Harry Potter Hogwarts Uniform Novels & Stories

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 30th, 1992, 9:51 AM - Monday He then stored the mokeskin pouch in an inside pocket of his robes. Erik then did the same with the cup and the locket, storing them inside his mokeskin pouch and putting it inside an internal pocket inside his blazer. "So, Mr. Croaker, what do you want to do about the disembodied soul of Tom Riddle?"

The words that reached the last mouth were still not uttered. “What were you going to talk to me about just now? Say it!" Grainne asked. "Nothing, I just wanted to ask you Harry when you're going to start school, but didn't you already tell me?" Carwyn used a smile to cover her thoughts, now that's the situation. I really can't say it all. At dawn the next day, Grainne woke everyone up. She changed Harry a very lovely new clothes, this is the one she designed herself, there is only one set in the world, very precious.

"We can go after we celebrate their engagement." "Then will you wear a Slytherin uniform I brought for you for this trip?" I shift in my seat and peek over. "You brought a Harry Potter costume for this trip." "What? I brought my Gryffindor uniform. We are going to act a forbidden romance between the two houses." "Oh gross," Liam gagged next to him, making Lily giggle. "No one wants to hear that, bro." "Sometimes I feel like Mom had dropped him secretly without Dad and I noticing," Rex whispers, making me laugh.

After that, we went back to our room to take a shower and get ready. When I finished taking a shower, I took out my uniform, gosh, it's so simple but she's beautiful, because it's just Coak with a Color gold lining on the side of its sleeve and a Campo de Iris Academy logo on its heart, she By the way, the cloak that serves as our uniform has three colors, black, white, gold, when you wear black it means you are a man, when it is white it means you are a woman, and when you wear gold it means you are one of the royalties, as for the interior, they say we will take care of our interior, even if you don't have an interior you can hahaha...

"I saw the photos. What were they from?" "Her birthday party," Laila replied. "Everyone dressed up. She insisted. Said it wasn't a real party unless everyone committed fully." Jordan let out a quiet laugh and moved toward the counter, grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her like it was second nature. "What about Halloween this year?" "Hogwarts students," Laila said, pulling out her phone. "Group costume with her friends. They argued for weeks about houses." Jordan chuckled as she showed him the picture. "Gryffindor. Of course she is."

She waved over the nearest shop assistant who was arranging clothes on a rack. “How may I help you?” the girl asked when she came over. Ruby gestured at the clothes on display. “We can’t seem to find what we’re looking for.” “Perhaps I can help then. What exactly do you need?” “Clothes for a costume party,” Ruby explained, “We are going as Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.” The attendant smiled. “Oh, Harry Potter fans, I believe?” “You can say that again."

Quickly, I got out of bed and drew my curtains apart to let more light in before heading to the bathroom. After a refreshing morning shower, I got dressed in the school uniform that had been delivered the evening before. The uniform consisted of a crisp white blouse with a Peter Pan collar and short sleeves, paired with a pleated navy blue skirt that fell just above my knees. A thin, golden pin on the blouse bore the school's emblem – a stylised letter "A" intertwined with a laurel wreath. I slipped on my black knee-high socks and polished black shoes, feeling a sense of pride and finally feeling like I belonged in school as I dressed in the attire that would help me fit in more with the oth

DALA As if existing wasn’t hard enough, I had to go to school. Today. “Wow! You really are nailing this student look!” Arya commented as I stepped into her room in my uniform. It looked prettier than I thought. The white shirt fit me like a glove, with a pleated skirt and vest of the same dark green shade— the same colour as the pack’s logo. Though I loved it, it didn’t make sense for a college to have uniforms.

A corner desk had new parchment along with magic quills, and shelves were lined high with ancient, blank tomes to be inscribed. My closet creaked as it swung open, showing the uniforms in my size: the silver-buttoned, black-coated uniforms, blouses, and cloaks in plain black trim. When I touched one of the cloaks, the lining of it came to life in red and gold threads, and the picture of the broken crown was for one moment before it disappeared.

I gestured to the unkempt pillows and snack bags. "Oh is this why you're shouting? You can sort it out of course." he proceeded to walk pass me but I dragged him back. "I didn't ask you to leave. Where are you going?" I accessed his body from head down. He wasn't in his school uniform. And the Harry I know will never wake up early in the morning and go to school. Harry rolled his eyes and jerked his hand away. "Free me. Why are you even at home by this time."