Title: The Guide to Pranking (by Lily and Petunia Evans)
By: Nesma
Disclaimer: Obviously not my world.
A/N: Another chapter! Hooray! Check back on Friday (though, there may be a delay for the next chapter - all depends on work stuff). Have a fabulous day!
"Why are we here again?" Yvonne whined for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Petunia resisted the urge to roll her eyes as she pushed aside another hanger with a dress on it to her left.
"I told you. My mum told me I had to make up to Lily with the rumour by replacing her dress." Petunia lied through her teeth as she looked to the rack of dresses next to her. She eyed it carefully before she rummaged through it. Yvonne clicked her tongue as she followed Petunia.
The truth, was that Mrs. Evans had no idea that Petunia was shopping for Lily with the goal to replace the yellow dress that Petunia 'accidentally' ruined. In fact, Petunia wasn't even sure if Mrs. Evans even realized that the whole debacle started with a missing dress. Petunia sincerely hoped that her mother knew nothing, it made it a lot easier to be nicer to Lily if her mum was blissfully unaware.
"Right, the 'rumour.'" Yvonne said, heavily hinting at the last word. Petunia turned her head on her search to stare at her friend. Which was very hard to do since Yvonne was wearing an overlarge pair of sunglasses that easily took up half her face. Despite it being a few days after the makeup incident, Yvonne wore sunglasses inside the store as the eyeshadow was slowly coming off. She had a pale blue scarf that was lazily placed around her head as her beautiful locks were tinged green (though Yvonne's natural color was coming back, just slowly).
"I'm telling you, it is all nonsense." Petunia insisted, focusing her attention on the row of dresses as she clicked her own tongue with impatience as she rejected the last dress on the rack.
"What are you looking for anyways?" Yvonne asked, her curiosity getting the best of her as she edged closer to Petunia to stare at the rack of dresses.
"There is a yellow dress that Lily loved that got, er, destroyed by accident and I'm trying to replace it." Petunia muttered, shifting uncomfortably on her feet as Yvonne looked at the dresses. As if Yvonne would care whether Petunia was guilty or innocent.
"You mean the one that looked better on you?" Yvonne asked nastily, as if Lily had the audacity to have similar tastes than Petunia.
"Uh, yes, that one." Petunia said quietly, crossing her arms as she stared down at her feet.
"Right. Well, I'm guessing we should go to the store next door. You're not going to find a yellow dress in the middle of autumn in this store." Yvonne said curtly, turning on her heel and walking out of the store. Petunia readjusted her purse straps before following Yvonne out. Despite Yvonne's obvious dislike towards Lily, Yvonne could never resist a shopping quest.
The next store, Petunia eyed it carefully as she stepped through. She followed Yvonne's lead as they zig zagged passed different racks and sales people until they made it to a particular rack with dresses on it.
"We should be able to find the dress here." Yvonne said, as she started to eagerly push through the hangers on one end, while Petunia took the other end. It wasn't long till Petunia found a few very similar dresses of the original yellow one.
"Brilliant!" Yvonne said excitedly, clapping her hands together as Petunia held up the hangers.
"Right, now I need to try them… want to grab a few things Yvonne?" Petunia asked, tilting her head as her friend shook her head curtly. "Nope. I'll wait outside the changing room though." She said, as Petunia started to make her way to the back of the store. As Petunia chose one changing room, Yvonne settled across the room on the floor, crossing her arms.
Petunia quickly discarded her clothes and donned on the first dress. Though, upon one look into the mirror, she wrinkled her nose. The dress was more of a large bag and was very unflattering.
"No to the first one!" Petunia yelled out as she quickly tore the dress off.
"Shocking." Yvonne replied in an extremely sarcastic manner. Petunia was able to don on the second dress. It was flattering in all the right places, and the dress length was right at her knees. Examining it a bit closer in the mirror, Petunia decided to show the dress to Yvonne.
"What do you think?" Petunia asked, as she parted the curtain and leaned against the doorframe of the changing room.
With the overlarge sunglasses, it was very difficult to understand what was going through her mind. Though the wide smile on her face after five seconds was enough of an indication of what she thought.
"It looks ace." Yvonne said, as Petunia looked at the larger mirror in the hall. She twirled around a bit as she fingered the fabric of the dress.
"Do you think it looks similar to the other dress?"
"Eh. A bit." Yvonne said, tilting her hand a bit as Petunia frowned in the mirror.
"I'm going to try the other two in there." Petunia said, turning on her heel and reentering the changing room.
The third dress was an okay dress. It had sleeves that reached the elbows, was only slightly tight in places (Petunia suspected she chose the wrong size) and there was some embroidery on the sleeves and on the chest. It was a fine dress.
"Yvonne?" Petunia asked as she stepped out of the changing room and Yvonne immediately frowned at the dress. Yvonne shook her head vigorously as Petunia laughed and re-entered the changing room.
"It's not that it's terrible… it's just not like that other dress. That fitted you way better." Yvonne yelled out, as Petunia tore off the latest dress.
"Well, there is one more." Petunia replied, pulling on the last dress. As she turned to look into the mirror, she realized that it was certainly a contender for being the dress.
There was a ruffle lining at the top, but it was clinched at the waist (like the second dress) and it was slightly higher at the knees. Grinning to herself, she pulled open the curtain to face Yvonne who gave a thumbs up and a grin.
"Now this one is cute." Yvonne muttered as Petunia strolled to the larger mirror.
"Which one do you like better? The second dress or this one?" Petunia asked, giving a twirl and staring at her reflection over her shoulder.
"Depends." Yvonne said, Petunia faced her in time to see Yvonne shrugging her shoulders. "The other one was simpler, more your taste. But this one is cute too." Yvonne said, nodding to the dress as Petunia looked down on the outfit.
"I think Lily would like this one. She's known to have a more adventurous taste." Petunia said, as she strutted to the changing room.
"I still think you should keep the dress." Yvonne yelled, as Petunia changed out of the dress. As she was hanging the dress back on their hangers, she did stared a bit at the second dress. Perhaps treating herself and Lily wouldn't be a bad idea. With a grin on her face, Petunia strolled out the changing room with two dresses in hand as she headed towards the cashier.
Though Yvonne insisted on accompanying Petunia to the Post Office, Petunia suspected it was her way of trying to talk Petunia out on being nice to Lily, Petunia sent her away. At the post office, Petunia pulled the proper box and a piece of paper on which she wrote the following:
Dear Lily,
I hope this package finds you well. Enclosed is a new yellow dress (I couldn't find the one I destroyed – sorry about that. It did look fab on us). I hope you like the new dress – I have the receipt so if it doesn't fit then send it back ASAP and I'll get a better size. I also purchased yellow dress for my own collection. It is simpler than your new one, but that suits me just fine (I'll send a photo later). Though I know that you're missing some cardigans... it's for your own good. I also refuse to purchase another cardigan for your absurd collection. I am sure you have twenty with you up at school and another twenty in the closet. You have a problem and I would rather not be an enabler in your life.
Also, in the envelope there are some photos of a night out with Yvonne from a few days ago. Luckily for me, my 'Lily sense' came on as I was handling some of the product. I painted my nails with a colour that I think you changed? Let me know if I was right!
I think Yvonne looked gorgeous. I hope she meets your standards!
Love,
Petunia
PS. Truce?
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