Hufflepuff Quidditch Robes Novels & Stories

Having finished his dinner, he retired to his chambers for the night. On that same night, near midnight, Susan could be found sitting in a high back chair that could resemble the throne of a queen. The chair was in a secret room in the castle that had no apparent doors and four windows, one in each cardinal direction. The same room was circular and well decorated in four sections. It contained a big round table in its center and another three high back chairs around it, just like the one that Susan was occupying. Each chair had a Hogwarts House shield at the top of its back that matched the decoration of each section of the room. Red and gold for the Gryffindor's section, yellow and black fo

While James tackles the living room, I start decorating the staircase. Not entirely by choice—James flat-out refused. He claimed that he’d either fall over the railing or end up strangled by the lights. A bit dramatic. Or maybe I’ve just traumatized him over the years with my bad luck. It takes us nearly two hours to finish the rest of the house. Finally, it’s time for our favorite part: decorating the tree. When we picked out decorations, James had insisted on red and gold. “I’m a Gryffindor,” he’d declared. “So, these are the best colors.”

Entering his office she closed the door behind her and took a seat on the couch. "Well, then. Shall we begin?" Knocking on the door of an apartment complex Robin stood outside waiting for the owner to come and answer. Knocking once more she heard the clanging of pots behind the door. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" Came the muffled voice of a woman. The pitter-patter of feet making their way towards the door came from behind. Swinging the door open Layla stood there wearing sweatpants and a Hogwarts; Harry Potter, hoodie with her mouth agape. She looked at her smiling best friend in awe and shock. She was beyond surprised to see Robin wearing such a sultry dress and never imagined a day such as th

With thoughts of Draco's intentions on my mind, I head to my room to ready for bed. By the time the full conversation has replayed in my head I have made it to our hut. After I have bathed, I stand in my room in front of my wardrobe contemplating what I want to wear. I have but five choices and the decision seem so difficult today. The thought of wearing one of my five robes has me contemplating my wardrobe in a whole new way. Do I wear the red that makes my pale skin seem less pale? Or the brown that father says looks great with my eyes? I know I should not wear the white that is worn for special occasions. I decide to go with the green. Father says it was mothers favorite color and having

“Yes, very fast.” He held his staff tighter and closed his eyes, stepping backward. He brought his powers together and focused them on a spot. It had been a while since he held his wand thoughtless of using it. He might be a little rusty but he could make it work for he was the great Wizard Jonathan! He closed his eyes tighter and in a flash, he was no more wearing a Hawaii shirt and shorts but the proper attires for a wizard. He had a long and big robe on making him look very thin. There was a long crooked yellow hat on his head. It had an inscription of a yellow eagle.

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

"I saw the photos. What were they from?" "Her birthday party," Laila replied. "Everyone dressed up. She insisted. Said it wasn't a real party unless everyone committed fully." Jordan let out a quiet laugh and moved toward the counter, grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her like it was second nature. "What about Halloween this year?" "Hogwarts students," Laila said, pulling out her phone. "Group costume with her friends. They argued for weeks about houses." Jordan chuckled as she showed him the picture. "Gryffindor. Of course she is."

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pur

I couldn't help but smile as I moved ahead in line. Soon, I collected my uniform. The uniform was neatly folded and tied with a dark velvet ribbon. As I untied it and lifted the fabric, I felt a mix of awe and curiosity. The outer robe was a deep, earthy brown—plain yet dignified—signifying that we were new initiates, still unranked in the academy's hierarchy. The material was thick but soft, perfect for the colder weather in the highlands.

I nodded my head in agreement, "How will she help me with my training, Dad?" "Okay, let's see it this way," He took a deep breath and lifted his hand that was holding the bird in the pit of the palm above his head. "You have seen Harry Potter, right? And the Golden Snitch— that cute little ball, used in the game of quidditch, with thin feathery and pointed wings is not something I need to tell you about. The ball one of the two seekers of the competing team has to catch to call it a game."