Hogwarts Student Outfit Novels & Stories

This school would never fall again. Caps were discarded, and stiff gowns were replaced with the ceremonial robes we had made for ourselves. Some of them were pristine and new, woven by the Everley witches in deep blues and silvers, black, and ember reds. Others were ragged, charred, bloodstained, and proudly worn anyway. I spotted a freshman with a large tear mended across one shoulder and a girl from Lucien’s alchemy class who still had burn marks on the sleeve from when she’d pulled a friend from the library rubble.

I don’t know exactly how the magic of the academy worked, but I already regretted that I could not get a couple of such lockers for the house. But for practice it was necessary to put on a marching suit. It consisted of a simple cotton shirt, a leather jacket with studs, and dark trousers made of durable fabric. The set was complemented by comfortable soft boots and a warm cloak, decorated with a silver buckle in the form of a griffin wing. The Larnian and I quickly cleaned ourselves up, had a little fight over the queue for the bathroom, and, as usual, went down to breakfast. August and Eitin were already waiting for us at their usual places. Our squad leader smiled broadly and waved his ha

And very much alone. “Danika.” I look back at Henry, whose eyes are carefully studying me. I know what he sees. I did have time to look in the mirror this morning. My school outfit, which consists of a short black shirt, tights, strappy ballerinas, a black tight shirt and a black blazer with golden lines on it. It's sexy. It's meant to be sexy. My long brown hair is loose, falling around my face, some knots definitely still visible.

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?"

He stated as he swiftly left. I wanted to thank him for the meal… The bag contained, a black curly hair wig, a dress, ballet flats and a fake medicated-like glasses. Oh.. There is a school handbag too. The dress is a black, knee length gown. Am not really good at descriptions. So, just imagine a cute nerdy outfit. Done dressing up, I walked to the living room, Shawn’s voice hovering over the place and giving orders. I stop in my tracks when I see him.

Gemma looked around discreetly trying to find where these eyes were but once again, she was unable to. “Oh and one last thing” Serena said with a quick click of her fingers “All professors will be in golden/amber and white coloured clothing, such as robes or training ware. All Guardians and Vo-Suie’s will be in black, all first year training students will be in grey, second year in red, third year in blue, fourth year in dark green and anyone student you see in yellow and white mixed are those that are training in specialist subject such as healers, seers, medicine, magik and so forth. Some of them will have an element they work solely with and so will have that colour somewhere on their clo

She smirked, “Now suit yourself. We’ll immediately leave here. If you want to rest, then we’ll go to the Golden Palace.” He was hesitant as he stared at the satchel in his hand. His mind debated whether he should obey or run for his life. “You’re testing my patience. Do you want me to use magic for you to change clothes?” She threatened him again. “All right!” He hurriedly went inside the hut. He changed his clothes in silence. Even his mind resisted Winzi’s order. The clothes were horrible for his taste. It looked like he would attend a costume party. He wore brown pants paired with black leather boots, his shirt made of a white tunic, and a gold waistcoat adorned with small white diamonds.

It reminds me of the outfit that I saw Gretel wear in the movie Hansel and Gretel. Almost the entire outfit is made of leather. The vest is covered in straps and buckles that I can hold various objects in. There are knee high, leather boots to match. Instead of black leather though it is all a light brown leather that is much softer than I am used to feeling. The outfit screams bad ass but the color helps tone it down enough that it does not seem too intimidating either. Hopefully, this will help the pack to accept me today.

The trees that lined the courtyard were lush and green, and the leaves rustled gently in the wind. Miranda’s outfit was that of a typical witch from the Shadows Covens. Her black dress clung to her curves and was adorned with various gemstones that sparkled in the light. She had a cloak draped over her shoulders, and her long black hair cascaded down her back. Her eyes, which were a piercing green, were lined with kohl, and her lips were painted a deep red.

But I don’t see anything and no longer have the feeling. “Hedwig, I think I am losing it.” I look to the bed for him, only to realize I left him in the floor. “OMG I am so sorry!” I rush to pick him up hugging and giving me a kiss before putting him on the bed. “There you go. Now I am going to shower get snuggly and we will get some cereal and put on Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. And before you ask, we can’t skip any movies. Because if I when I get rejected again if I die, I will not go out without having seen them all at least once!” I say as I go through my drawers till, I find my Gryffindor rob onesies and head to the shower. Soon as I start to wash, I realize I forgot to put on