It was true, Penny's flat could have used a bit of a feminine touch. The trouble was, she had so many varying ideas about style that it was hard to focus on just one. She was already considering a new Egyptian theme for the spare bedroom in honor of Bastet; cool and contemporary was easier than blending her favorite styles together or picking one. At least she had freshly-cut wildflowers on the kitchen table!
Penelope pulled on the tiny red plaid skirt over her black, lacy knickers. She turned around and looked at her bum...which you could nearly see. The skirt was short and the knickers were a bit cheeky. Her mum would die if she saw this. She tied the white "shirt" up under her breasts. Penny was skeptical of calling anything that didn't cover her stomach a shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun, thigh-high white tights were pulled on with 3-inch heels over those. Once her Head Girl badge was pinned on her chest, the look was complete. If only Flitwick could see the use the badge was being put to now..
Pushing her tiny former professor out of mind, Penelope peeked out the door to make sure Charlie wasn't looking. Her heart rate doubled just seeing him. She truly hoped she didn't look as stupid as she felt. Taking a deep, but not particularly calming, breath, she waved her wand and the lights in her flat dimmed substantially as she walked up behind the couch. Penny bent down and put her wand across his throat, praying her voice wouldn't shake like her knees were already doing. "Detention again, Weasley?" she asked, her voice a growl in his ear.