Romans & histoires Official Hogwarts Uniform

At Blackwool, they have the perfect uniforms: blue mid thigh length skirts with tucks,white long sleeve shirts,blue tie, white socks and a grey jacket with the schools logo on the left corner. A golden crown and small words underneath written in gold *Blackwool Royal*. The same goes for the male uniforms except theirs are jerseys instead of jackets. I stare at myself in the mirror and head out. Mom drops Killian off everyday because his school is just near her workplace, a publishing company, Devine and Supreme. Sam honks and I grab my backpack, kiss Killian on the forehead and mum on the cheek "Be safe honey,say hi to Sam for me!" "I will!" I shout back.

----- Warning: adult content in this chapter ----- Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 1:25 AM Joan came out of her memories as the group arrived at the fourth floor. Making her decision, Joan fastened her steps and made a move to hug Erik from behind. Knowing that the hug would not be comfortable because of all the armor that she was wearing, a white glow covered her body and Joan's armor disappeared in motes of light to be substituted by a white dress. Now free of all the armor, Joan managed to hug Erik and hide her face on his back. Erik just relaxed and 'tanked' the impact of Joan's body on his back. He knew that this knight-wife of his rarely made d

"Are you planning to go out dressed like that?" Marguerite asked Harry. The young wolf turned his head toward her as he pulled the long black hooded cloak of the Council over his shoulders. He wore simple black cotton pants, and his leather combat boots were weary over them. "Yes. Why? Is there something wrong with my outfit?"

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 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.

ELIAS'S POV I stood in front of the mirror that morning as I buttoned up my uniform and adjusted my dark silver tie. The Mortlach Academy uniforms were stylish and made to intimidate unlike those of ordinary wolves in other Academies. The first year students like me wore black coats and pants with silver embroidery tracing the crest of our packs over the heart. The second year student wore a deep gray coat with black pants with the same silver embroidery while the senior year wore pure white coats and pants with Gold embroidery instead to show their seniority and strength.

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.

Everyone wore immaculate designer uniforms in pristine whites and deep blacks, and they looked like royalty waiting for a grand ball to begin. I looked down at my own cargo pants, and I cringed when I saw the thick layer of dark mud and sticky rogue blood coating my clothes. My hands were scraped raw from the fight, and a nasty cut on my forearm was still slowly dripping crimson onto the polished white stones beneath me. "Are we the only ones who walked through a damn forest to get here?" I asked, and I stared at a boy wearing a spotless white suit and shiny dress shoes. "The elite families take private magical transports directly onto the campus grounds, so they don't have to deal with the

She said as her eyes went wide, looking me up and down. "Oh please." I said sarcastically waving her complement off, while she laughed and I joined her. I was still wandering why she didn't answer my last question, anyways on the brighter side I've got a scholarship to attend, one of best schools in town. "Ready?." She asked handing me my blue school bag, as I took one last quick glance at the mirror. The uniform was made up of a blue below the knee flare skirt... A cross between high fashion and teenage boy fantasy... A white button up shirt, and a blue tie and finally a black blazer, that had the school's badge on it... Haven High School A.K.A HHS.

The truth was simpler than that. I had fought too hard to claim that small space as my own. I wasn’t ready to give it up. The Headmaster nodded slowly. “A reasonable decision.” He reached into one of the desk drawers and pulled out a neatly folded bundle of clothing. “These are your uniforms.” He placed them on the desk. The material looked slightly different from the standard Rosewood uniforms. The back panels were clearly designed to open for wings. Another smaller bundle followed. “And these are your training clothes for both Physical Defense and Flight.”