[Round 1: Siblings] Behind The Scenes
Title: Behind The Scenes
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: slytherin!Ginny, Pansy, Daphne, Astoria
Rating: G
Word count: 730
Recipient: fluffyfrolicker
Summary: Slytherin girl bathroom. Ginny has a meltdown while getting ready.
"Come on, Gin. Chop chop!" Pansy taps her foot impatiently.
Sitting in front of an antique coiffeuse, Ginny is battling with her hair. "Damn it, this spell is a complete hoax. French twist my arse! Ugh, I'll kill Astoria for this." Huffing, she throws her wand against the shimmering mirror.
Leaning against the marble sink, Daphne sneers at the tangled nest on her friend's head. "So you're sure this has nothing to do with your incapacity to master any beauty spell, hm?" Ginny growls at her. "Oh, so elegant, Gin. Real smooth. A true lady." The evil grin on Daphne's face only compliments her dashing looks. A feminine suit and a red lip ; she is class personified.
With a loud groan, Ginny let's her head drop on the antique wood. Thump.
"Okay, enough, Daphne. And you! Stop pulling at your skin, no amount of youth potion will ever get those wrinkles out of your face. Sweet Salazar, do I need to teach you everything?" Pansy stalks over like a lionness. (If Ginny's lip trembles a little bit, it's only because the girls' bathroom is despicably drafty.)
Pansy drags a pointy finger to Ginny's twisted back and pokes hard. "Posture, young lady." Ginny sits up with a jolt. "Now, you listen to me closely, Ginevra Weasley. Take a good look in that mirror and suck it up. Look at that cropped leather top and tell me you wouldn't die of jealousy if it was any other girl wearing it. Look into this mirror very carefully. I dare you to tell me you aren't the hottest witch in town. Tonight is your night, Gin." Silence and a flushed smile.
Pansy's satisfied smirk is feral.
"Accio, wand." She catches it without blinking and waves it in front of Ginny's red face. "Let's get to work, cupcake. We have places to go." With a swift loop of the wrist, Ginny's hair detangles. Another and it's back up in a sleak ponytail. "There." Ginny jumps up to hug the life out of her tiny friend. "Get off me, you brute!"
"But Pans, I love you!!!"
"Ew. Don't."
"Not to interrupt or anything, but Gin still needs a makeup fix and we really need to run. So...stop being so clingy Pans and get out of my way already."
The purple lightning misses Daphne by an inch. Chuckling, Daphne cracks her knuckles and sets up a chair in front of a roaring Ginny. "Oy, missy. I don't care how funny this is to you, no tears allowed!" She pauses, asking for silence. Once Ginny's face has relaxed back to a peaceful setting, she fires a few quick spells. The gold sparks evaporate to reveal a smokey eye and nude lip. (Say what you want about Daphne, but she knows her makeup alright, Ginny thinks.)
The door bursts open and Astoria storms in, grabbing all the potion flasks she can possibly find. Spots Ginny, stops, whirls around, takes a dramatic pause and leers. Shameless. She lets out a lewd whistle and Ginny's wand is drawn in an instant.
"You. are. so. dead."
"Hey chill out, it's not my fault you look so bangeable, jeez."
"Don't roll your eyes at me when you gave me a fake spell, you traitor!!!"
At this, Astoria makes a run for the door, turning back one last time to laugh manically before slamming the door.
"Ru-de." Pansy shudders in disgust. "Seriously Gin, the fact that you call this freak your best friend is beyond me... No offense, Daphne."
"Nah, none taken. To this day I still don't know where my parents found her."
"Hey. I take offense! You two stop with the trash-talking right this second."
"Fine."
"Don't beat us, Romeo."
Ginny shakes her head and turns her head back to the mirror.
Brilliant.
"You guys are true geniuses. Come here, it's group hug time!" Loud noises of protest never stopped Ginny before and she keeps squishing until their tumultuous bundle of limbs crashes into the wall. "Thanks, girls. I really appreciate it."
"Yeah, yeah. Now go break some hearts."
"Enjoy the night, Gin. Because tomorrow, we're not letting you out of this bathroom until you've perfected the red lip."
The door snaps shut one last time.
"Pans-y!"
"Save it. No amount of whining will save you from this, Ginevra."
"..."
The hurried steps fade into the distance.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: slytherin!Ginny, Pansy, Daphne, Astoria
Rating: G
Word count: 730
Recipient: fluffyfrolicker
Summary: Slytherin girl bathroom. Ginny has a meltdown while getting ready.
"Come on, Gin. Chop chop!" Pansy taps her foot impatiently.
Sitting in front of an antique coiffeuse, Ginny is battling with her hair. "Damn it, this spell is a complete hoax. French twist my arse! Ugh, I'll kill Astoria for this." Huffing, she throws her wand against the shimmering mirror.
Leaning against the marble sink, Daphne sneers at the tangled nest on her friend's head. "So you're sure this has nothing to do with your incapacity to master any beauty spell, hm?" Ginny growls at her. "Oh, so elegant, Gin. Real smooth. A true lady." The evil grin on Daphne's face only compliments her dashing looks. A feminine suit and a red lip ; she is class personified.
With a loud groan, Ginny let's her head drop on the antique wood. Thump.
"Okay, enough, Daphne. And you! Stop pulling at your skin, no amount of youth potion will ever get those wrinkles out of your face. Sweet Salazar, do I need to teach you everything?" Pansy stalks over like a lionness. (If Ginny's lip trembles a little bit, it's only because the girls' bathroom is despicably drafty.)
Pansy drags a pointy finger to Ginny's twisted back and pokes hard. "Posture, young lady." Ginny sits up with a jolt. "Now, you listen to me closely, Ginevra Weasley. Take a good look in that mirror and suck it up. Look at that cropped leather top and tell me you wouldn't die of jealousy if it was any other girl wearing it. Look into this mirror very carefully. I dare you to tell me you aren't the hottest witch in town. Tonight is your night, Gin." Silence and a flushed smile.
Pansy's satisfied smirk is feral.
"Accio, wand." She catches it without blinking and waves it in front of Ginny's red face. "Let's get to work, cupcake. We have places to go." With a swift loop of the wrist, Ginny's hair detangles. Another and it's back up in a sleak ponytail. "There." Ginny jumps up to hug the life out of her tiny friend. "Get off me, you brute!"
"But Pans, I love you!!!"
"Ew. Don't."
"Not to interrupt or anything, but Gin still needs a makeup fix and we really need to run. So...stop being so clingy Pans and get out of my way already."
The purple lightning misses Daphne by an inch. Chuckling, Daphne cracks her knuckles and sets up a chair in front of a roaring Ginny. "Oy, missy. I don't care how funny this is to you, no tears allowed!" She pauses, asking for silence. Once Ginny's face has relaxed back to a peaceful setting, she fires a few quick spells. The gold sparks evaporate to reveal a smokey eye and nude lip. (Say what you want about Daphne, but she knows her makeup alright, Ginny thinks.)
The door bursts open and Astoria storms in, grabbing all the potion flasks she can possibly find. Spots Ginny, stops, whirls around, takes a dramatic pause and leers. Shameless. She lets out a lewd whistle and Ginny's wand is drawn in an instant.
"You. are. so. dead."
"Hey chill out, it's not my fault you look so bangeable, jeez."
"Don't roll your eyes at me when you gave me a fake spell, you traitor!!!"
At this, Astoria makes a run for the door, turning back one last time to laugh manically before slamming the door.
"Ru-de." Pansy shudders in disgust. "Seriously Gin, the fact that you call this freak your best friend is beyond me... No offense, Daphne."
"Nah, none taken. To this day I still don't know where my parents found her."
"Hey. I take offense! You two stop with the trash-talking right this second."
"Fine."
"Don't beat us, Romeo."
Ginny shakes her head and turns her head back to the mirror.
Brilliant.
"You guys are true geniuses. Come here, it's group hug time!" Loud noises of protest never stopped Ginny before and she keeps squishing until their tumultuous bundle of limbs crashes into the wall. "Thanks, girls. I really appreciate it."
"Yeah, yeah. Now go break some hearts."
"Enjoy the night, Gin. Because tomorrow, we're not letting you out of this bathroom until you've perfected the red lip."
The door snaps shut one last time.
"Pans-y!"
"Save it. No amount of whining will save you from this, Ginevra."
"..."
The hurried steps fade into the distance.