"He's so . . ." Arabella trailed off.
"Gorgeous, fine, adorable?" suggested Lily, examining her fingernail.
"Well I was going to say yummy," Arabella corrected. "But yea they'll do." A grin spread across her face. "So are we going to the dance or not?" she demanded, eyes following Sirius, James and Remus and Peter who had joined them and were now howling like a pack of wolves and almost wetting themselves.
"May as well." Lily shrugged. "There's nothing else to do around here. And at least this way there'll be free food so I don't have to feed James." She grinned.
"Don't kid me," Arabella said playfully. "I know you love it!" Lily made a face at her.
"Yea," she said shortly. "I'm sure I do."
"Lily this dress is a disaster," wailed Arabella, hitching up the bottom. "It's waaaaaaay too long, it's waaaaaaay too loose and the neckline is waaaaaaay too high."
"So in other words you want something short, tight and low-cut?" Lily said. Arabella smiled, in spite of herself.
"Yea I guess," she admitted, sheepishly. Lily pulled out her wand.
"Perfecticous," she said, swishing it. The eye-catching, strappy, scarlet dress automatically clung to her curves, shortened itself, stooping about 6 or 7 inches above her knee and the neckline rode down to what Lily described as "shameful, totally shameful." Arabella squealed and hugged Lily. She pulled out her own wand muttering something about "change myself totally for just one night." Lily shook her head and scrutinized herself in a mirror, transformed from a bowl. Her long red waves had been pulled up carelessly into what could only be described as "deadly fashionable", words straight from the horse's mouth so to speak. (In other words Arabella.) Her simple white dress showed off her skin, which, for that night only, was tanned. She shrugged at the reflection in front of her.
"What the hell," she muttered. "It's only one night." Arabella appeared behind her, totally transformed. Her usually dark hair had been lightened to a honey colour and had been pulled into millions of tiny little plaits.
"Bella you look like a hooker," were Lily's first words when she caught sight of her friend. Arabella scowled.
"Thanks a bunch, Lils," Arabella said, doing her best to look angry. She however burst into uncontrollable laughter minutes after.
"Yea, yea," Lily said, raising her eyebrow. "Whatever. Let's go. May as well get this over and done with." A knock sounded at the door. Leah stood outside, in a short biscuit coloured halter dress. A black jacket with flared sleeves covered it.
"Are we ready?" she asked, lightly. Lily and Arabella, who had been staring at her, speechlessly, just nodded and walked outside. Leah let them go ahead before muttering. "Let's hope this is a turning point for all of us." She grinned, almost feebly, rolled her eyes and ran after her two friends.
"Gorgeous, fine, adorable?" suggested Lily, examining her fingernail.
"Well I was going to say yummy," Arabella corrected. "But yea they'll do." A grin spread across her face. "So are we going to the dance or not?" she demanded, eyes following Sirius, James and Remus and Peter who had joined them and were now howling like a pack of wolves and almost wetting themselves.
"May as well." Lily shrugged. "There's nothing else to do around here. And at least this way there'll be free food so I don't have to feed James." She grinned.
"Don't kid me," Arabella said playfully. "I know you love it!" Lily made a face at her.
"Yea," she said shortly. "I'm sure I do."
"Lily this dress is a disaster," wailed Arabella, hitching up the bottom. "It's waaaaaaay too long, it's waaaaaaay too loose and the neckline is waaaaaaay too high."
"So in other words you want something short, tight and low-cut?" Lily said. Arabella smiled, in spite of herself.
"Yea I guess," she admitted, sheepishly. Lily pulled out her wand.
"Perfecticous," she said, swishing it. The eye-catching, strappy, scarlet dress automatically clung to her curves, shortened itself, stooping about 6 or 7 inches above her knee and the neckline rode down to what Lily described as "shameful, totally shameful." Arabella squealed and hugged Lily. She pulled out her own wand muttering something about "change myself totally for just one night." Lily shook her head and scrutinized herself in a mirror, transformed from a bowl. Her long red waves had been pulled up carelessly into what could only be described as "deadly fashionable", words straight from the horse's mouth so to speak. (In other words Arabella.) Her simple white dress showed off her skin, which, for that night only, was tanned. She shrugged at the reflection in front of her.
"What the hell," she muttered. "It's only one night." Arabella appeared behind her, totally transformed. Her usually dark hair had been lightened to a honey colour and had been pulled into millions of tiny little plaits.
"Bella you look like a hooker," were Lily's first words when she caught sight of her friend. Arabella scowled.
"Thanks a bunch, Lils," Arabella said, doing her best to look angry. She however burst into uncontrollable laughter minutes after.
"Yea, yea," Lily said, raising her eyebrow. "Whatever. Let's go. May as well get this over and done with." A knock sounded at the door. Leah stood outside, in a short biscuit coloured halter dress. A black jacket with flared sleeves covered it.
"Are we ready?" she asked, lightly. Lily and Arabella, who had been staring at her, speechlessly, just nodded and walked outside. Leah let them go ahead before muttering. "Let's hope this is a turning point for all of us." She grinned, almost feebly, rolled her eyes and ran after her two friends.