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A/N: First I'm really sorry for the long time between updates. I had about half of this written then I got busy with school and finally wrote the last half tonight. I hope to update in about a week but I can't promise anything.
Thanks to all of you that reviewed. It is nice to know that people are reading.
About Belle's relation to Sirius, yes she is related. No that relation isn't important and she isn't that closely related. But atleast you noticed because I that is why I picked the name Black. Her relation to someone else is what is important.
AinoAyanami: The explanation of Draco being friends with Harry and Co. isn't all that important but it is in the first chapter of Quadrangular Quidditch Qup and I may write another story to further elucidate that chapter but that is a far time off. As for Ron and Luna, along with Draco I don't think they will even show up in this story except at the dance and the feast at the end of the year. Which are the only places Belle shows up in QQQ.
A Dress
Neville and Belle rushed to the gates of Hogsmeade. When they arrived it was too late. The carriages had already returned to school.
"Well what do we do now?" Belle exclaimed.
Neville thought for a moment, and then replied "We still have some shopping to do, don't we?"
"But how are we going to get back?"
"I know a way back that no one uses."
"But it is late and we'll miss dinner, surely someone will notice."
"They didn't realize we weren't on the carriages and only our friends might notice we aren't at dinner. We'll be fine, don't worry."
"Okay, but lets make it quick."
"To Gladrags we go." Neville belted and he grabbed Belle's arm.
Not quite reluctantly, Belle followed. She definitely wanted to spend more time with him, but not returning to Hogwarts on time could lose them their Hogsmeade privileges. And she was sure a detention would be in order too.
They arrived at the dress shop a few moments later. A bell rang as the entered and a diminutive woman walked out from the back.
"I thought all you kids had left." she sad in a soft though slightly perturbed manner. "I'm afraid I don't have much fabric left. I have some muggle cloth but not much else."
"Ooh, that would be wonderful." Belle replied. "Muggle silk is so soft and beautiful."
"Well, that solves a fabric problem, now to pick a style and colors."
"It has to be forest green with lavender trim. The dress should be sleeveless, form fitting and floor length."
"I believe I have a blue dress made of Acromantula silk similar to that in the back. I'll let you look at it to see if you like the style." The shop owner retreated to the back of the shop.
"Neville, what are you going to wear?" Belle asked.
"I think I'll buy something off the shelf. That dark blue tuxedo would be perfect."
Belle looked to where Neville was pointing. A blue suit shimmered in the corner. It would perfectly match what she had in mind for her dress. After Belle and Neville wandered about for a few minutes the shopkeeper returned.
Dancing in front of her was an elegant sleeveless dress. It was hemmed with a soft yellow fabric and had a flower fashioned of the same fabric sewn to the left breast. Belle walked up to the witch and whispered in her ear. "I love it, but it should have straps with a square cut bosom and I don't want him to see it until the dance."
"Ooh, very good, anything else?"
"A pair of matching shoes."
"Okay and for you, young man?"
"I'll take that suit there." Neville said pointing at the blue tuxedo.
"Are you sure? I could make you something custom as well."
"No, that suit adjusted to my size would be perfect."
"Very well then." The witch pulled out her wand and pointed it at the suit, "Mobilarbus, Reparo, y Reducio" then Neville "Jugero." Finally she twirled the wand and spoke once again setting the spells in motion.
Scissors and fabric rules flew about the room. The seams of the suit were ripped as the rules measured Neville, occasionally wrapping themselves about his arms and legs. Then needles with thread started to glide through the air, stitching the suit back together. After about thirty minutes the tools flew back to there spaces on the shelves behind the counter and the suit glided over and laid itself in Neville's arms.
"Anything else, young sir?" The wizard seamstress asked.
"No, this is all. How much do I owe you?" Neville answered.
"Twenty five galleons I believe."
Neville handed her the coins.
"Thank you, now if you could wait in the dressing room. The young miss here would like her dress to be a surprise."
Looking a bit shocked, Neville begrudgingly went to the dressing room to wait. As soon as he entered the room the witch cast a locking and silencing charm on the door.
"Now for your dress." She turned to Belle, then pointed at the bolt of green fabric and began again, "Mobilarbus, Reparo, y Reducio" and then bringing the wand to the blue dress "Copie" and finally to Belle "Jugero." Finally she twirled her wand and said one last incantation, "Comencie."
This time even more scissors, rules, and needles flew about the room. Slowly the dress took shape as Belle was measured and fabric cut. The dark forest green silk glistened in the light coming from the candles about the room. Then out came of lavender colored silk. First it rolled and scrunched itself into the shape of a rose and was sewn to the left shoulder. Then it spun itself about the hem being stitched as it unfurled. An hour after they started the needles, scissors, and rules were done. A beautiful dress was made and a young girl was in a state of awe.
"I can't believe it, it is so beautiful." Belle spoke.
"Beautiful girls deserve beautiful dresses. Anything else would be a tragedy." The seamstress answered. "Now I believe you wanted a pair of shoes also, I'll just be a minute."
The witch returned shortly with a pair forest green flats. "Do these satisfy you?"
"Yes they are perfect, now how much do I owe you?"
"Ah, let's see." Then the witch began to mumble to herself "...shoes eight...trim three...main dress fifteen...services three..." Speaking up again she said "I believe that is twenty-six galleons."
"I think you miss counted. That adds up to twenty-nine." Belle chimed up.
"Ah yes it does, thank you. So twenty-six it is."
Belle handed over twenty-six galleons. Then the witch cast an invisibility charm on the dress and shoes so that only Belle could seem them.
"Now Miss, can I see your wand, I need to make it so you can end the invisibility spell."
Belle handed her the wand and the witch cast another spell over it.
"Now, all you need to do is cast 'finite incantato' on the dress so others can see it." The witch said as she handed the wand back to Belle. Then she turned to the dressing room raised her wand and spoke, "finite incantato". The door unlocked and flung open.
Neville walked out and started to ask about the dress, "Well where is it? Can I see it?"
"You'll have to wait until the dance." Belle answered. "And don't think about trying to sneak a peak, it's invisible."
"Speaking of invisible," Neville spoke, "you wouldn't happen to have an invisibility cloak would you?"
"You wouldn't happen to be an auror would you?" The witch answered. "No? I didn't think so, so no I don't have any invisibility cloaks. And I believe you're done here."
"Well we're off. Thank you very much." Belle said while dragging Neville out the door. "So how do we get back to Hogwarts?" Belle asked Neville.
"Well first we need to go to the Three Broomsticks." Neville replied with a crooked grin.