Romans & histoires Hogwarts Dress Code

He gave both of them a smile. "Good morning, Susan, Joan." ""Good morning."" He greets them and they greet him back. Susan had chosen a dark blue robe for the day that was embroidered with Ravenclaw's shield on her hearth's height. Joan, in turn, was wearing her traditional armor, without the gauntlets while eating her breakfast. Erik then looked around the Great Hall. The tables were almost full of students eating their breakfast. "Dimpsy." *pop* "How can Dimpsy help Lord Ravenclaw?"

Like he knew that was all she could take that morning in the way of romance, he got up from the bed, careful to keep his back to her, and began sorting through his clothes flung carelessly around her room. "Alistor and I are supposed to go over some things before the meeting, so I have to go, but I'll be back to get you so we'll make an entrance together." "Wait!" She called out before he could walk out the door. "Is there a dress code I should be aware of? Like the colours of Blood Moon or something along those lines?" Orion tilted his head in thought, a puppy-like gesture that was just too cute on a ferocious warrior. "Allistor and I had special clothes tailored for the meeting, but if you

After a while Sam glances at his watch, "It's that the time? We better be off and you better get ready. Not long now," he says, getting up from the table with the others. "I have a few things to sort before the amendment. See you in the great hall in an hour." Once they are gone, I head back into the bedroom and stare at the outfit hanging on the wardrobe for me to wear today. I look at the black, long-sleeved, maxi dress with a silver foil vine print climbing up the dress from the hem of the skirt, it's beautiful, stunning even. Kay acquired it for me, knowing my size and style. She said there is strangely a dress code for these sorts of situations and picked this out especially, also no sh

she said. We took a different route from the one Rachel and I took last time. As we got closer, the bass of music hit my ears. “Must be crazy in there." I muttered. “Of course it is." She laughed. We got to the lounge, and hellll!!! Students dressed in black and white, the exact dress code, and Sara had done a great job on picking my white gown. We stood at a corner observing students our age already getting into the life, drinking, smoking, and rocking the hell out of each other.

CHAPTER 36 Long night ZIMA'S POV A letter and an invitation with a coded dress requirement had been delivered to all students, inviting us to the party hosted to celebrate the academy’s progress and to honor a student who had passed every reformity test placed against him. Everyone’s dress was plain red and mine was no different, the Nightowl Academy embroidery sitting neatly on the fabric. I had already worn the gown and now stood in front of the mirror beside my bed, staring at my reflection. There was nothing special about the dress. Nothing that truly stood out.

He wore Harry Potter's glass which made him stand out from his brothers. "Well, we are the little triple-triple triplet," the ginger-haired guy — Nicky grinned. "It's okay with the introduction," Jasmine clapped her hands dismissively. "Aye, mistress," they said in unison dramatically, offering their invisible hats. "Now, let's take you over and make him head over hills," Ricky screeched and dragged her to the chair. Dicky went behind the curtains to retrieve the wedding dress, "I think this white colour would be the best. It's as innocent as she's," he chirped, dancing around with the long dress.

T O M O R R O W I woke up early because it was 6 a.m. the royal families will come. I immediately took a shower and got dressed. I was wearing our school uniform and of course not losing the cloak. The cloak I'm wearing is green with the HU logo on the right chest, on the back is MONTREAL. its embroidery is still cursive and only moderate in size. At the bottom of it is written ALPHA. I just took my sword and tied it around my waist before going out and going to the grounds.

“First of all, I’m sorry for what happened in the hospital. I really didn’t know you were allergic to peaches.” My wolf was growling inside my head, and I internally calmed her down. She’s a friend—not an enemy! “Anyway, you’re going to the party, right?” She nodded. “It’s required for all servants to go, Lady.” “Yes,” I said happily. “Do you have anything to wear already?” “I’m just going to wear my uniform.” “That can’t be. Didn’t King Osiris say that everyone can dress up for the event?” Clara bit her lip. “I don’t have any good gowns, Lady Indy. King Osiris told us that we can wear our uniforms if we aren’t comfortable with gowns.”

To Mich’s own territory? “Besides,” he added, “you are not wearing the dress code.” Dress code? My eyes swept the courtyard. The wolves walking around wore black. Only black. A heavy, suffocating black. “Since when do I need to follow a dress code just to visit?” I muttered under my breath. Something was wrong. Deeply wrong. “Move aside. Let me in.” He remained where he was. “Do not push me to the wall,” I warned again, trying to enter, but he blocked me for the third time.

This would be my first time witnessing it and I hope it would be great. I could hear the girls giggling and whispering about what they would put on. A loud bang erupted sending the hall silent, silent as a graveyard. "As I was saying before some set of mosquitoes bite, you are all expected to put on English dresses. No putting on skimpy or revealing dresses especially the girls. Boys should avoid sagging or having improper haircuts. You should all behave like responsible students of Beatitude College," the Principal declared sternly and left the podium for the Vice-principal(Academics) to give other announcements.