Beautiful
"Good morning mum." I said.
"Good morning Sweetheart." She replied. "Eve brought a letter last night, it's on top of the refrigerator."
Eve is my owl, Harry and Ron have owls so I thought it was time I bought one. I had Crookshanks, but he wasn't going to deliver my letters. The letter was from Tonks, she said that her and Remus would pick me up the next day before supper. One day. I had one day to do the makeover. Would it be enough time?
Of course it would - with the right help - I could do it. No problem.
I walked into the living room, picked up the phone and dialed, waiting for her to answer. Her being Parvati Patil. Parvati was in my dormitory, she had suggested once or twice that I should change my looks, not in a rude way of course. At the end of the year, she gave me her phone number so we could keep in touch. I thought maybe she could help me.
"Hello."
"Hi, Parvati?"
"Hermione Granger?'
"Yeah, it's me. Look, I was thinking about what you said, about getting a makeover. I'm up for it. Do you think maybe you can help me?"
"Sure. I'm not doing anything today. Maybe we can meet in Diagon Alley around noon?' She asked.
"Perfect." I said. "See you there."
~*~
I arrived in Diagon Alley sharply at twelve, according to my new watch. Even though we met there, we spent most of the day [and my money] in Muggle London.
Parvati picked out clothes and I tried them on. Some of the jeans were a little tighter than what I would have bought on my own but I got them anyway. I bought several new shirts, some were sleeveless. Parvati found makeup that would look good with my skin tones and accentuate some of my features. Whatever that meant. At some point during the day, we ended up in Hogsmeade, where Parvati found a hair-straightening potion that smelled of roses. I bought three bottles of it.
At the end of the day, Parvati showed me how to apply my makeup the right way. The closest thing I had worn to makeup in my life was chapstick, and even then it was only in the winter. Now I had various shades of eyeshadow, mascara that I poked myself in the eye with three times already, and more lip gloss than I could count.
"Hermione?" Parvati asked, applying a small amount of blush to my cheeks. I had my eyes closed, afraid I'd get poked in the eye by that thing too. "Why did you decide to do this?"
I thought of an excuse as quickly as I could. "I'm going to an important dinner tomorrow night. I want to make a good impression, I guess."
~*~
The next day I waited patiently for Tonks and Lupin to pick me up. I had all my stuff packed. I picked a blue pair of jeans and a pink 'hoodie' as Parvati called it. It was a still a sweater to me. I did my makeup the way Parvati showed me and washed my hair with that potion I bought. Even though it looked good straight I borrowed mum's curling iron and put a few small curls here and there, a hair style I saw in an American movie once.
When they arrived, Tonks said I looked good. Lupin didn't say anything about my looks, he smiled though, I didn't know what to think. Was that a good smile or bad smile?
I paused and looked in the mirror on the way out the door. Was that a tear? I wiped it away and looked at myself.
"Is something wrong Hermione?" Lupin asked.
"No." I smiled.
This is what I wanted. This is what Ron wanted.
~*~
Hope you liked it. Review if you did. I decided to update a little sooner. Thanks to Shannon B. and ApricotKisses [yes, I did change the name]
"Good morning mum." I said.
"Good morning Sweetheart." She replied. "Eve brought a letter last night, it's on top of the refrigerator."
Eve is my owl, Harry and Ron have owls so I thought it was time I bought one. I had Crookshanks, but he wasn't going to deliver my letters. The letter was from Tonks, she said that her and Remus would pick me up the next day before supper. One day. I had one day to do the makeover. Would it be enough time?
Of course it would - with the right help - I could do it. No problem.
I walked into the living room, picked up the phone and dialed, waiting for her to answer. Her being Parvati Patil. Parvati was in my dormitory, she had suggested once or twice that I should change my looks, not in a rude way of course. At the end of the year, she gave me her phone number so we could keep in touch. I thought maybe she could help me.
"Hello."
"Hi, Parvati?"
"Hermione Granger?'
"Yeah, it's me. Look, I was thinking about what you said, about getting a makeover. I'm up for it. Do you think maybe you can help me?"
"Sure. I'm not doing anything today. Maybe we can meet in Diagon Alley around noon?' She asked.
"Perfect." I said. "See you there."
~*~
I arrived in Diagon Alley sharply at twelve, according to my new watch. Even though we met there, we spent most of the day [and my money] in Muggle London.
Parvati picked out clothes and I tried them on. Some of the jeans were a little tighter than what I would have bought on my own but I got them anyway. I bought several new shirts, some were sleeveless. Parvati found makeup that would look good with my skin tones and accentuate some of my features. Whatever that meant. At some point during the day, we ended up in Hogsmeade, where Parvati found a hair-straightening potion that smelled of roses. I bought three bottles of it.
At the end of the day, Parvati showed me how to apply my makeup the right way. The closest thing I had worn to makeup in my life was chapstick, and even then it was only in the winter. Now I had various shades of eyeshadow, mascara that I poked myself in the eye with three times already, and more lip gloss than I could count.
"Hermione?" Parvati asked, applying a small amount of blush to my cheeks. I had my eyes closed, afraid I'd get poked in the eye by that thing too. "Why did you decide to do this?"
I thought of an excuse as quickly as I could. "I'm going to an important dinner tomorrow night. I want to make a good impression, I guess."
~*~
The next day I waited patiently for Tonks and Lupin to pick me up. I had all my stuff packed. I picked a blue pair of jeans and a pink 'hoodie' as Parvati called it. It was a still a sweater to me. I did my makeup the way Parvati showed me and washed my hair with that potion I bought. Even though it looked good straight I borrowed mum's curling iron and put a few small curls here and there, a hair style I saw in an American movie once.
When they arrived, Tonks said I looked good. Lupin didn't say anything about my looks, he smiled though, I didn't know what to think. Was that a good smile or bad smile?
I paused and looked in the mirror on the way out the door. Was that a tear? I wiped it away and looked at myself.
"Is something wrong Hermione?" Lupin asked.
"No." I smiled.
This is what I wanted. This is what Ron wanted.
~*~
Hope you liked it. Review if you did. I decided to update a little sooner. Thanks to Shannon B. and ApricotKisses [yes, I did change the name]