Ch. 15 "Whoa"
"We have to do something with this hair."
"You are not doing anything to my hair, Williams. I think it's fine just the way it is."
"You also thought that wearing that same 'Save the Insects' sweatshirt every single day was okay, too."
"I was thirteen, Sara."
"Thirteen year olds do tend to have a sense of style, you know. You just stuffed yours in that sweatshirt."
Lily sucked her teeth.
"Don't you suck your teeth at me, missy. Holy Lord, Lily, when was the last time you brushed your hair? Brace yourself – ooh, that's got to hurt."
Lily forced back the tears and felt the incredibly sore spot on her head where Sara attempted to manually yank a knot out. "Why don't I brush the rest of my hair," Lily suggested hopefully."
"Nope, you don't know how to do it right. See, I was watching this movie and a commercial came on and it showed a new way to brush your hair that is guaranteed to make it shine. See, you start from the bottom then go to the top, then you do this ripple thing with the brush . . . it's complicated."
"I hate fashion," Lily whimpered. Sara was brushing her hair so hard that the bristles were scraping her scalp. "Could you lighten up a little bit, please? That really hurts."
"Huh? Oh, sorry."
Lily was sitting in Sara's bedroom, staring motionlessly at her reflection in Sara's vanity mirror. "I smashed my mirror, you know," Lily said suddenly. "Now all I have is a tiny little hand mirror."
"You mean that big one? Nice move, Einstein. That was such a nice mirror, too. I was going to ask you to put it in your will that I get it, but I guess now it's too late."
Lily shrugged. "I was mad. Even I can't control my own temper."
"Typical redhead," Sara murmured. "Okay, I have this sample conditioner thing that you can put on dry hair. It's suppose to make it 5 times smoother, silkier, and shinier. You want to try it out?"
"As if I have a choice," Lily muttered.
"Well, you really don't. Oh! No, we'll have to wait for that." Sara smiled.
"Why?" Lily asked.
Sara walked over to Lily and began playing with her hair. "Well . . . I'll be honest with you. You have a gorgeous face, your eyes and hair set it off. They're suppose to, anyway. Your eyes are pretty, but your hair has faded. Do you remember the first time we met? Your hair literally glowed. That's why I hated you for like, ten minutes. I was so jealous!"
Lily stifled a laugh. "Now that's something I never thought I'd hear you say to me."
"We'll work on that later."
"Work on what?"
"Nothing. Anyway, I went out yesterday to this hair place to get my hair trimmed. Long story short, my hairdresser saw your picture and recommended . . . this shampoo for you." Sara pulled out the bottle from the bag she was holding. "It's suppose to, "bring out the natural color you were born to wear". Flashy. He told me that your hair color kind of . . . disappeared? I forget what he said, sorry. The point is, it's gone now."
Lily picked up a lock of her hair. "I didn't know hair color could disappear."
"Yeah well, for awhile I didn't know where babies came from. Here, go in the shower, lather this up and let it sit in for three to five minutes. Come out when you're done."
"Yes, sir." Lily heard Sara laugh as she walked into the bathroom. She stripped down and walked into the shower. The freezing cold water soothed Lily; she was the only girl she knew who enjoyed it. After a few minutes of letting the water relax her, she set it to a warmer temperature and picked up the bottle of shampoo. She untwisted the cap and poured some of the light pink cream on her hand.
As Lily lathered her and rinsed her hair, she didn't see what was so special about it. It seems like regular shampoo to me, she thought. Then a thought went through her head. I wonder if this is a Muggle product or one from the wizarding world, she thought. Because Sara was half Muggle, half witch, Sara owned Muggle and magical items.
Lily turned off the water and dried herself off. As Lily dried her hair, she noticed that it was a little bit smoother, but when she looked at it, she saw no difference. She wrapped her hair in a towel and walked back into Sara's bedroom
When Lily reentered the room, Sara had lain out all of her make-up, down to every shade, size, and color; from browns to a canary yellow. Lily eyed the yellow eyeshadow cautiously. "What in the world possessed you to buy that shade?" Lily asked.
Sara looked up from the magazine she was reading. "Oh, that one was a gift." She threw the magazine to the side and stood up.
"Oh." Lily unwrapped her hair from the towel she had put on and showed Sara her hair. "It feels so weird to have it down," she commented.
"Lily, when was the last time you wore your hair down?"
" . . . Do you want an exact answer? Approximately . . . I was about six."
"Not even when you sleep?" Sara asked in disbelief.
Lily shook her head. "Always in a ponytail."
"Wow. Well, Lily, I have some news for you. Your hair is going to be down 90 of the time. Is your hair dry yet?"
Lily checked. "It's damp," she replied.
"Ugh, this is taking too long. Here, we'll use my blow drier."
Sara grabbed her blow drier and put it on full blast. Lily's hair flapped in her face and got in her eyes. Lily put up her arms to block some of the air. "Sara!" she cried. "It's on too high!"
Sara laughed and put her blow drier in front of her own face, her hair flowing back, giving her a wind-blown look. "Am I model material or what?" Sara joked and began intimidating poses. Lily laughed and took the blow drier away. She began properly drying her own hair and when she was finished she put the blow drier away. "Now where's that conditioner stuff?" Lily asked.
"Well, well, well," Sara smiled, "since when are you actually not dreading this?"
Lily shrugged. "It tends to grow on you." She grinned. "Plus, I'm actually a little excited."
Sara shivered slightly. "I'm so happy for you, I have chills." She got the conditioner and put it in Lily's hair.
"Are these Muggle products?" Lily asked suddenly.
Sara looked at Lily. "You mean all the hair stuff?" Lily nodded. "No way, do you really think Muggle stuff is this good? No, I got this in Hogsmeade."
"Ah. Hey Sara, I have a question."
"Shoot."
"When is the hair color going to show?"
"Uh . . ." Sara checked the bottle. "ten to fifteen minutes. Why can't everything just be instant?"
"It doesn't matter," Lily said helpfully. "At least it'll show."
"I guess," Sara muttered. "Okay, this has to sit, then we brush it out. If it works I can tell you where to buy it. Now for the make-up!" Sara said giddily.
Sara guided Lily to the make-up stand and forced her in a chair. "Now, I've been thinking about what to do, and we'll see if this works. I'll put on you a little bit of pink blush on your cheeks, a tiny bit of cover-up for that zit right there, light mascara and bronze eyeshadow. No eyeliner on the top, just a little on the bottom to thicken your bottom lashes. Then you'll have Sandy Brown Number 235 lipstick. And it all appears natural so it'll look like you're not wearing anything at all. Are you still worried now?"
"What's the point of wearing make-up if you can't see it?" asked a confused Lily.
Sara groaned softly. "The whole point of wearing make-up is to outline your own features. People who wear the kind of make-up you're thinking of – Lauren Adams, Nikki Kay, are ass holes that try too hard to show off. Besides, they wear so much powder their faces it looks like hippo hide. It's really gross."
The mention of Lauren Adam's name triggered the memory of the train ride in Lily's mind. She cleared her throat and shifted slightly. She wanted to ask Sara about that bluntly and quickly, but Lily knew she had to time it right. She cleared her throat again. "Have your thoughts changed on her?" Lily asked as casually as she could. "Lauren Adams, I mean."
"Close your eyes," Sara commanded as she applied some eyeshadow. "Lauren Adams? No, I still think she's a bitch. Why do you ask? Do you think differently of her?"
"No," Lily quickly answered. "It's just that –" Lily paused, thinking of what to say.
"Lily, you're beating around the bush and you know I don't like that. So just tell me."
Damn, Lily thought. "Well . . . I – on the train I saw you. With the Marauders. And Huggins. And Kay. And Adams."
Sara stopped and stared at Lily. She made a noise deep in her throat but didn't say anything, so Lily continued on, "She was whispering something to you, and –"
"She's a bitch," Sara said. "She wanted to know how to get Walt Tresowski. You know, that guy in Ravenclaw? And since I dated him – when was it, two years ago? Yeah, it was. So that's it, that's all we talked about."
"But why were you smiling?" Lily blurted out before she could stop herself.
"She gave a suggestion that she could tie him down if he runs away, and I think he deserves it, and it was a funny thought. I'm still mad at him, you know."
"But he apologized. The only reason he made out with Olivia Braun was because she put that spell on him, remember?"
"Stop talking." Sara applied the lipstick carefully before answering. "Nah, I still don't buy it. Okay, you can talk. Rub your lips together. Yeah, like that. Here, blot." Lily took the tissue Sara held out away from her and blotted her lips.
"Good," Sara murmured. "Did my answer suit you? Are you still cautious that I've befriended Adams?"
"How did you know I was cautious?"
"Please, Lily, you are so transparent."
"I am not," Lily muttered defensively.
"Whatever you say, Lily. The make-up's done. And may I say that is looks fantastic. I am a genius. But you can't look yet."
Lily groaned. "First you get me all excited to see the makeup, and now you're telling me I can't see it?"
"Yeppo. Now you need an outfit. Here, I saw this in the mall and I just had to get it."
Sara handed Lily a green shirt and Lily quickly put it on. The shirt was an emerald green with mid-length sleeves, and only after Lily had put it on, she noticed that it was slim-fitting, accentuating the curves Lily had failed to notice. She liked it.
"Well, don't you look pretty," Sara said. "How does it feel wearing a shirt that isn't two sizes too big?"
Lily looked down at the shirt again. "Weird. Can I look in the mirror?"
"You need jeans."
"I am wearing jeans."
"Those jeans are old, baggy, and worn out. I'm talking about jeans. Butt jeans."
"Oh." Lily wasn't that surprised; she had expected all of this. "Can I see a pair."
"Sure." Sara walked over to her dresser and picked up a pair of dark jeans, faded at the knees. You're a size one, right? God, I can't remember the last time I was a size one."
Sara held the jeans out to Lily, and she put those on as well. She had never worn an outfit so tight-fitting. She looked at Sara for a response, and Sara just smiled, which gave Lily a major confidence boost. "I have to look in a mirror," she said. Sara led her to a full-length mirror and Lily's jaw dropped. She had never, in her wildest dreams, thought she would ever look like that.
Lily's hair reached her lower back, which was a surprise to Lily since it always looked shorter in a ponytail. Her hair was a vibrant orange-red that had a soft, silky appearance. Lily's make-up was flawless; it brought out the milky, porcelain color of her skin, which set her green eyes off even more. The shirt contributed to her eyes as well. Lily had never seen two colors match so perfectly together. The shirt was tighter than what she usually wore, but not too tight. The jeans were also a little tight, but very comfortable. They, too, accentuated her curves, showing off the beautiful woman she was transforming into.
Sara walked up next to Lily and smiled widely. "I am a genius."
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