Since she didn't have any more teachers to see, Missy spent most of the afternoon in the Library, which was conveniently located just down the hall from her quarters. She picked up the books from the History of Magic reading list that she didn't have in her small collection in her rooms, and headed back to her suite. She decided to start with the basics, and curled up on her couch with Hogwarts: a History for the rest of the afternoon.
When it came time for supper, she headed down to the Great Hall. Draco waved her over to sit with him at the Slytherin table, but she smiled and shook her head, also fighting the temptation to sit with Harry, Hermione and Ron. Instead she sat with the Ravenclaw fifth year prefects, who were quite happy to discuss her course of studies with her. She noted that her father seemed pleased that she was rotating where she sat for meals.
Missy bid them a polite goodbye once the meal was finished, and walked over to join the Gryffindors at their table for dessert. They were enjoying detailing previous adventures for Missy when Draco walked over to the table. He boldly straddled the bench, next to Missy, though the second years in the other side scooted farther down the table. Harry and Ron elected to glare daggers at him as aloofly as they could muster
"So what are you up to now, Artemis?" he asked smoothly.
"I've got plans with a friend, why?" Missy asked.
"Ditch em, come hang out with me," Draco suggested.
Missy scoffed. "No, I've made plans, and I'll keep them. Maybe if you'd found me earlier in the day, I'd have been able to pencil you in," she recommended.
"Oh, playing hard to get, are we?" he commented with his signature smirk.
"I don't just play it, darling, I am hard to get," she retorted, and turned to Hermione. "Shall we?" The two girls rose and stepped away from the table. "We'll probably be stopping by the common room later," Missy said to Harry and Ron. They nodded awkwardly, not sure how to deal with her apparent familiarity with Malfoy.
"We won't be stopping by yours," Hermione shot at Malfoy, who sneered and walked to join his house mates at their table.
The girls giggled over the minor confrontation as they walked up to Missy's room. "So what do you have planned?" Hermione asked as they entered the sitting room.
"Well, I was thinking, since I have all these beauty supplies and more clothes than I could ever think of wearing, we could have a little fun with a makeover," Missy explained.
Hermione looked discomfited. "Do you really think I need one? Am I so bad?" she asked quietly.
"No!" Missy burst out. "No, I don't think you need one, you're beautiful as you are. But Ron has seen you as you are for the last four years, and since he's a boy, he needs to be shocked into realizing that you are the sultry sexpot you are. Plus, makeovers are just fun. And nothing is permanent; you can go back to this as soon as we're done if you want."
Hermione's smile had returned, and she nodded. "Okay, lets do it!" she said confidently, though Missy's mischievous grin made her a little apprehensive.
They worked on her hair first. After washing it in the sink, Missy used some charmed scissors to taper the hair around her face, and to add some layers. She then worked a smoothing serum through Hermione's wild locks, and blew the hair dry while combing it with a large round brush. The effect was startling, Hermione's hair fell nearly straight, only curling in a little at the ends, and framed her face beautifully. They brushed her bangs across her forehead and Hermione charmed them to grow a couple of inches, so they hung down over her left eye artfully. Missy applied wizarding hair mascara that turned the touched strands blonde until you washed it out, but unlike its Muggle counterpart, it looked natural. Hermione was beaming. She knew she didn't have the time to do this kind of style every day, but she was amazed it had worked so well on her rebellious hair.
Next Missy applied Hermione's makeup with a practiced hand. Nothing too dramatic, just some blush, a pink wet-shine lip gloss and some shimmering gold eyeshadow to accentuate her eyes. To define Hermione's eyes even better, Missy used a brown liquid liner on upper and lower lids, making her brown eyes pop out of her face.
"What do you think?" Missy asked as she spun Hermione around to look in the mirror.
"I love it!" the other girl squealed. "I know you didn't put much makeup on me, but I look so different!"
"There's nothing there that wasn't there before, I just played certain parts up," Missy explained modestly. "Now, its time to play dress up."
Hermione gasped in shock to see Missy's enchanted closet. "This is amazing! I think there is every article of clothing ever designed in here!" she amazed.
"Well, it seems to change every time I walk in here, so I figure it's somehow spelled to fill with whatever I want. And at the moment, what I want is lots and lots of choices," Missy explained.
They walked further back into the depths of the seemingly endless rows of clothes, stopping every few feet when something caught their eye. They both played around with different looks, from floor length dresses to shorts and t-shirts.
"I think, for our goal tonight, we need to go a little…wild," Missy suggested. Hermione nodded in agreement, and they started looking seriously for specific outfits.
"I've got it!" Missy exclaimed, pulling a couple articles of clothing off the rack in front of her and holding them to Hermione's body. The other girl looked sceptical, asking, "Are you sure?"
"Totally sure. This will knock their socks off," she assured her friend. "So just pull this on, oh don't pull it up like that! You got the goods, show em off! And I have the perfect shoes to go with this…"
*~*~*~*~*
Most people did a double take when they saw the two girls walk into the Gryffindor common room, but they had to tap Harry and Ron on the shoulders in order to get their attention. But once they got their attention, they held it quite exclusively. A pair of brown eyes and one of green widened very quickly, and the jaws dropped in almost comical synchronization.
To say the girls looked stunning would be an understatement. Hermione wore a very, very short blue plaid mini-skirt, and a white top with the words 'Blondes tease; Brunettes please" emblazoned across the front. On her feet were a pair of knee high lace up combat boots, and combined with her new hair and make-up, if Ron didn't realize what a beautiful girl she was, he was beyond saving.
Missy's skirt was, if possible, even shorter than Hermione's in red instead of blue, and she wore similar boots. Her top, though, was a low cut black fishnet crop top through which you could see her red bra to match the skirt. Her entire abdomen was bare, and she drew attention to the area by dangling a silver belly chain through her bellybutton ring. She had gone full punk with her hairstyle, pulling it into a bun at the back of her head, leaving sections sticking up and out. Hermione had helped her charm her natural highlights red, to match the skirt and bra she wore. Bright red lips and black liner on her eyes finished the sexy look.
"So," Missy asked. "You guys wanna come on a walk with us?" Both boys nodded mutely and stood to follow the girls out of the room. All other eyes in the room were trained on their departure, and once the portrait door swung shut, the strange silence was broken by a sudden burst of chattering.
The four teens wandered aimlessly out onto the grounds, having basically broken into pairs early on. Ron stared at Hermione while she chattered nervously at him, but he was obviously entranced by her new look.
"So what do you think?" Missy asked, leaving the question open as to what she wanted Harry's thoughts on.
"I think Ron won't be able to speak for a week," he joked back, sneaking longing glances at her from the corner of his eye as he tried to look like he was watching the path ahead of him.
"Oh, he doesn't really need to talk that much anyway," Missy assured him. "Just enough to ask 'Please date kiss now'" she said, imitating Ron speaking roughly in monosyllabic ideas, rather than being able to form full sentences. Harry laughed at that.
"Well, who knows when I'll be able to form a complete thought again, you've completely knocked my socks off," he complimented.
"You seem to be forming sentences quite well at the moment," Missy pointed out, faking a pout.
"Okay, who knows when I'll be able to form a complete thought that doesn't involve you and sex," Harry blurted.
"Harry Potter, I barely know you!" Missy objected.
"No! Not that I think you'll have sex with me! I mean, I wish you would, but…Oh, that's not what I mean either. I meant no disrespect," he apologized quickly. "You just look incredibly beautiful and sexy and I am a fifteen year old boy, so its not like sex is far from my thoughts anyway…"
Missy decided to take pity on him, stopping his ramblings by saying, "You're just digging yourself in deeper, Potter."
Harry sighed. "I know. I'm sorry; I didn't mean what I said. Well, I didn't mean it the way it came out," Harry explained.
"Apology accepted," Missy told him.
"Thank you," he replied. They walked in silence for a bit, contemplating the couple in front of them.
"Do you think he's realized she's a girl yet?" Missy asked, trying to break the quiet.
"Oh, I think he's always known she's a girl," Harry said. "This just might push him into realizing that she knows he's a boy."
"Ah young lovers," Missy sighed dramatically, bringing the back of her hand to her forehead and artfully falling into Harry's arms in an imitation of old movies.
Harry unfortunately was not as artful in his attempt to catch her. He stumbled over his own two feet and brought both himself and Missy falling to the ground. Ron and Hermione didn't even notice them fall of hear the giggling that erupted from them.
"Well, note to self, don't faint on Potter again," Missy joked.
"Hey, faint all you want, just give me some warning. I'm used to catching things, but I' not always the most coordinated about it," he returned. He was kneeling on the ground, Missy having ended up with her head in his lap. She moved to sit up and braced herself on her elbows. This brought their faces closer together, and they both realized it at the same time. Their eyes locked onto each others, then on the other's lips. Harry licked his nervously and hoarsely said, "Please date kiss now?"
Missy smiled at his quoting of their earlier conversation, but shook her head gently. "Date, not yet. But kiss…" she whispered as she reached up one arm to pull his head to hers. Their lips met briefly before she pulled away, but he lowered his head to hers and they met again, and once more. They were both breathing hard by the time they pulled apart. Both got shy at the same time, and a scramble to stand up ensued.
"BettercatchuptoRonandHermione," Harry mumbled, and Missy nodded her agreement as they jogged to catch up to the other couple in front of the doors back into the castle.
From a window in a tower far above the children, Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore watched the interaction. "Ah, young lovers," McGonagall sighed.