Disclaimer: I am in no way J.K Rowling. I did not create Harry Potter, or any other characters associated with the book.
Chapter 6
I sat on the bed, looking at the mirror on the wall. And at the other girls beds. I was worried. I did not want to go out for supper. Did they not know what they were putting me through, doing this? But I decided that I would just have to be the perfect daughter they expected me to be. I stood up, and walked to my dresser. I was unsure of what to wear. Was it a special occasion? Or just an ordinary day? I threw top after top onto my bed, searching for the perfect outfit.
I found a pink spaghetti strap shirt, and my favorite jeans, I put them on. But as soon as I had put them on, they started to fall off my body. I went to my dresser, found a belt that I had not used in years, and tied it around my hips. The jeans were still lose but they no longer fell down, so that was ok. The problem was my shirt. It fell all the way down, just exposing my chest. I wanted to look suitable for the dinner. I rummaged through my dresser until I found a shirt I didn't recognize. I picked it up, and realized that it was the shirt I had bought 3 years ago with Ava. We had gone to a muggle mall during the summer, and I had fallen in love with it. It was a pink t-shirt, with sparkly pictures of monkeys, and it had ribbon coming out either side of the arms.
I was about to throw that into the pile as well. It hadn't fit me in three years. It wasn't going to fit me now either. But it seemed to make me wonder if there was a possiblity that it could. I decided I would try. I tried it on, and went to look in the mirror. It was a bit tight around my chest, but it was loose every where else. I decided that I would wear it because it did look fashionable.
I stood there, looking in the mirror. My face was as pale as ever. I grabbed my concealer and started smothering it onto my face. It made my face a bit darker, not much, but a bit. I put on my new blush. I had rushed out the day before to buy the latest thing. It was supposed to last longer. My cheeks became rosy, and fresh looking. I smiled. That's when I remembered my lips. I had only a little lipstick left. I hadn't been able to buy a new one, because the store was all out. I was waiting until tomorrow, to go out and buy more make-up. I opened the little amount of lipstick I had and placed it over my lips. It made them brighter, and I thought prettier. I smiled again and started placing my clothes back in the dresser.
I was just grabbing my earrings, a bracelet and a necklace when another girl I knew came in. She looked at me and then turned towards her bed. I thought she was going to leave soon, but she sat there watching me. I hated her staring at me.
"Is there a problem?" I asked her, placing the bracelet over my wrist. It was to big though, because it fell right off as soon as I let my arm slide down.
"Your mother and father are waiting in the common room. They said you had better hurry up," she said turning to reach a book of some sorts.
"Oh."I said slowly. "Thanks for letting me know." I walked out of the room and down the stairs into the common room. Into the expectant eyes of my mother and father.