Sherlock let out a sigh of relief, "Well that was a close call!" he chuckled rubbing his closed eyes.
"A CLOSE CALL!" I shouted, "We could have been expelled just then!"
Sherlock gave me his "But we didn't" face and I sighed feeling a headache coming on and closed my eyes.
Then suddenly John burst out in laughter and Irene joined him.
I opened my eyes and saw Sherlock smiling at them. I allowed myself to giggle; I suppose it was a little funny…
Then Sherlock clapped his hands together and we all turned to look at him, "Now! Irene you and Mary can safely go to Hogsmeade for your dresses." He raised an eyebrow.
"Great! Come on Mary!" Irene said bounding to the door throwing on her shoes.
"Um-Shouldn't we change our clothes first Irene?" I asked, not quite up to shopping this early in the morning.
"Come on Mary!" She yelled as she walked out the door.
I sighed, "I'm taking that as a no then."
Sherlock snorted, "That girl does not let anything derail her." He replied looking out the window.
"Be back before dark Mary." John said
"Ha, I'd like to be back by lunch but with Irene I'd be lucky to be back before Christmas!"
With that I threw on my shoes and, with Sherlock's directions, followed a road that took us to Hogsmeade village.
I watched Irene and Mary walk down the path until they were out of sight.
"So you were worried about her and this Jace character."
I whipped around to face him, "NO! Of course not! It was just a study date…Oh, well, maybe a little but just for her-her…safety! No other reason." I looked at my shoe and wiped off a huge dust bunny.
"Aha." Was Holmes reply.
"What about you?" I snapped, "You seem pretty taken by Irene!"
He strolled over and stood next to me at the window, pulled out his wand and with a flick the dirty glass was shiny and clear, "I like her and, unlike you, can admit it." He clapped his hand on my shoulder and stared to walk up stairs, "Come on Watson! We need to get busy fixing this place up."
Irene set the box that held her new red gown on the chair next to me, "Come on Mary! Your turn!"
Oh joy…I hate shopping…
I smiled and allowed Irene to pull me to my feet and into the room containing levitating ball gowns on velvet hangers.
I started looking through some of the ones closet to me while Irene was asking the saleswoman for several shades of blues and a pair of silver shoes.
"Irene I am quite capable of finding a dress for myself."
Irene just giggled and pulled me into a fitting room. She slammed the door behind her and instantly the small room lit up. The walls were a sunny yellow and I wished for summer again. It was colder now as fall was setting in.
"Here you go Mary! The perfect dress!" Came Irene's voice from outside the door. She lifted the dress over the top and I looked it over.
It was stunning. It was a deep blue color, strapless, with a corset top and a full bottom. The back of the corset had silver lace that matched the silver trimming of the dress.
"I think it's perfect for you Mary! Oh, here are your shoes." She scooted a pair of silver flats under the door.
It took me at least ten minutes to get the accursed thing on and slip on the shoes. I looked in the full body mirror and gasped.
The dress was perfect. I looked perfect.
The color went well with my fair skin and the silver complimented my hair.
Hey, maybe I don't hate shopping so much after all!
I opened the door and stepped out to get Irene's opinion.
"Beautiful! Mary it's perfect!" She hugged me, "Now, go change back into your clothes."
Once inside the little room again I removed the gown and hung it safely on the velvet hanger and handed it back over the door to Irene with the shoes and the money she would need to purchase them while I changed.
When I went out to the front of the store she held out a silver box with blue ribbon, my dress.
Well I had better find my camera; mom will want to see this!
We exited the shop and headed back toward the shack. It was almost eight o'clock and it was hard to see in the dark.
When we reached the secluded wooded road that lead up to the door I heard it. Crack, crack.
I stopped and shushed Irene. Crack, scrape.
There it was again…
I looked into the woods and screamed. There staring back at me was a pair of huge glowing eyes of, no doubt, a werewolf.
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