Harry Potter Uniforms Novels & Stories

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

Lia said with a big, assuring smile. I decided to beleive her and followed her down to the large living room. The first person my eyes searched for was Harry and I found him easily, but he has not seen me arrive. Just as planned, he had worn a black longsleeve shirt and had a matching black jacket over his fitted shirt. There were gold chains around his neck that matched with mine and the few buttons of his shirt undone helped to display little skin of his chest. Harry looked so hot, sitted composedly on one of the couch, his focus on my dad as he listened intently to him but his gaze was still so cold, it could almost scare off a child.

"First day of classes! Aren't you excited?" "Thrilled," I muttered, dragging myself to the small bathroom attached to our room. The uniform waiting in our wardrobe was a surprise. I'd expected something traditional, conservative. Instead, it was modern and form-fitting—black pants, a crimson silk shirt, and a black blazer with the academy crest embroidered in silver thread. A wolf and a human, circling each other eternally. "We look amazing," Sophie gushed, admiring herself in the mirror. "Like we actually belong here."

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.

Hikaru recalled. " Yeah, and it was ruined by Goblin blood and that blue slimy blood from that huge monster." I nodded. " V4 was wearing armor, but when he transformed into a full beast form it changed with him like a Version uniform. How?" Hikaru asked. " Elder Version's uniform is armour like V4. Training and Version uniforms are like mine and Manor's. " " So Manor has a uniform like V4 and V4 has a uniform like yours?" " Yup."

Harper hissed, trying to pull away. Kael released his bite, smirking in satisfaction at the purplish-red mark now clearly imprinted on Harper’s pale skin. Kael then reached for a black box on the nightstand and tossed it into Harper’s arms. "Throw away that trash uniform. Wear what’s in there." Harper opened the box with trembling hands. Inside was a new, premium white chef's jacket, complete with gold-threaded embroidery of the initials H.E. But the problem was, the size was much smaller than a standard uniform.

A scowl makes its way over her face as she walks over to me with a small smile playing on her lips. "The Alpha wanted you to wear this." She lays the dress on my bed, and I grunt. I scooted over to the end of the bed, where I placed the dress—it's a transparent casing. I can tell that the color is black—Harry's new favorite color, that is. I've never seen him wear anything other than black since I started staying here. I wonder when he adopted that habit. It was probably around the same time he adopted the hobby of killing people for next to no reason.

And I see this knowing that I hated being forced to dress identical to my brothers. The boys are in navy long shirts, sweaters, and a patchwork turkey with H and R's initials on its belly with khaki pants. The girls were in long-sleeved navy ruffled dresses with similar patchwork turkeys, but they have bows on the turkey’s head and their initials S and A on their individual dresses.

Sienna looked back when she heard footsteps behind her. She then saw Harry who had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and slender legs. He was filled with dignity as the combat uniform made him somehow give off an invisible aura with the fiery sunset reflected behind him. This momentum made it seem as if he was coming from the dust of war. Sienna blinked, and a figure appeared in her mind in a trance.

But I was surprised to see how well the uniform fit me, even though it had looked big before I wore it. "It’s enchanted. It takes the size of the person who wears it for the first time after the spell." Lana said from behind me. "Witches are amazing." I said, checking my uniform in the mirror. Our cupboards had separate mirrors for each of us, which made getting ready much quicker. The uniform was nice and I really liked it. It was a navy-blue checked blazer with light brown piping, gold buttons, and the academy’s emblem on the chest. Beneath the blazer was a white shirt with a red collar. Red was the symbolic colour of our house. The outfit was paired with a pleated navy skirt, black knee-h