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Chapter 7 The robes

Ron and Harry waited at the bottom of the stairs leading to the great hall for their dates; they had hardly seen each other the last couple of days.

"Ron were did you get new robes?" Harry asked pleasantly surprised, the robes he had seen were for lack of a better word hideous and had assured himself these last days that he would do the impossible effort not to laugh when the time came and he saw his best friend in them; now these robes were decent, even though they didn't look entirely new, they resembled Harry's robes quite a bit for the exception of the color, navy blue, these went better with Ron's hair than the previous ones.

"Oh…Anna fixed them up for me" He could remember the whole scene and couldn't help to smile, Anna was standing in front of his four posted bed looking at his robes with an intense expression of the utter most concentration as if by staring at them long enough she could make them less ugly. She was muttering something under her breath which sounded a lot like "what am I going to do?"

"Can you fix them?" Asked Ron incredulously.

Anna looked up as if she was pulled out of a trance.

"Oh I will fix them, just don't know exactly how yet" There was a great deal of determination in her voice.

"Can't you transfigure them or something" He asked pleadingly.

"It's not that easy, you see, it's very difficult to transfigure clothes you have to pay close attention to details like size, texture, and symmetry, I could easily make it into a bath robe or a bedspread, not much science to that but to make dress robes that fit you well…I somewhat more complicated, there's a lot of parts and layers, and than there's the fabric...I have no idea what this is or what I can turn it into to make it look less matted, then there's the color…it's uneven to say the least and I think I'll just have to make them all black to cover it up…"

"Black's fine…" Ron said trying to sound casual after that mind boggling explanation.

"Hey wait…how are you gonna copy Mione's robes then?"

Anna looked up again "Well that's easier, a mimic charm on my white dress, white's better for mimicking charms"

"Can't we mimic Harry's robes then?" Asked Ron hopefully.

Anna looked up again "Please tell me you two are the same size…"

They weren't, Anna really had outdone herself she manage to copy the pattern on Harry's robes and performed engorging spells on the arms and the length, then she had to work on the fabric, she did flattening charm Ron remembered hearing her mother use on her hair that actually made the fabric look decent, and then the color, well the mimic charm managed to turn the robes a light shade of purple which was not a manly color according to Ron, Anna managed somehow to make it navy with a charm to turn thing blue.

"Really? Well tell that girl she'll make madam Malkins run for her money if she keeps that up" He smiled tensely. Harry was getting apparently more nervous every second that passed.

"What's wrong mate?" asked Ron who by himself was a wreck.

"Ron I can't dance! I'm bloody terrible at it and I have to start them off" Harry looked down right pale.

"Don't worry mate you'll be great just try to enjoy the music" Ron spoke this like someone else was talking; he would usually never say things like that he really must be tense.

Parvati came down shortly after and took her place along side Harry, Ron waited for Anna who came in two seconds later. She looked beautiful her hair was slightly curled and framed her face perfectly and her white dress was simple yet elegant, her eyes really looked amazing with her make up.

"You look great!" Ron said.

"So do you!" She smiled.

"Thanks, I had a bit of help" He winked, she reached him at the bottom of the stirs and took his arm, Ron caught the scent right away.

"You're wearing Mione's perfume!"

"Wow that was fast, yeah, I nicked some when her room was empty, that's why I'm so late, have to pay attention to details like that you know?" she smiled, "By the way Ron, did you remember to bring it?

"What...Oh yeah here!" he handed her a letter which she put in a pocket she had conjured up in her dress along side her wand.

"Oh by the way, Anna how are we going to carry all this out without Harry looking for us? He doesn't seem too eager to dance" He remembered when Harry waved at him by the Champions line giving him the thumbs up apparently for his date.

"Mmm I think I can fix that, lets just stand next to the dance floor" she looked around "By the way, where's Hermione? She left before I did back at the tower" they both looked back and saw something dart out of sight behind a column. Anna smiled broadly.

"There she is"

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