~The Day of the Halloween Ball~
"I'm going to kill myself." Cordelia shouts out looking down at the neatly packed black box on her bed.
"I'd rather you didn't!" Odessa shouts from the bathroom.
"No seriously Odessa you're gonna want to see this." Celeste says amused.
"This isn't funny guys" Cordelia moans as the girls try to stifle their laughs.
Odessa comes out the bathroom and heads over to the girls who are standing around Cordelia's bed.
"Oh. My. God." Odessa says in utter belief.
"Oh Delia you're right, Your parents are horrible" Odessa adds as the girls look into the opened box.
Neatly packed inside is a satin dark green dress, alongside matching green jewel decorated heels, green earrings, a green snake necklace and a satin green hair ribbon to top it off.
"I'm going to look like the Slytherin poster girl" Cordelia whines the girls still trying to not laugh.
"They're doing this on purpose." The girls look at her sadly they don't know much about her family life but they do know the Amulet's are pureblooded suprematists so they can pretty much guess.
"See look at this bloody letter." Cordelia says before reading it out:
"Dear Cordelia,
You have not yet responded to our letter, have you lost your manners?
Clearly you are quite capable if you can Owl for a dress twice?
We shall take your ignorance as an agreement to make decisions for you.
We've picked you a suitable outfit as taking part in socialistic events such as this is important for future potential matches (in Slytherin of course).
You will wear these clothes with pride and elegance.
Don't test us,
Mother & Father
P.S We have charmed all the items so you can't play one of your 'tricks' and change their colours."
"Potential matches in Slytherin, I think I would vomit" Maisie speaks first.
"Like you'd ever let a slimy Slytherin get near you" Odessa says lightening the mood as they all burst into laughter now including Cordelia.
Little did they know... Cordelia couldn't help but flush red slightly with a tinge of regret in her stomach.
"What am I going to tell Archie?"
-Later that day-
Cordelia sits on her bed, her silky smooth dress on with her hair curled and cascading elegantly down her back. She looks beautiful in the outfit but the look upon her face was one of pure sadness. She was alone in the dormitory and wasn't sure where the girls were, she hoped they'd return soon as there was no way she was facing going downstairs alone. She just knew the Slytherins would taunt her when she came waltzing into the hall in a dress head to toe in green. Poor Archie.. he wouldn't want to be seen with her from pure embarrassment,
Cordelia groans and lays back on her bed.
"Oi sit back up, you'll ruin your hair." Odessa's voice can be heard entering the room.
"I don't care." Cordelia mutters back sadly.
"Oh but you're going to loveee this." Maisie says excitedly.
"Love what?" Cordelia asks staying on her back.
"Oh just look at us Cordelia!!" Celeste says impatiently.
Cordelia sits up gently and turns to face them.
The three girls before her were done up beautifully but every item including Maisie's hair clips were green.
"Oh. My. God- what happened to your outfits!" Cordelia says as worry flows through her.
"We charmed them!" Maisie exclaims excitedly.
"If you have to face the ball in green then we shall to." Odessa says proudly.
"You guys- I can't believe it- you don't have to do that for me.." Cordelia could barely string her words together, her heart overwhelmed with love for her friends.
"Of course we did. That's what friends are for." Odessa says sweetly, wrapping an arm around Cordelia and squeezing her tight.
It soon turns into a group hug as Cordelia feels unable to stop smiling.
"Now a certain Archiebald is awaiting." Odessa breaks the hug happily.
"And don't worry we explained the situation and he's in on our plan." Odessa adds.
Cordelia sighs in relief.
"Don't forget about our dates! They're waiting too." Celeste chimes in as suggestive as ever.
The girls all laughed at her eagerness as they linked arms heading out of their dormitory.
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Ineffable - Regulus Black
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