It was the night of the huge party. Petunia was full of excitement, this was the first ever inter-house party she'd be attending. Obviously she'd been to the parties in the common room after Gryffindor won a quidditch game. But this party was different. It was being held by D.C, the most popular person in Hogwarts and one of her best friends.
D.C was friends with people from every house and everyone from year one through seven. Even Professor Snape liked her, and Filch! Well, Mrs.Norris liked her and Filch was blind to her pranks through numerous donations of cat toys.
These parties she threw were notorious for being wild, and everybody who could find the party was invited. That was the catch, unless you were invited it was very hard to find. Every time its location was changed and everyone was very hush hush about it lest you alert the professors and their minions.
Now, this huge party was why Petunia had spent the last half hour trying to look perfect, which would have been easy if it weren't muggle themed.
"Are you proper?" Came Brandy's voice. Petunia looked down at her body, all that she had on was her bra and boxers.
Petunia pointed her wand at the door and wrote "If a bra and boxers is proper than yes" on Brandy's side, sitting down on her bed. It seemed that was enough for Brandy as she came in the room and joined Petunia on the bed.
"You really need to work on your penmanship when you can't see what your writing." Brandy said, resting her head on the wall behind her. Petunia just shrugged.
"You look really good." Petunia wrote, smiling. Brandy did look gorgeous and just like a muggle in (outfit above) with her hair in a top bun and nude make up. Brandy blushed, looking away.
"Thanks. Now we have to muggle-fy you!" She grinned, holding up a bag Petunia hadn't noticed before. Scared, Petunia gently took the bag from Brandy and peeked inside. There was a plain white t-shirt, red plaid skirt, black combat boots and a smaller bag of accessories.
Brandy helped Petunia out by plaiding her hair, showed her how to wear a choker necklace, painted her nails black and did her make up.
"Now whose the pretty one?" Grinned Brandy, taking in her work. Petunia couldn't peel her eyes off of Brandy's face, she couldn't believe she had found such a perfect girlfriend. Brandy seemed to notice and stared back at Petunia, her eyes tracing Petunia's features until they stopped on her lips.
Brandy leant in and gently pressed her lips against Petunia's. This wasn't their first kiss, but it felt more...special than the others. Her heart was pounding heavily as Petunia moved to deepen the kiss, but Brandy stopped her.
"I don't want to wreak all my hardwork on your lipstick with a kiss." She grinned, pecking Petunia's cheek instead.
