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Dressed for the Occasion
Topic Started: Sep 20 2008, 02:41:55 PM (166 Views)
Dahlia Walker
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Fourth Year

Dahlia ran into Myrtle's Bathroom knowing she would be alone. She didn't have space to make her costume up in the tower, and anyway, Morgan would be up there and he could be a huge distraction. Carrying her duffle bag, Dahlia sat it down in front of her and she sat cross-legged in front of it.

Rustling through her bag, Dahlia found no other color but black inside of it. Black, hm, why not, it's my favorite colour. She took out some straps of leather and began to cut them into pieces. With her wand, she sewed a couple pieces together to make long strands of leather.

Rumaging through it still, she found large sheets of leather, excellent. She curled them around into narrow cylinder and cut out awkward shapes. She took her wand again and sewed them perfectly to the size of her fore arm. Leather cuffs is what she just created.

A corset, is the next piece she found to her costume, a leather corset. It had looked like a gladiator piece, even though it was very sophisticated and sexy. She had found it in a place where her father kept all of her mother's old possessions. The black had been broken off, so with the leather she accumulated, Dahlia intertwined left-over leather onto the back of the corset to hold it together.

The last piece Dahlia had found, had been her tu-tu. She used to dance, only because her mother danced. She stopped after a while once the initial shock of her mother's death had occured to her. Picking up the tu-tu, Dahlia's lip started to tremble and a tear fell onto it. This will only make my mother smile, is what she thought. She stood up and tried it on, and it fit, even there was a little leftover hanging down. She cut around the tu-tu to shorten it a bit and watched as the bottom fell. She took off the tu-tu and fell to her knees with the scissors in her hands. Out of the left-over tu-tu, she made a little delicate hat with it and ties to make sure it stayed over her blonde hair.

She layed the pieces out in the order she would put them on and stared for a moment. She was surprise, happy, everything all in the same amount of time. What made her most happy was her mother would be watching her tonight. She looked through her bag once more to get out some make-up when she her hands ran across something unfamiliar. She pulled a piece of what she had in her hand and looked at it, it had been a golden number "8". Dahlia's eyes watered when she realized these were the numbers her parents used to use to help her learn numbers.

Picking up her wand, Dahlia picked up each one of the numbers in her sack and sewed them onto the tu-tu. She didn't care if no one understood or if they thought she looked stupid, she know what the true meaning behind it all meant. Walking over to everything she had made, she stripped out of her clothes, and put on her costume, piece by piece.

Dahlia stood up, completely finished in her costume and looked in the mirror. Her eyes widened, her costume was just like her personality, it was very edgy and unique, and not to mention, she created it piece by piece all by herself. She looked in the mirror one last time and saw a smiling girl staring back at her. Dahlia left the bathroom to head up to the Ravenclaw Tower.



Well I used to be an angel,
I guess my wings got t o r n.
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