything with your hair…now go up and get your uniform."
Yvaine glared but as she fetched her uniform she knew he was right. Her uniform was too big and her hair was such a frizzy mess she was surprised birds hadn't tried nesting in it.
"Fine, wait…today? This is a long term project? What about my homework? And Quidditch practice?"
"You really think I'd do anything that would get in the way of Quidditch?" James ignored Yvaine's concerns about her homework as he led her out of the common room and to Hogsmeade. They walked right past the Hogs Head and Zonko's and right to the tailor Yvaine didn't even know was there. Yvaine didn't even get to say anything before the tailor began to measure her.
"You planned all this," Yvaine narrowed her eyes at James.
James grinned as he handed Yvaine's uniform to the tailor, "I might have."
The tailor shook his head as he handed Yvaine her uniform and told her to go to the changing room and changing. Yvaine was slightly offended at the tailor's attitude towards her uniform. She thought she had been doing a decent job taking care of her uniform. After the first half hour of being poked with needles she thought differently.
"Stop squirming girl."
"Stop poking me with needles and I'll stop squirming."
"I only poke you because you keep squirming."
"Yvaine can't you just behave for the guy?"
"That's a load coming from you."
"Silence! I demand silence!"
Yvaine didn't even bother to look over the uniform when it was finished. She just changed and shoved it into her bag as she stormed out. That was one of the most miserable hours of her life. Yvaine began to make her way back to the castle but then she felt herself being tugged back by the hood of her jacket.
"Let me go!"
"Where do you think you're going? We're not done for the day."
"Oh yes we are. We are done. No more. I quit. If getting my hair done is anything like that-"
"Oh stuff it," James dragged Yvaine into the Hogs Head and to a table where a group of over enthusiastic girls were digging out all kinds of hair products.
"Oh no! No! I'm done! The deal is off! The deal is off!" Yvaine exclaimed in a futile attempt to save herself. It didn't work. The girls just ignored Yvaine's demands to let her go and surrounded her as they worked on her hair.
"Ooh maybe we could curl her hair."
"No she's already got frizzy hair that'll just make things worse."
"Maybe if we cut it-"
"Don't you dare cut my hair! I mean it!"
"Just a trim to get rid of the dead ends nothing too severe."
"Ooh you know I have extra conditioner that would be great for your hair! I'll get it to you at dinner tonight."
"Alright now hold still this is gonna hurt."
"What? Ow! That was my eyebrow!"
"Now for the other one."
"What? Ow! That hurts!"
"It's the price of beauty."
"Gotta go Yvaine! Same time next week!" James said teasingly as he left in a rush. Sirius, Remus, and Peter had just entered the Hogs Head and were giving James questioning looks. Remus and Peter were more curious what James was doing. Sirius was wondering why he didn't know about the plan in the first place. This would be the first time James kept something secret from him.
Whatever James was doing it had to be big.