"I'm not wearing that." Hermione crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her older sister who was currently dressed like a prostitute. She wore a red corset with fishnet stockings and patent leather black six inch heels, the ruffled under pants did nothing to motivate Hermione to trust her older sister's judgement at the moment. Petunia threw the gold outfit at Hermione with a huff, glaring down at her sister with her jaw set stubbornly.
"We are all dressing up for this, Mya." Petunia growled, her blue eyes hard. Taking her older sister seriously in her outfit was hard but Hermione was able to keep her composure and turn her nose up at spandex suite with disdain. "I have been working on these outfits since last year!"
"Why must mine be a leotard?" Hermione shrieked. Lily chose that moment to enter the room in a simple French maid costume, slit up to the sides all the way to her hips. "Why can't I wear that?"
"Because that is Lily's costume." Petunia said slowly as if talking to a child, clenching the Golding costume in her hands so tightly her knuckles turned white.
"I like my outfit!" Amelia chirped happily as she came barreling in the room wearing a conservative peach skirt suite. Hermione flapped her arms in indignation and looked to her twin in desperation.
"Mya, if it really bothers you, I will switch with you." Lily said with a tight smile, this fight had gone on too long and if she didn't change they would miss the play altogether.
"Thank you, my most caring and understanding sister." Hermione said loftily and started pulling on Lily's kitten heels.
Once they were all dressed and ready to go, Petunia was smiling again. She handed out the long black cloaks to hide their outfits until they got to the theatre. The trip was uneventful, Petunia raved about how much fun they would have and showed off the many props that were apparently encouraged so the audience could interact with the cast. When they stood outside in the line, she turned on her Hermione.
"Did you invite the boys?" Petunia asked her sister with a sly smile. They hadn't seen the marauders since they left Potter Manor less than a week ago but Petunia was looking forward to supervising hers sisters' dates. Payback for all the boys her sisters scared away with their twisted twins routine.
"Err, no. They wanted to go on a date tonight but I told them I would be with you guys and I didn't want our first date to be..." Hermione trailed off, motioning over Petunia's outfit with a grimace.
"Ahhh, don't like my taste, now?" Petunia smirked as she lifted her arms over her head to pose dramatically, gaining quite a few appreciative looks from the men waiting in line with them.
"I don't think she wants to tell her kids she was dressed as a French maid on her first date." Amelia snickered behind her hand as Hermione blushed to the roots of her hair.
"Kids? Well, we haven't talked much about kids, yet. Potter Manor has a lot of bedrooms to fill." James smiled happily as he came up behind them to put an arm around Hermione's shoulders, making her jump in surprise.
"I don't know, Prongs. There's also Black Island, I'm sure we can raise our own quidditch teams there." Sirius chuckled as he kissed Hermione's cheek in greeting
"Excuse me?!" Hermione squeaked and pulled away from the Gryffindors with matching smug smiles.
"Of course, my love. As long as they all look like you, I won't fuss too much." James had a cocky smile on his face as he reached out and grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together.
"Would you really want to sacrifice my good looks though? I mean, just imagine what mine and Mya's children will look like." Sirius grinned wolfishly and leered at the petite redhead, his eyes trailing over her long baggy cloak speculatively.
"Let's get a first date in, then we can talk about how you want me to be your bloody broodmare." Hermione pulled away to take off her cloak and put it in Tuney's magically expanded bag. "Let me guess, Remus told you where we would be."
"Hi Mya!" Remus said from behind Sirius and James with an apologetic look. "Ladies, you all look...incredible." His eyes never left Lily as he stepped forward and kissed her cheek. James and Sirius on the other hand were frozen to the spot, taking in Hermione's outfit.
"Marry me." The boys dropped down to one knee simultaneously and reached for Hermione.
"Bloody purebloods." Petunia growled, slapping the them both on the back of their heads. She hauled them up by their collars and fixed them with a glare, which they ignored.
"We can elope, tonight." James said eagerly, his glasses laying perilously crooked on the tip of his nose.
"We are all 16, mum will probably be upset but we can get to Gretna Green in no time." Sirius nodded in agreement as he leaned on James.
"I thought you said you wanted to date first or court or whatever it is you do...Amelia?"Lily looked at them perplexed, Amelia stifled a giggle.
"You want to marry me...in a French maid costume?" Hermione asked slowly.
"We would marry you in anything, a paper bag, a napkin, a tea towel, we're not picky." Sirius said seriously as he ticked off the options on his fingers.
"Of course, mum would murder us for depriving her a bonding ceremony but...it could be worth it." James said conspiratorially to Sirius.
"Oi! Prongs! Pads! Let your bride breathe!" Remus laughed nervously as he saw Petunia's face steadily growing redder the more his friends talked.
"We agreed to a date, this not said date. Tonight, we are friends. No more talk of marriage or children, just be your annoying prat selves." Hermione laughed, pushing them away. She couldn't think when they were too close, their scent alone made her want to bury her face in their necks.
Of course, they didn't listen, they called it their 'first pre-date' and stayed close to her side. It all started when the ticket agent whistled and winked at her, making her blush scarlet. The rest of the night was filled with lingering touches and intense looks, Petunia would spray them with her water bottle periodically to make them pay attention. To say the boys were shocked would be an understatement, while their hands idly toyed with Hermione, their gobsmacked faces drifted to the stage in horror many times.
"That was amazing!" Lily cried as they danced from the theatre, her fingers laced with Remus's as he smiled fondly at his girlfriend. Amelia was still giggling and singing, arm in arm, with a blue haired muggle she met.
"Even better than the show I saw while in Uni!" Petunia agreed with a smile feeling drunk on the experience but keeping a close eye on her sisters. They didn't drink during the play so she didn't worry overly about her sisters walking with boys. Except James, she eyed him shrewdly.
"Is that how all muggle plays are?" James asked incredulously, shoving his hands in his pockets after a stern glare from Petunia.
"Oh, no...this one is special." Hermione laughed happily as Petunia laced their arms together.