Chapter 5: I'm Soooo Good at Helping People

Piper POV

I got stuck going with that dumbass Bradford oh – sorry "B – Rad." He better make Potter's life hell or I'm making sure he never has a date ever again. But I do have this awesomely cute outfit. It's like a bright blue V – neck spaghetti strap shirt with this cute leather skirt and like this chainy belt. OMG! It is soooo cute and I'm sure it'll make Potter feel bad about not going with me to the dance.

Oh, I have 6 hours to get ready; that leaves just enough time to get everything done.

I walked into my room and who do I find? Pansy wearing MY outfit!

"Where did you get that?"

"I bought it last week. Isn't it cute?"

"Take that off now! Give it here bitch!"

"Look you can wear yours too. We'll just have to tell everyone that you adore me and had to copy my outfit."

That sneaky little bitch.

imagine catfight

In the end the bitch left in tears cuz I broke her nail. Oh, Pu lezz. And if that whore liked my outfit, I need something sluttier.

Pansy POV

That bitch! I was sitting in our room getting ready for MY dance when she burst in and told me to take off my clothes. At first I was like "ha, I knew she was gay," but then she just kept going on about my outfit. As if! It was mine first.

Anyway, we got into this fight and she… she… she… she broke my nail and screwed up my outfit. I swear I'll get her back if it's the last thing I do.

So now, I'm in the bathroom. My hair is messed up, my make up's a mess and I have no outfit. I suppose I could magic an outfit, but that's too hard… hmmm… Hey! Malfoy's a fashion guru, I'll ask him.

Malfoy POV

I was checking out my body in the mirror in my dorm room when Pansy burst in, in tears.

"Ummm… Pansy? What…"

"Oh, Draco," she began dramatically, "it was terrible. Piper came into our room and started yelling at me about my clothes and… and… and we got in this huge fight. She tore my clothes…" and where was I when this was happening, "and she pulled my hair…" I wonder if mud was involved… "and she broke my nail!"

"Ummm… I'm sorry," I said imagining their fight.

"I need you to fix it."

"How?"

"You're a fashion god! You find me a new outfit!"

"Sure, I suppose. You get ready and I'll have your outfit in an hour."

"Oh, thank you Draco!" she said as she hugged – choked – me.

"Errrr…" Is it a problem that I can't breathe?

Rosalynn POV

Tonight's the night that I win Ron's heart. I know he loves me and tonight will prove it. I will prove that I AM his type! Ha!

Now, what to wear? What to wear…

And this is where we stop Rosalynn because I'm sure you don't want to hear her unhealthy obsession with Ron or what she plans to wear

Harry POV

"Ron! Stop pacing! Umm… why are you pacing?"

"I want to know if Hermione is going with that prat, Issac."

"Why are you so worried? You don't like her do you?"

"Noooo!" He's still lying.

"Oh, come on! I see the way you look at her. It's quite sickening really…" I was on a roll, it's about time he comes to his senses…"just admit it or I'll tell Hermione!" I got him.

"I don't like Hermione, so there is nothing to tell her." Damn.

Ron POV

I don't know what Harry's playing at. I don't like Hermione. He is so obsessed with this. Hmm… maybe he likes her. That would explain it.

Harry POV

He is still lying, but how to get it out of him…

Lavender POV

I've had this planned out days in advance – ever since they announced it. I am going to look sooooooo cute. OMG! I decided that puff mini is so like 5 minutes ago. Candice is keeping me up on all the US trends and gave me loads of magazines to read. (I think I'm getting the hang of this Californian lingo) So I think that I'll wear that metallically purple ruched V – neck tank dress from Candice's closet. Oh, and my black kitten heel shoes. Thank goodness for Teen Witch and Cosmo Witch!

I miss Seamus so much! I love his gorgeous face and that voice. The way he says, "Can I borrow a quill," is soooo enchanting. He says, "Can I…"He is such a gentleman. Whenever he passes me he smiles at me. That just makes my heart sink into my stomach. Ohhh, if Parvati makes one move on him, they will both die a very painful death. I'll make sure of that. First I'll…

We have to stop here because the details are far too gruesome to write out. If we did so we would have to raise the rating to 'R' or 'M' or whatever the highest rating is

Neville POV

Is she here? Please don't be here. Oh thank goodness, the common room is empty. She has been following me ALL day, asking me what I'm going to wear so we can coordinate our outfits. Rosalynn should have gone with Ron, why did he have to go stag? Oh gosh, I'm hyperventilating. I need a brown paper bag! The walls are closing in! I'm going to be fine. Rosalynn is gone. Breathe in, breathe out; take in nice deep breaths. Inhale, count to six. Hold for a second and then exhale. IT'S NOT WORKING! IT'S NOT WORKING!

"Hey Neville!" I hear Harry.

"Brown – paper – bag. Need – brown – paper – bag."

"Okay, I'll get you a bag." Bring it fast Harry. Finally here. Breathe in and watch the bag shrink. Breathe out and watch the bag grow. Why is Harry ranting about his life? He thinks he has it tough?

"Harry! I don't CARE about YOUR life. Do you have to go out with ROSALYNN KATHER? Do you have to deal with a stalker who gives you DEATH THREATS if you don't attend a DANCE with them? Well? I bet there isn't someone who follows you around telling you that her pink dress would go good with a PINK SHIRT! Is there? IS THERE? IS THERE! NO! No there isn't!"

"Neville, I've never seen this side of you before. And besides pink is a very manly color."

"MANLY? You think that just because you're Harry frickin' Potter, we should all listen to you! Well we don't want to! I'm leaving!" Why did I leave? Rosalynn's right there.

"Rosalynn, I umm… left something in the umm… Arithmancy classroom. I need to go get it."

"But you don't take Arithmancy… do you?"

"Maybe I should… She's coming after me… oh wait, she ran into Goyle. Thank God!

Crabbe POV

I'm going on a date!

Goyle POV

Crabbe's going on a date – with MY Milly. I'm going to win her back. She loves me, but doesn't know it yet.

Millicent POV

I'm going on a date with the oaf who looks like an ape. Well, it's better then that "B – Rad" shudder, the Atkins diet spokes girl (not a typo) or oaf #2… I'm so lucky rolls eyes

Issac POV

Well, the dance is in two hours. Hermione and I will have a splendid time. Oh, I look dashing in this color!

Hermione POV

"You look so good. You are soooo lucky to have me as a friend."

Lucky. Right. I'm dressed up for a school event when I could have just worn my school clothes. It's a waste of a solid 2 hours. I could have been reading! Lavender insisted on "making Hogwarts look like a fashionable school." And that is how I ended up looking like a Lavender clone.

Two Hours Ago

"Why aren't you ready for the dance? Oh, no. Do not tell me you are wearing that."

"Um… yes, I am wearing this." What's wrong with my school clothes? I'm not going to spend hours preparing for a dance. A casual dance nonetheless. I mean, the Yule Ball was bad enough for all the preparations. I'll admit it, I kind of like dressing up and looking pretty and being viewed as a girl and other stuff too, but this, this just isn't sensible.

"Ohhhhhh, no! You're not gonna. I won't let you leave until you look better."

"Lavender, I guess we're not going to the dance, barricading the door won't matter to me." I just sat down on my bed and proceeded in reading up on ancient runes. She snatched the book out of my hand and dangled it out the window over an unusually large puddle of water.

"Get changed or ancient runes goes bye – bye." She wouldn't drop it… would she?

"One… Two…" How dare she!

"Fine, fine, you win. I'll get into different clothing. Now give me back my book… Thank you."

"I'm gong to get Candice." Yes! I can finish my page…. NO! They're back. That was really fast. I guess the urge to dress somebody up is really overpowering.

"Now Hermione," Candice said, "Pick out three different outfits that you would choose to wear to the dance. We'll start with that."

There isn't really much to choose from. I only have so much room in my trunk for books and school things. There is not a lot of space left over for other clothes. Muggle clothes are not at the top of my list of things I need for school. Here are my choices: my school robes, jeans and a maroon shirt, and a skirt and sweater.

"Here are my choices. My third is what I'm wearing now: my school robes."

"They are very, um… simple?" Candice said gently.

Lavender agreed, "Simple indeed. I think we can do with the black skirt. The rest will have to go."

"Yes. Wait here. I have this top." Candice left. I don't know what's in store. I've seen what Candice ones. Here she is, with a burgundy flutter sleeve top. Not bad, I guess.

"Perfect!" Candice exclaimed, "I heard this was your school color. Now we must find the shoes that will pull everything together."

"Our school color is scarlet, but it's close. I couldn't wear it though, it's yours and I don't think it's my style."

Lavender broke in, "Hermione, you haven't had much close interaction with girls. We share stuff all the time. Just try it on."

"Fine."

"OMG! It looks soooo pretty on you!"

"I'm not wearing this. I feel so uncomfortable. It's so unlike me. I'll just wear a sweater."

"No," Lavender ordered as she slapped my hand away from my choice, "You look nice and you will wear it and like it! We will make Hogwarts look like a fashionable school. Go put on some shoes."

I came out with black sneakers.

Candice immediately jumped, "No sneakers! Nice shoes! What about those gold heels at the edge of your trunk. Wear those," I stared at her. "Or we kill your book."

"Fine," They need to stop blackmailing me. My mother made me pack those shoes for when "an unexpected occasion" pops up. Curse Lavender/Candice. And those shoes! And their fashion sense!

Lavender POV

I'm soooo good at helping people.