Chapter Forty-Five
Incredibly Stupid
Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby
Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real
Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you
Why'd you turn away?
(Losing Grip - Avril Lavigne)February 14th, 1976"Am I incredibly stupid?" Mia asked as she stood in front of the full-length mirror
in the dorm room she shared with Lily, Alice, and Mary, looking over her outfit of choice.
She had yet to fully adjust to the Muggle attire of the 1970's, and it was rarely a
concern considering she wore her robes and uniform at school and at home all of her
clothing was made by Tilly. However, the older she got, the more she was forced into
shopping trips with her female friends, which always seemed to land them somewhere in
Muggle London. Over the summer, Lily had all but insisted that Mia purchase the tightest
pair of denim bell bottoms that possibly ever existed.
Mia paled at her reflection, shaking her head and laughing at the fact that she looked
almost identical to old photos of her Muggle mother. Her ensemble came complete with a
flowy blouse, and the only jewellery she ever wore: the charmed Galleon necklace James
had given her, the earrings from the younger Sirius, and the goblin-forged bracelet from
the older Sirius.
"Stupid for what?" Lily asked, grinning as she slipped herself into a dark blue
jumpsuit, her long red hair curled slightly and hanging over her shoulders. "You look
amazing, by the way."
"I look ridiculous. These are too tight. Why do trousers have to be this tight?"
"It's the Muggle fashion," Lily explained with a smile. She chuckled a little as she
helped Mia with her belt, ignoring the withering glare being sent her way. "You purebloods
are so much fun. Besides, I never see you complain about tight trousers when boys are
wearing them."
Mia blushed. "I have no idea what you're talking about."