Hogwarts Uniform Novels & Stories

Even her hands were hiding inside a pair of black gloves. What's up with the black ensemble? She was gorgeous, but creepy. Like a witch from Harry Potter. Ugh! I had to blame Jessy for my stupid references. I wouldn't be surprised if I would start looking for more Harry Potter cast look-a-likes. Speaking of more character references, didn't know if I should laugh or slap myself to check if I wasn't dreaming when a guy with brown hair, a little messy, fair and was giving off a boy-next-door vibe, ran from the driveway towards the main entrance of the academy. He was laughing his ass off while carrying a bunch of--carrots?--and a girl wearing the academy's uniform chasing him while holding a

“Understood.” The phone went dead and I threw it on the bed. Fucking hell, these children. It was never easy with them. Looking at the closet, I walked in and grabbed the black zip-up garment bag. Laying it gently on the bed, I unzipped it and pushed it to the side. It revealed a light blue uniform. It looked a lot like the uniforms the guards at Buckingham Palace wore. Double breasted buttons, gold and black thread with shoulders that had braided rope on the sleeves. It also had all my medals and my position within the candidates.

Although, it was not what I wanted any longer after knowing what it was like to have two people that I cared about in my life. “Can you help me take the necklace off?” she asked, breaking me out of my thoughts. I swallowed hard when I took in her outfit. I slowly swept every inch of her delicious body. The tank top fit snuggling against her flat stomach but also snugly around her beautiful chest. Raina had to have altered it to fit that way, and I would thank her later. I motioned for her to turn around and groaned loudly with how the shorts fit her ass. “On second thought. That is actually the uniform for Witches. So, you can’t wear that since you aren’t one. The one for special guests is o

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...

I almost jumped to my place when I heard someone behind me. I turned back and saw a tall and handsome guy with gray hair standing with his arms crossed in confusion. Just like the other male students, he is wearing a black cloak, gray overcoat with black linings, black pants, and black combat knee-high boots. Underneath his coat was a white button-down shirt, knitted black vest, and a black-red alternate striped necktie—which is a different color compared to others who wore the colors of indigo, green, orange, and yellow. I wonder what the meaning of those colors is. “Hey, are you alright? I was just kidding! I don’t mean to offend you in any way.” He apologized, which made me back to my sen

Artisan high. "Don't question me just do as I say, here." She handed me a black bag. "What's this?" "Look inside." I did as so and brought out a uniform outfit. "That's your new school uniform, you'll resume on monday, I don't want to hear any question or any objection regarding this." She got up and left. I held the uniform in my hand, it was a red and black color. The skirt was a vertical striped whine and black colour, the shirt was white, the blazer was a whine colour, and so was the socks and baret, the sweater was a mixture of whine and black.

He walked slowly because he was so tired. He walked for some minutes before coming across a small secondary school located in the university. It was a school made for the children of the staff working in the university. It has a very short fence made up of red bricks surrounding it. At that time, the students are walking out of the schooling wearing a uniform of black and white. Black trousers and a white shirt for the boys; black skirts and a white shirt for the girls. For the Christian girls, they had a black beret on their heads, while for the Muslim girls is a white hijab.

A corner desk had new parchment along with magic quills, and shelves were lined high with ancient, blank tomes to be inscribed. My closet creaked as it swung open, showing the uniforms in my size: the silver-buttoned, black-coated uniforms, blouses, and cloaks in plain black trim. When I touched one of the cloaks, the lining of it came to life in red and gold threads, and the picture of the broken crown was for one moment before it disappeared.

For example, the Knight Division, I’ve decided for them to still maintained a little bit of their plates armor for a part of their Uniform. After all, Fantasma is a fantasy world and I wanted to stick with the theme, beside it looks rather good anyway. The most flashy uniform of all, I supposed is the Mage Division, not only they have a palette colour of blue and white, but they also have a short cape on their right shoulders and also naturally a standard issued military grade wand on their hips. These fulfill my imagination of how a modern military Wizard should looks like.

"Is this right?" I stepped out of the walk-in closet in my room and showed myself to Morris and Delaney, who were both sitting on my bed. Kozen Akademis's uniform consisted of an ornate, double-breasted, royal blue and crimson red coat, which was lined and embroidered with gold and had gold buttons as well. Around my neck, I had a forest green cravat cleanly fastened and adorned it with an emerald brooch that had the emblem of the academy on it. The phoenix and the dragon were on the upper half, and the lion and the wolf were on the lower half. From one lapel of the coat to the other, a couple of amethyst chains hung, securing the cravat from flattering.