Disclaimer: No, I do not own Harry Potter or any of the original characters. Uh! This is like a stuck CD. Repeat repeat repeat.
The Plan
As I was led up the spiralling staircase by Vera, with Marley following behind us, I wondered where we were going. I remembered her promise to me and wondered if this had anything to do with that. She had simply grabbed me after my last class in the evening and dragged me up this random staircase, with no explanation. Finally we stopped, panting after the long climb. We were in front of a door of teak with a sign on it saying "Head Girl". I thought for a minute. Victoire was Head Girl. Why were we going to visit her? Even as I thought this, Vera reached out and knocked.
The door opened and my part-Veela cousin appeared. She had on a polka-dotted black and white T-shirt and jeans and looked very pretty with her radiant silvery-blonde hair falling messily all over her shoulders and her eyes lined with charcoal-grey eye-liner. I found myself wondering if Drake would have turned her down. I was sure he wouldn't. Not that Victoire went running after boys. It was more like they came to her. If she so much as glanced at them, they followed her around all day, hoping for a chance to say hello and if they were lucky, get to carry her books. That was heaven for them, to walk behind her like a pet dog, carrying her books. Then when she got to her destination, she just said,
"Thank you, bye-bye!" and left them behind staring longingly after her. I had often told her she was cruel but she always shrugged and said,
"Life isn't fair, Lily. Anyway, I don't want to be stuck with one guy. I've gotta play the field," every time I told her that. But I knew why she never went out with any guy properly. She was in loooooooooooooooove. With Ted Lupin. My dad's godson. They would probably get married when they got out of Hogwarts. Right now Victoire said,
"Hi Lily, Vera, Marley. What's up?"
"I don't know Vicky. Vera dragged me up-"
"Can we come in?" Vera asked interrupting me, strangely business-like
"Sure," said Vicky, stepping aside. We walked into her room. It was impeccably neat and beautifully decorated. Vicky sat down in an armchair by the fire and motioned us towards her purple four-poster which had sheets of lilac satin and curtains of lavender gauze. We all sat comfortably. Vera opened her mouth and quickly rushed out the story of what had happened yesterday. I tried not to listen but I couldn't help hearing and I found myself burning with humiliation and anger. Vicky came over and sat beside me and gave me a hug. Then she looked up at Vera, after hearing about the promise which had been made to me.
"So you want me to make Lily look so good that no boy will ever want to do that again to her." Vera looked at her, surprised. I finally realised what all this was about. I was staring thunderstruck at Vera, after having got over my initial surprise of Vicky having realised Vera's aim so quickly. But then, she was in Ravenclaw, so she was obviously clever. But what was Vera thinking?? I was barely listening to Vicky as she talked. I caught on when she was saying,
"…won't be hard. The Hogsmeade visit's tomorrow so come meet me after lunch in the Great Hall. We can go shopping." I was still staring at Vera and Vicky as if they were insane. Marley was laughing at the look on my face and Vera was standing up. It took the combined efforts of Vera and Marley to drag me away, as all the movement seemed to have gone out of my body, due to shock.
AN: I know. Typical makeover, right? Sorry, I just love this kind of stuff. Soon Lily's gonna be irresistible. She'll have a million pet dogs following her. Her turn to be cruel.