Campbell was freaking out in her dorm. She was team captain. This was a quidditch party. She was basically hosting. She had no idea what to wear. She paced back and forth in front of her bed, looking at all the clothes she had laid out when Parvati and Lavender walked in joined at the little finger.
"What's wrong Campbell?" Parvati asked.
Campbell ran a hand through her hair. "I have no clue what to wear!" The girls looked at her sympathetically and went to look at the choices on her bed. Suddenly Susan Bones ran into their room holding two outfits, both a horrid shade of yellow but she was a Hufflepuff and Campbell thought that maybe those were the only things she could think to wear.
"Can someone help me decide what to wear?" She asked in a small voice as if she hadn't just bolted into the room at full speed. The girls all laughed.
"Only if you help me," Campbell said with a smile.
Soon there were at least 10 girls crowded into the dorm room all talking about clothes. "You can't wear that," Pansy said to Campbell, "it's so frumpy, no one will know you have any shape at all."
"What about the jersey, should I just wear that with some muggle jeans?" She held up the purple and black jersey that they all got at the end of tryouts.
Daphne came up behind Pansy. "Look, sure you could do that, but, don't you want to be different this year?" Campbell nodded. "Okay then! How about Pansy's green dress?" Campbell knew the dress she meant. It was silk and lace and skin tight and barely long enough to cover anything.
"Oh I don't know…" Campbell started.
Lavender appeared by their side. "The sexy dress?" She asked as if she knew what they were talking about. "That would look so good on you Little Nott!"
"You can't keep it or anything," Pansy said. "But you can borrow it and we can tailor it a little if you want."
Hannah Abbott chimed in, "You should go for it Campbell!" She smiled at the Hufflepuff.
Resigned she tilted her head back. "Fine, fine. Let's do it before I chicken out and change my mind." She had never worn anything sexy before. Elegant, sure. Casual, yep. Sexy, never. Her father had always told her that she should look the part of a wife, not a mistress. Daphne clapped her hands and hurried off to her and Pansy's dorm to grab the dress.
As soon as they got it on her, they realized that Pansy's chest was much bigger than her own. They shrunk the bust and changed it into straps instead of a halter neckline. It fit better that way. Campbell waved her wand and added three inches to the hem much to Pansy and Daphne's chagrin.
"It's still not right," Parvati lamented staring at Campbell in the mirror.
"Is it too tight?" Lavender asked.
"No. It's the wrong color." Daphne knew it almost as soon as the words left Pansy's mouth.
"You're right! It needs to be silver!" Then suddenly someone's wand was out and the dress went from emerald green to a cool silver that flowed down every curve of her body like a river.
Campbell gaped at herself in the mirror. "Holy Salazar, it's perfect."
Oh just you wait.
