"Perfect,"
smiled Andy. Cissy and Madam Malkin nodded approvingly.
"What is
wrong with all of you?!" I exclaimed, "These are about five sizes
too big!" I flapped my arms in my new robes to demonstrate, and
lifted up the length of them which fell on the floor. It looked like
a train on a wedding dress.
"Oh, but Lena…" frowned Cissy.
"Those are the right size for your age," argued Andy.
"Well, I'm the wrong size for my age…" I muttered, under my breath. It's true, I'm tiny. My aunts tactfully try to pretend I'm not, but it doesn't change the facts. I am seriously, seriously small. I sighed. Going to Diagon Alley with my aunts was always a big drag. Me arguing with them, them ganging up on me, them arguing with each other, me telling them what I needed, them ignoring me. I wouldn't have gone if it hadn't been to get away from Draco.