A few days have passed, and you were leaving tomorrow for the beach trip that the Malfoy family always goes on, and you were excited, but also kind of scared. You knew that you were safe while inside the Manor, but what if your father found you when you left? How do you put a protection spell on public property?
Somehow, Narcissa managed to get you a swimsuit, and it was beautiful. But there was one problem: it was a size too small.
You stepped into the one-piece, but as you pulled it up, you realized it wasn't going to fit. You continued to yank on it and stretch it, but it just didn't work.
Giving up, you ripped it off and threw on your bathrobe before sinking to the floor, crying.
Why am I so fat? I'm ugly. No wonder my dad hates me, I would hate me too! Oh, wait. I do.
A knock sounded on the door, startling you. "Hey, hun, are you okay? I heard some crying..." It was Narcissa. Perfect. You tried to come up with an excuse as to why you couldn't go on the beach trip.
You heard a soft 'Alohamora' before a click, and the door swung open.
"Oh, why are you crying? Do you not like the bathing suit?" Her voice was saturated with sympathy and confusion.
"N-no, it's fine, I just... um, my dad wants me to come home. And I'm disappointed that I'm gonna miss the trip." You made up the excuse on the spot.
"Well, he's welcome to come with us! Let me owl him, and-"
"No! I mean, no, he, um... can't. Work. He has work." You cut her off.
"Okay. Here, why don't you put on the swimsuit, and we can just go today instead, then you can go home in the morning."
Fresh tears fell without permission, and Mrs. Malfoy bent down next to you.
"Hey, what's wrong? This isn't the reaction I was looking for, hun. I thought you'd be excited!"
You sniffled for a bit, debating on whether to tell her the truth. The worst that could happen is she could insult you, but you've already been through that. You could take it.
"It's too small." You whispered, almost too quietly for her to hear, but she made it out.
"What is, the swimsuit?" You nodded, and she hugged you. "Oh, hun, that's easily fixable! All that needs to happen is-"
"I know." You interrupted. You knew she was going to say that you needed to eat less.
"Then why haven't you done it already, instead of wasting tears on it?" She didn't sound like she was saying the most hurtful words on the planet. But she was. Her tone didn't change that.
"I-I know, I should've. But I've been doing better, and I can stop completely, if you need me to. I was just hungry. And I know that's not an excu-"
"Wait, I'm sorry, what?" It was Narcissa's turn to interrupt you.
"I know I messed up, but I got hungry, and I couldn't help myself, and I swear, it was only a few bites! I just didn't want to-"
"When was the last time you ate?" You could hear her getting angry.
"T-three days ago? I know I broke my streak, and I was supposed to make it to two weeks, but I couldn't help it! Like I said, it was only a couple-"
"Three days!? Y/n." She was stern now, all of her gentleness from before gone.
"-bites, but I thought I was gonna pass out! I had to eat something, and even though I'm not a size zero like I'm supposed to be-"
"Y/n. I'm serious, be quiet." Tears were flowing from your eyes.
"-I'm getting there! I'm only a size four, so it's not too far away. I know I'm off track, and I was supposed to be much farther than I am right now, but-"
"Y/N!!"
You flinched and whispered "sorry" before staring at the ground.
"Look, you are beautiful. You don't need to lose weight. If anything, you need to gain it! I was going to say that I could use magic to fit the suit to your body. That way it's perfect for you. Here, stand up."
You stood up, still shaking a little.
"Go put on underwear and a bra, and come back. Are you okay with that?"
You hesitated, but nodded, and grabbed what you needed before going into the bathroom to change.
After coming back out, Narcissa waved her wand a bit, and the swimsuit molded itself onto you, changing its shape before pulling back off.
"Okay, hun. Now it should fit. Does your dad actually want you home?"
You shook your head, looking at the floor in shame.
"Then we'll leave at the scheduled time tomorrow. Why don't you put on that bathing suit, and see how pretty you are? You don't need to be losing any more weight. You're beautiful."
She pulled you into a hug, and you couldn't help but relax. She reminded you of your mom. You blinked back tears at the thought of her, and pulled away from Narcissa.
"Thank you, Mrs. Malfoy." You mumbled.
"It's Cissy, hun. And of course. You can always come to me. I'll leave you be." And she stepped out the door, leaving you with your thoughts and a swimsuit.
After a couple moments of nothingness, you sighed, and pulled on the swimsuit. You glanced in your bathroom mirror and smiled.
For the first time in years, you felt pretty.
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