Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Uniforms

It's on a Saturday morning, Harry had gone to the gym for his weekend exercise with Martin's his friend. They always do this whenever they are together. Harry wears a short and free fitted T-shirt , With his musculine muscles all visible. One could tell he is athletic. He has his black durag on his head and his black and white coloured , canvas, Martins on the hand ,is on his joggers , he isn't as masculine as Harry is ,but has a nice figure,with his enticing dimples.

Harry had made him wear a black crop top that exposed his flat tummy and high waisted black jeans that accentuated the curve of his waist and hips. His face was bare save for the pink lip gloss and the thin eyeliner which Harry insisted will make his pretty features pop out. While he looked good, this didn't feel like him at all. The omega preferred his comfortable hoodies and sweats. Standing amidst the people in this club, he felt exposed. Harry nudged his shoulder. "You should loosen up and dance!" Simon frowned at him. "But we're here for—" "I know," Harry said, touching his shoulder. "Dance and you'll find whatever you're looking for."

He asked looking at Alice who nodded. " First you must know the uniform code. This orange emerald green is for you." he gave me a shirt with green borders and a green skirt which comes above my knees. He gave a shirt with red borders and a fitting pant for both of the brothers. " Green for witches, red for Vamp, blue for a werewolf, black for every other species cause the queen prefers this type of code. There will be many parties in the Academy so you can choose some gowns, other dresses, and finally a photo for your ID." We all explored the whole shop to select whatever dress I like. I bought some blue gown which I admired before. There's only one floor but a variety of dresses. There's no

I nod and step out of the room. After a half an hour, I glance at Harry, who's on the couch and I furrow my brows when he's in casual clothes. He smiles at me. "Wear casual clothes for now so you'll be comfortable then just change into formal clothes." He instructs. I nod and stroll inside the room to change my clothes. Then, I wear a nude rose-pink coat with a white shirt inside and match my nude rose-pink shorts and a cup. I grab my black boots and put on some light makeup.

Goodness, I forgot to wear something that would at least warm me. I glanced around and saw from my peripheral view Harry in a rush. He was wearing a simple burgundy sweatshirt and rugged jeans. This morning, he was in his black suit. Now, he was in casual attire. Gotta admit he looked better that way. His brown hair was sexy-pushed back, and on that fine-looking young face, a shimmering smile uniformed with pearly white teeth. I waved at him, and he waved back. I was surprised when he stopped at the Florist Store and bought a single red rose from the lady.

"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.

I felt like a child, yet a very odd encounter occurred, “I believe that is unnecessary. We can head there with the young Queen ourselves,” said Jaxx, “we wouldn’t want a war to occur for a miss understanding,” Jaxton followed. I wanted to step in, yet a much-unexpected lady spoke for me. “We are on our way to such a reunion!” Looking behind me, there was a set of three Harry girls in green teal dresses, each in a different shape: flowers in one, swirls in the middle, and birds in the last one.

And also a large basket near the far wall stacked with the team's freshly laundered match uniforms. I crossed the room in ten steps. "Let's see how you like this." I thought to myself, shaking the first can. I went in on those uniforms without holding back. Yellow across the shoulders. Red down the front. Purple and blue cutting across in every direction like something that belonged in an art gallery and absolutely nowhere near a football field. By the time I stepped back to look at what I had done, it was a full ‘colour riot.' It was bright, chaotic and completely unwearable for anything that was supposed to be taken seriously.

He wiped his hands on his pants, adjusted his glasses, and walked closer to her desk, looking at the floor. "Look at me, Harry," she smiled again, now more confidently, as if his nervousness was rekindling her dominant side. "You look different." She observed, realizing that he wasn't wearing one of his characteristic wool vests but just a white shirt and gray dress pants. "Is that b-bad?" He asked. When he was getting dressed, he remembered that she had told him he didn't look good in the vest, so he didn't wear one. He wanted her to find him attractive, after all! However, now he was unsure about his choice, as the vest was one of the elements that made him the shy, awkward, and nerdy guy

I almost jumped to my place when I heard someone behind me. I turned back and saw a tall and handsome guy with gray hair standing with his arms crossed in confusion. Just like the other male students, he is wearing a black cloak, gray overcoat with black linings, black pants, and black combat knee-high boots. Underneath his coat was a white button-down shirt, knitted black vest, and a black-red alternate striped necktie—which is a different color compared to others who wore the colors of indigo, green, orange, and yellow. I wonder what the meaning of those colors is. “Hey, are you alright? I was just kidding! I don’t mean to offend you in any way.” He apologized, which made me back to my sen