Our first case was Cho Chang. What were we to do with that girl? Of course, she was naturally gorgeous. But how she was dressing? Stained, snotty clothing? That was never in style. She may be a year older than us, but Miss Waterworks needs some help, no doubt.


"Parvati, what are we going to do?" I asked as we made our way across the Grounds.

"Well, for one, we remind her of a little thing called hygiene."

I wrinkled my nose. "Of course."

"Oh, Cho, dear!" Parvati called in a sing song voice. She linked arms with Cho. I did the same thing on the other side, so she was between us.

She looked back and forth between us nervously. "Yes?"

"Well, we noticed that you haven't been yourself recently. You normally are so pretty, but lately, you just haven't been putting in that much effort to take care of yourself." I can be tactful, see?

"Um, okay?"

We sat her down on a nearby bench.

"Dear, we want to be the ones to introduce you to a little thing called soap." I smiled at Parvati. Sometimes tact was better left to the people who had time for it.

"I know what soap is!" Cried Cho. . . literally, since she said it through the tears that were constantly running down her face as of late.

"Of course you do," I said gently.

Parvati but in, "But do you use it?"

I added, "It's not just that, either. You rarely defend yourself. When Snape says something mean about your work, or the Slytherin head bitch, Pansy, makes a comment on your clothes, you just take it. You used to fight back. You were polite to teachers, yeah. But you had an empire. You had Marietta, and all the other Ravenclaw girls. You need to reign your subjects, or they find a new royal family."

Cho's teary eyes filled with understanding.

"Now, come on," Parvati told her. "We're going to remind you of what it's like to fight back."

Case one had begun.


Maybe more girly and shallow than what I normally write, but I think it's funny, plus Lavender and Parvati are so fun to write!