Harry Potter Wardrobe Novels & Stories

Suddenly, wearing another man’s clothes felt strangely intimate. “There was really no need for that, Sly…” I muttered softly, unable to look directly into his eyes. “Oh, come on,” he said dismissively. “It’s nothing.” He opened the wardrobe and pulled out several shopping bags before placing them on the bed beside me. And immediately, my breath caught. Inside were neatly folded clothes in different colors and styles. A beautiful red dress. A soft pink one. Black-and-white long sleeves. Jeans. Warm socks. Gloves. Shoes. Slippers. Everything looked expensive, Carefully chosen. And somehow…my perfect size.

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.”

Harry didn’t immediately say a word, obviously thinking of what she said. His eyes roamed around her body and a dissatisfied look appeared on his face. “You have five minutes.” “Huh?” “Go change into something nice.” He specified. Her lips curled into a smile. “I’ll be right back.” Minutes later, she appeared back in the room dressed in a red floral gown and a black slide. As soon as Harry saw her, he hit his forehead in frustration. “This dress looks cheap, Zara. Thought you had a great fashion sense.”

I walked towards it and pushed it open revealing a wardrobe room. OMG!! They are fucking damn wealthy!! I saw that everything was divided into different cupboards. I walked towards one opening it revealing it to be stocked with new hair accessories. It had everything. Hair dyes, curling irons and all types of combs with brushes. I walked to another closet and opened it to see it full to the brim with different types of clothes. I checked it and noticed they were not my type at all in any way. These are the kind of clothes Harley usually wear.

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.