Harry Potter Trousers Novels & Stories

"Hold on one second." I let go of his hand to examine the shirt, and it's the right size. Though knowing Harry, he'll probably outgrow it within a few months. The kid keeps shooting up like a weed, always needing new clothes faster than other kids his age. "This is perfect, isn't it? Now you can match with all your friends from school. We should get three just in case you love them a little too much, right? Or let’s get one in case you hate it? Harry, what do you⁠—"

"Forget it. I'm afraid that we'll have a dispute again. In fact, I can't figure it out. Ethan is a selfish person, and she should understand." "Don't think about it. Do you want to change your clothes? We'll have a New Year's Eve dinner later." Harry deliberately diverted her attention. "By the way, I bought you clothes, and you can try to wear them." She let go of Harry, put on slippers, opened the bag on the bed, and took out the suit. "I think it suits you very much, so I bought it." Harry's clothes were customized abroad. All year round, he didn't have to go to the shopping mall to buy clothes. There was his size, and he would send them over every season.

He stood by the door and waited for Harry to finish his business and notice him, holding open the door for the two pretty young girls who left clutching woven baskets and giggling behind their hands, before strolling through the crowded aisles to where Harry finished recording his sales into the ledger. “What are you doing here?” Thaelen laughed, shaking his head. Harry looked the part in a neat waistcoat and trouser set, a chain running from a brooch to a breast pocket revealing the presence of a pocket piece, and their long hair tied back at the nape of their neck with a piece of black felted ribbon. Harry looked up with a delighted smile. “Wasting time, of course, whilst waiting for you.”

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."

I shake my head to prevent myself from dwelling into sadness as I pack all the glass stuff in a duffel bag. Harry comes midway and helps me fold the rest of my clothes and put it in the suitcase while I keep the lingerie in the inside pocket so that harry doesn't see it. It will be awkward if he does see it right now even though I am sure he has probably seen lingerie before. After I am done packing the suitcases ,I ask harry to get me my stuff from the upper shelf. He nods and easily passes me my stuff although, the case would be different for me since I am not that tall.

Alice POV I was in shock when I saw Harry appear in front of me wearing ripped jeans. Adidas trainers and a white t-shirt. His t-shirt hugged his muscles showing of the perfection under the fabric. He put a baseball cap on and we walked out of the bedroom. We walked past the press unnoticed which made me happy. I don’t know how to react in front of them.

'This is where posh kids go? 'It's fuckin' Harry Potter,' Jade said, staring up at the buildings. 'Actual bloody Hogwarts.' Spotted Victoria's Range Rover straight away. She was standing with other mums. All dressed the same. Posh, fitted blouses, pearls, sheer black tights, expensive shoes. Alexander was with them. Tall for his age, same blonde hair as his mum. School blazer, proper oldie tie. 'That's him?' Mason asked. 'Yeah, recognise him from the football game.'

DPOV My royal dresser eased me into an ornate, pure-white jacket adorned with numerous, silver buttons that vertically ran down my torso. Black fur lined its collar and hems, while metallic patterns swirled in between. Black trousers covered my legs, tucked into equally dark, knee-length boots decorated with lighter swirls. My brown hair fell around my face, lightly brushing my shoulders, as a lavish headpiece stood a foot tall atop my skull.

'So how was it today?' Asked Dr Ray. we were standing in the lobby a bit far from Leo's room. It seemed like he was heading to the reception desk. He was wearing a simple light blue t-shirt and a pair of black trousers. His harry potter glasses were lying on his nose bridge and his smile while he gave to me made every woman present in the corridor to look at him. Of course, his smile with a faint dimple on his right cheek made him look too beautiful, and I did not doubt it. I smiled back to him and said,

His suits. Now he wore sweatpants. Or my silk robe. Or... nothing. And every second of it was heaven. --- This Morning I woke up with a hunger that had nothing to do with food. I stretched, feeling the ache between my thighs — the kind only he could relieve. And as if summoned by my need, Harry appeared from the closet holding a box. “What’s that?” I asked, still half asleep. He smirked. “A surprise. But only if you promise not to laugh.”