Harry Potter Hogwarts Uniform Novels & Stories

She said as her eyes went wide, looking me up and down. "Oh please." I said sarcastically waving her complement off, while she laughed and I joined her. I was still wandering why she didn't answer my last question, anyways on the brighter side I've got a scholarship to attend, one of best schools in town. "Ready?." She asked handing me my blue school bag, as I took one last quick glance at the mirror. The uniform was made up of a blue below the knee flare skirt... A cross between high fashion and teenage boy fantasy... A white button up shirt, and a blue tie and finally a black blazer, that had the school's badge on it... Haven High School A.K.A HHS.

Cora Early the next morning, a package arrives for me. It's the uniform of Baryard Academy for Boys. My nose wrinkles as I hold it out before me. Academy uniforms aren't supposed to be pretty, but this uniform has got to be the ugliest one I've ever seen. Everything is a dreary gray, as though the school doesn't want the sun to shine on the kids. I pack it away along with the wig, just as someone knocks on the door. I freeze, worried it's the staff or maybe a girl from my floor—not that girls ever knock on my door. Taking a deep breath, I move closer. "Who is it?"

" and sprinted before closing the door. 'What? In his house? I thought he was renting a unit at Sitara Tower?' I uttered inwardly. I hastily walked to the built-in closet on my right side and slid the black wall. I rummaged through the hung clothes with my hands, looking for something to wear. I took a deep gasp when I couldn't find any. I searched for some shirts in the drawer and picked up one of Harry's t-shirts, the black one with a skull print in front. If this was his house, then a hundred percent, these were his clothes.

She thanked Joseph sincerely, "Thank you, Dr. Garner." Joseph then left with Sheila, the latter still wishing to spend more time with Hannah. After Hannah finished recovering, her life at Cromer Academy began. The academy's uniform was a unique one. Their top was a white shirt with a coat paired with a knee-length skirt. They wore long socks and boots and even had chic windbreakers to keep them warm. However, because of Hannah's long legs, her skirt only reached her thighs. She twirled around lightly. "Isn't this … too childish?"

replied Porter resolving himself to make the trek to his first class, even with it being gym he still wanted to attempt to make a good impression, just in case it carried over to the other classes on his public record. Porter Fulton adjusted his glasses and moved toward the place where the blue-haired girl pointed out south of the bungalows he'd just left and toward the massive structure, he'd neglected to see beforehand. "Don't forget your uniform!" shouted the blue-haired girl before waving her hand and suddenly making a t-shirt and a pair of blue basketball shorts appear on his body in place of his kakis and long sleeves white button down out of thin air. "What the hell?" he asked with an

I walked down the hallway and turned around to go up the stairs suddenly. ~boogsh~ Someone bumped into me and in my shock, I lost my balance and we both fell to the floor. ••• August's POV I'm not with Gen today because they have an early gathering of knights. That's why I went to the academy alone. This is my first day of school and I almost swear. The uniform! The uniform is very feminine. Long sleeves fitted and round neckline. It's a body fit, but the skirt is free-falling as long as the heel and it's an old rose color. They also fixed my hair in a half pony with some hair left on both sides and put a gold bond on it. They even put coloring on my face which I feel is a makeup version of

Havermouth, Present Time As suspected, Harry’s shopping trip had been extensive, and they’d filled a suitcase, still carrying its tags, with clothing for themselves and their werewolf. For a moment, Meguitte let that thought warm through her, the sweetness of Harry having someone that they cared for so thoughtfully, and then she helped herself to the clothing that she thought would fit Connery and that he wouldn’t find too horrendous – settling mostly for black, because she was certain Connery wasn’t the plaid sort.

he clears a throat. I tilt my head up, only to my surprise; right in front of me is an elderly man. It's no average man with no average height, but a huge man. I mean, this man is more significant than a giant. He wore white and gold clothing, had long white wavy hair and a beard covering his whole chin, and had golden eyes, but he was different from Dominic. This man's eyes shine like the sun. It's like looking at Albus Dumbledore from Harry Potter.

“Yes, very fast.” He held his staff tighter and closed his eyes, stepping backward. He brought his powers together and focused them on a spot. It had been a while since he held his wand thoughtless of using it. He might be a little rusty but he could make it work for he was the great Wizard Jonathan! He closed his eyes tighter and in a flash, he was no more wearing a Hawaii shirt and shorts but the proper attires for a wizard. He had a long and big robe on making him look very thin. There was a long crooked yellow hat on his head. It had an inscription of a yellow eagle.

I couldn't help but smile as I moved ahead in line. Soon, I collected my uniform. The uniform was neatly folded and tied with a dark velvet ribbon. As I untied it and lifted the fabric, I felt a mix of awe and curiosity. The outer robe was a deep, earthy brown—plain yet dignified—signifying that we were new initiates, still unranked in the academy's hierarchy. The material was thick but soft, perfect for the colder weather in the highlands.