Yawning tiredly while listening to the WWN, Dani trotted around her rooms. She had been out the day before with Emma, at the flat they had lived in. But, alas. Minors were not allowed to own flats. She scoffed at this and shoved a large box out of her way, stepping into the heat of a hot shower.
You'll be in my heart. No matter what they say. She was singing softly while washing her hair, the muggle movie Emma loved when she was just a child, Tarzan came to her mind. From this day on, from now and forever more. she stopped abruptly, shrieked as the water turned cold and jumped out of the tub, pulling a towel around her as she did so.
Giggleing and shaking her head she wen't into her closet and pulled down a pair of faded jeans from her 6th year, a silvery tank-top and a pair of flip-flops. And, dancing about she dressed herself, drying her hair with her wand and hitching her pants up.
Wait. Hitching her pants UP? She yelped and pulled the jeans off, checking the tag. Sure enough, Size 7 was on the tag. "Bloody hell!" she cried, pulling out a skirt, putting it on and watching it slide down her legs in the mirror. "Noooo." she moaned, grabbing a belt and cinching the skirt around her waist along with the shirt. "What a dirty trick." she muttered, casting a dirty look about her room.
"Who charmed my clothes?" she asked out loud. "Who ever it was, they sure know how to make me look horrible."