The Corset Diet

It was a nice quiet evening in the Gryffindor common room by the fire place. James, Remus, and Sirius were sitting in their favorite winged back chairs in front of the fire, while Peter sat on the hearth rug. James was, as usual playing with a stolen snitch, while Sirius sat back in his chair with one leg hooked over the chair arm; brushing some of his raven black hair eloquently out of his face while delicately flirting with a pretty girl with auburn hair. As always Remus was absorbed in a dusty, paving stone sized book, only vaguely aware of his surrounding; once in a while he would look up giving the other two a suspicious look, and then returned to his reading.

Peter sat on the hearth looking into the fire with eyes glazed over not really thinking of anything. On occasion he would take a quick nervous glance around the room and then blushing would go back to staring doggedly at the fire as if his life depended on it. On one of his looks around the common room Peter glanced the kindling pile and noticed something shiny, he quickly looked back at the pile and saw that it was a discarded magazine. Quickly looking back at the others to make shore they weren’t looking he reached over and snatched the magazine out of the pile and shoved it in his lap and covered it with his robes. Again he looked back at them and with enormous relief saw that they had noticed nothing. He turned back to the fire and pretended that he was still staring at it while he read the magazine; it was already folded over to a page. Page 10 to be exact, this had to be a good omen he thought because according to the fortune cookie he had eaten at dinner, 10 was suppose to be his lucky number. The page read as follows:

The Corset Diet

Hey you, yeah you, are you tired of trying to fit in with others, are you tired of not getting a date or being stuck as the underdog. Well are you? Well why don’t you change that all in a few months time, yep that’s right only a few months. With the revolutionary Corset Diet the weight and fat will just melt away and you’ll be left with a sexier, slimmer, stronger, and leaner you. Your whole life is going to be changed for the better. All you have to do is wear a corset for three months, that’s right only three months. All you have to do is wear the corset as tight as you can get it and only taking it off when you go to bed, as you get slimmer you can set your corset tighter. This paired with yoga will give you the desired results you’ve always wanted. What are you waiting for? This revolutionary diet for girls will astound you.  Fill in the subscription below for your custom made corset and yoga book.     

Please measure your bust, waist, and hips and write down your size so that we may custom fit your corset to your body.

Corset designs                                      colors    

         Tutu                                                       pink, blue, purple, green

        Hotty                                     red, black, black and blue flames, red and black flames

      Looker                                 pink lace, red lace, black lace, blue lace, flames available 

     Leather                              black, tan, beige, brown, green, also available in biker style Hey good looking                    transparent pearl, red, blue, and green sateen

Size:   

Name:

Address:

            Peter thought for a moment. It would be nice to fit in better and also to surprise the guys with his slim new looks. To add as a big bonus he could be picking up girls and make Sirius envious of him for once.

            Later on that night when all were asleep he filled out a piece of parchment and mailed it with Sirius’s owl.

            ‘I swear,’ Peter thought, ‘I’ll never use that bloody owl again. It’s a pit-bull in feathers. Humm maybe I should ask Sirius if he did transfigure a dog into an owl, I mean that would be very likely of him. But I’ll ask him later when his owl’s back. Hopefully he won’t notice its missing. He doesn’t pay much attention to it anyways.’

            He shrugged his shoulders, then headed back to bed and fell into a deep sleep, carelessly leaving his magazine on his night stand.

            Next morning he woke up before the others, quietly got dressed and headed over to the window, looking up at the sky like some little kid at Christmas Eve looking for Santa. Finally after what seemed a week, he saw what he was looking for. An elegant black and brown owl flying toward the dorm window; he quickly opened the window and moved out of the way, letting the bird with its burden soar through the window and land with a soft thud on his bed.

            He softly shut the window, ran on tiptoe to the bed and quickly relived the owl of its burden. The owl shook like a dog and let out a soft noise that sounded akin to a growl and flew off to perch on Sirius’s headboard. Peter was too fixed on the package to notice, he quickly pulled his bed curtains closed and started quietly ripping the package open. An official looking envelope fell out from the top of the last layer of rapping; Peter hesitated, then picked it up with renewed vigor and started genially tearing it open a short letter and what appeared to be a picture where enclosed; he picked up the letter first and started reading, the letter read as follows:

            Congratulations, you have just begun to take the biggest turning point in your life, your now going from drab to fab! We hope you have an enjoyable experience from our dieting program. Your special order corset, the hey good looking green sateen is now in your ownership, and shall now help you on your way to your dream body. Along with your corset is enclosed a picture of your new yoga instructor, your instructor will work around your daily schedule so that you can get your work out every day without a problem. Your instructor is also has the authority to go into any picture at any time whether the occupant likes it or not and give you a workout at any other location with a picture in it. We hope you enjoy your diet, good luck and enjoy your new body!

            Peter put down the letter and picked up the picture. There was a picture of a very athletic woman on it, not too much older than he was; she was tall, blue eyed and had long wavy blond hair and looked very nice. At the bottom of the picture her name was written, Lisa Porter.

            Peter thought to himself, ‘well I guess this is my instructor, I never heard of having a picture of an instructor teach you before but I guess they can’t have people running everywhere to give yoga lessons for every person around the world. Maybe I should get used to talking to my instructor. Via picture of course.’

            “Hi Lisa, my names Peter Pettigrew nice to meet you,” he said haltingly.

The lady in the picture smiled at him and said, “Hi Peter, It’s great to meet you! I can’t wait to help you get the body you want. We’ll start your workout program this evening at 6:00 o’clock p.m., ok?”

            Peter thought about it a moment, “Ok, I think that will work… could you do me a favor?”

            “Sure sweetie, what is it?

            Peter hesitated then when on, “When I hang you on the wall by my bed, could you please tell anyone that asks you, that you’re a relative of mine, maybe my aunt or something, cause I don’t want the guys to know about my diet, I want it to be a surprise, could you do that for me please.” He blushed and looked at his feet.

            “Sure that’s no problem, I’ll be glad to do that for you sweetheart. By the way I’m also your food adviser, which means I make sure that you eat the right foods for now on, it’ll be rough at first but as your diet progresses you’ll be able to eat a larger variety of foods. Ok?”

            Peter nodded.

“Ok, that’s great. Well, first things first, when you head down to the great hall for breakfast, the only thing you’re allowed to eat is fruits, one egg for protein, boiled not fried, and one veggie. No bread, cereal or anything greasy, and don’t drink anything but water. When lunch time comes round just come and visit me and I’ll tell you then what you’re allowed to have for lunch. Ok. Don’t worry sweetie, once you get past the hard faze of changing your diet, you’ll really start enjoying yourself. Love ya sweetie got to run. Chat later at lunch.” She winked and walked out of her frame.

            “Thanks a lot, Lisa,” Peter said beaming. He was very excited about getting a start on his new diet.

            “You’re welcome sweetie,” her voice replied some distance away.

‘Ok’ he thought ‘time to see the corset I’ll be wearing for the next few months, oooh this is gonna be great’. He pulled back the last layer of rapping. A shimmering aqua colored liquid cloth was underneath, that had purls sewn on to it. He picked it up and looked at it, ‘this isn’t very masculine at all,’ he thought, ‘well maybe its suppose to give you confidence by looking pretty, you’ll feel pretty… or something like that, that’s one thing about diets I can’t stand, is the fact that they think they have to make your workout cloths pretty almost to the point of girly because they think it gives you more confidence wearing something pretty. Sigh, well I guess there’s worse… I mean those guys that do dance and yoga look almost gay. Oh well maybe it looks better on then off. Oooh I can’t wait to try it on.’  

            He struggled quickly out of his bedclothes, almost falling flat on his face once because he got his paints tangled around his legs in his hurry. He quickly pulled on the corset and tightened the back of it first, and then tightened the front a little. When he was done he peeked around his bed hangings to make sure all were still asleep. Then he tiptoed quickly to the full length mirror and looked at the results. First he stood look straight on at the mirror, and then he turned at different angles to examine it.

            ‘Hmmm,’ he thought, ‘on me it looks like an oversized cabbage head with pimples on it, although cabbages don’t get pimples.’ He looked at it a little longer, standing closer to the mirror, ‘the material is very pretty and the pearls really do look nice, but I don’t get why they put the frills on it especially on the top where it’s kinda shaped funny. I guess diets for guys involving yoga goes under the same category as guys that do ballet or other less masculine activities because when you do it, it just looks gay.’ He sighed and thought a moment longer, ‘perhaps I’m just being overly critical, maybe once I lose some weight it’ll look better on me… yeah that’s probably it.’

            He turned to face the dorm again and saw that the sun was almost all the way up now… which meant that any moment now the rest of the guys would be getting up! Peter panicked, he had to get dressed quickly or the guys would find out about his diet and all would be ruined! He hurried quietly back to his bed to his trunk and opened it quickly pulling on his shirt as fast as he could he then proceeded to his pants. As he was about to buckle the belt on them the curtain around one of the beds on the far end pulled back, as he looked up to see this he glanced the magazine he had left on his night stand. Panicking he quickly ran over to put it in one of the night stand drawers. In his hurry he was having trouble picking it up, when he finally had it in his hands he lost his grip again and dropped it, it fell and slid a few feet away. When he reached where the troublesome magazine landed the curtains around the bed next to his were being pulled back, Peter now in full panic kicked the magazine trying to hide it out of the way. But unfortunately for Peter, as things usually are for him, the magazine slid under the bed that was having its curtains pulled back. When the curtain was pulled back the rest of the way a very disheveled Sirius was seen yawning and stretching in a way that can only be described as aristocratic. Sirius swung his legs over the side of the bed and rubbed his eyes, then sat there blinking as if making sure that he was awake; once he was sure he was awake he looked around, then, seeing peter, he targeted him as his first victim for the morning; a malicious grin spread over his face as he looked at peter.

            “Hey! Wormtail your pants are open!” Sirius said loud enough for the whole dorm to hear. Peter looked down and blushed. He quickly did up his pants and sat on the edge of the bed looking at his feet. Sirius finished getting up and got dressed, not forgetting to harass at least half the dorm of sleepy boys in the process.

            “Really, Sirius, for once could you wake up like a normal person and not a vengeful pixie,” Remus retorted rubbing the rest of the sleep out of his eyes.

            Sirius turned to look at him with a mischievous light flashing in his blue grey eyes. “Come now Moony that wouldn’t be any fun! And don’t ever compare me to a pixie, I’m your average red blooded man, there ain’t anything funny about me. If you have to compare me to anything, compare me to an over excited puppy that isn’t house broke.”

            Remus gave him a warning glance and went back to tying his shoe; Sirius let out a bark like laugh at this and settled down to sit next to Remus, putting his arm around his friend and nuzzling his face against Remus’s, like two wolf cubs saying good morning to each other in their mother’s den. Remus, not being able to stay mad at his friend, let a smile play along his lips and nudged his friend in the ribs. Sirius tightened his arm around Remus and started giving him a nuggie, soon the springs on the bed let out another groan in protest as James, seeing the folly of the other two boys, jumped on the bed behind them and grabbed the two of them around the necks in a tight head lock.  They tumbled and frolicked around on the bed for a while until the senior prefect, Arthur Weasly threw a few pillows at them and told them to, ‘knock it off, or else.’ And of course the two most troublesome boys of the bunch looked at him innocently and asked him ‘what would he like knocked off’, making the prefect roll his eyes, turn around throwing his hands hopelessly in the air and walk out of the dorm.   

            As the two trouble makers got off the bed and sat down on the floor to put their shoes on, Remus stood and looked at the bed a slight crease forming at the corners of his mouth. James finished tying his shoe and stood up; he looked over at Remus and noticed that fretting look he had on his face whenever there was something wrong.

“What’s the matter Moony?” he asked nonchalantly.

The creases at the corner of Remus’s mouth deepened a slight bit more, “Just look at the mess you two have made out of my bed!” he replied irritably with a exasperated sigh. True enough the bed was a mess. The sheets where balled up, the comforter was crooked and falling on the floor and his pillows where several feet away.

“I don’t see the problem,” James said a sly smile starting to form at the corners of his mouth.

“Me ether,” Sirius joined in a playful look flitting across his face.

“What do you mean you don’t see a problem, just look!” Remus said.

James sighed, shook his head and put an arm around Remus, “Moony, Moony, Moony, how many times do we have to tell you there’s nothing to worry about when….” James and Sirius strike a pose with thumbs up, “THE WONDERFUL DINAMIC DOUO ARE AROUND!!”

“We’ll solve your problems!” said Sirius.

“From every day house cleaning!” said James.

“To helping with finances!” said Sirius.

“We do it all!” said James.

“So you don’t have do to anything!” said Sirius

James grabs Remus by the shoulders and steers him into a seat, “so just sit back and relax while we take care of your problem.”

James turned and winked and Sirius and Sirius winked back. Then, standing shoulder to shoulder, they turned to face the bed, wands poised. Soon sparks began to fly. Peter who had been sitting on his bed waiting for the others to finish getting ready, now walked over to join Remus; whatever these guys were doing it can’t be good, Peter thought.

As they watched the pillows go zooming back in place and fluffing themselves up, something strange started to occur; a pink stain slowly started seeping from the center of the bed stretching its long wispy tentacles to eat up more of the blue fabric, moving more rapid by the moment until the whole bed was engulfed in pink. Then like new spring blossoms, budding out for the first time, white lace, fringe, and ribbons began to grow in feminine patterns across the bed climbing up the for poster to engulf the curtains, changing them to silky white see through curtains fringed with lace. 

Oh, no but it didn’t stop there, peter noticed as he stared shell shocked at Remus, who sat staring at a grinning James and Sirius shaking with what could only be a dangerous rage building up in side of him.