Hermione Granger Uniform Novels & Stories

Under the shower, the girl thought again. What is wrong? What's different today? Will something bad happen? Will she ... die? If so, then she is looking forward to it. After getting her whole body wet, except for her hair because she's wearing a plastic hair covering, the girl comes out. She picked up her school uniforms that were hanging in the closet, wearing them one by one in order. First a long sleeve shirt with black and red stripes, combined with a black knee-length pleated skirt. Then, a tie with matching color with her skirt and a white socks along the calf.

Zaphrina had managed to embed her body into the piece of revolting black dress which was given to her by the butler--Neville--upon her arrival at the maiden's quarters. The uniform was an unpleasant baggy cotton material owning a white rounded lacy extension around the neck as the collar, It was of a despicable length; as it oddly fled a couple of meters below her knees and to crown the gruesome collection were the uneven pleats, thankfully hidden beneath a white apron worn over her waist.

The result was good, and just as Jasmine said, Dominique had a handsome face; now that it can be seen without all that extra hair, I´m sure it would be a candidate for some fashion magazine. Jasmine took care of the hair laying around as I was putting on the rest of my uniform. I gave myself a good look in the mirror when I finished. "Huh, not bad. Not bad at all" My uniform was of a regular student. King blue coat and pants of the same color with a grey shirt and v-shaped sweater, a red tie to complete the visuals. We were also allowed to use bows as the girls but I honestly didn´t like them at all. It certainly looks like the uniform of a prestigious college...

The new freshman are left in awe, and lots of them are wide-mouthed as they watched the arrivals. On first days like this, students are required to wear the University uniform . The girls changed inside the helicopters, and as their helicopters landed, they made their dignified appearances one by one. Zenni was first. The buttons in front of her shirt is open cos of her Small breàsts, but thanks to her dark blue suit, she looks sèxy as fûck. Fishnets under her pleated skirt. As she walked, her ass walked too. She's heavily endowed with butt.

Rael POV That afternoon was heavy with the scent of chalk dust and old paper. I stood in the corner of the corridor, dressed as a commoner for disguise. Through the narrow gap of the classroom door, my gaze locked onto a single figure. She stood before the blackboard, posture straight. Her soft brown hair fell neatly down her back, a small flower clip restraining a few unruly strands. The pink, lace-trimmed uniform draped gently over her beautiful body. Her eyes moved between the board and her classmates with a piercing intensity.

"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."

First day of school and I was already late. I don’t know how I did it, but a few minutes later, I was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting the academy uniform—a fitted black blazer with four wolves holding hands to indicate unity, an image I assumed had to be the Moondew crest, was stitched on the pocket, a white blouse, and a plain navy skirt. It wasn’t bad, but it felt…wrong. I was used to short skirts, but certainly not a jacket. This felt like a costume.

Red and gold banners hung in the top two towers with an emblem that I guessed was the schools. “Holy shit, I’m at Hogwarts,” Not realizing I said that out loud. “Only better,” she whispered in my ear, making me jump. “Come let me show you why it’s better. I looked at the grounds and school in awe. All of the students had black and white uniforms with a gold seal on the shirt. The girls wore checkered skirts with white blouses, and gray stockings. While the boys were in black slacks, a white button up and a red and black striped tie.

As she walked over, he suddenly watched her pass by in her school uniform. The teachers noticed his attitude and followed his gaze. After seeing Laura, they froze for a moment before nodding at her. Laura went back to her bedroom and was anxious to put on her school uniform. The uniform design of Yen Hoa Girls' High School combines Chinese and Western styles. Her coat is a white coat, and a western pleated skirt she wears a pair of low-heeled leather shoes. She also learned from the other girls in the school, tying her hair into two curls and braiding it to hang on the sides.

Hermione tuned them out, or tried to, until a woman’s voice called out her name. “Hermione!” The voice cut through the ambient chatter like a blade, stopping Hermione mid-step. She didn’t need to turn around to identify it. She’d know that shrill and performative tone anywhere. She closed her eyes briefly, composed her features, and turned around. Sarah Granger hurried toward her, red curly hair bouncing. Her purple sequined dress caught the chandelier light like a disco ball. In her hand dangled a white mask, one of the handheld ones, useless for concealing anything, favored by people who wanted people to know who exactly they were.