Brenda tried to protest when Violet took the blouse from her hands, and, after picking out a skirt, ordered her to put it on. That was Violet all around, Brenda knew. They were so different; Brenda sometimes wondered what she saw in Brenda, why she bothered with the hufflepuff. She spent several minutes just staring at the clothes sitting on the edge of her bed. She glanced longingly at the dresser, wondering if Violet would stand for her to pick a different outfit. Then she giggled at herself for even entertaining the thought of Violet backing down about something, even something as silly as Brenda’s outfit at a party.
Sighing, Brenda changed into the clothes. When she was done, she looked into the mirror. Oh Merlin, she thought, I can’t wear this. She stood there, staring at herself. The shirt had a v-neck that dipped just a little bit too low for Brenda’s tastes, and the skirt was more than a bit shorter than she preferred. Honestly, her mother had bought these clothes, and Brenda just hadn’t had the heart to tell her that she would never wear them. She never told her mother about the troubles she encountered at Hogwarts. There wasn’t much point as she had to attend school, and there wasn’t anything her mother could do about it.
After a few minutes, she realized that Violet was probably getting impatient. She walked out of her dorm room, to where her friend was sitting on a couch. Her first instinct was to complain and try to wheedle her way out of the outfit, but she knew that it would get her nowhere. Violet was relatively likely to stun her and drag her to the party if she tried that. Brenda figured that if she had to go, it was preferable to walk there than be carried and enter unconscious. Merlin, that would be horrifying. She bit her lip, “Are you sure about this?”
Violet had barely registered that Brenda came into the room. She hoped that Brenda hadn't been standing there for a long time, witnessing Violet unsuccessfully trying to calm her nerves. She whipped her head around, letting her jaw fall open. "Brenda, wow!". She clapped her hands and jumped, not knowing if she was giddy out of excitement, her frayed nerves, or a combination of both. "You're going to be quite the heartbreaker tonight! Watch out Llyr!" She winked and ran towards the exit.
Noticing that Brenda was stalling, Violet pranced back to her. "Brenda, smile! There's no reason to be uncomfortable!" She moved in to give her friend a hug. "You're only young once, so you better make the most of it!"
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