Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God Dress robes
Amy stood in her room, staring at her Hogwarts list, her mouth gaping as she read the list. She got all the other books...sort of. As in there were too many, but she could live with that. What she couldn’t live with was the note at the bottom of the letter. “Dress Robs are required”. OH GOD. The robes had never ever ever been required. She hated her dress robes. She didn’t have any , none of them had suited her. "MUM!"
"WHAT?"
"I need dress robes" she whined "How much?" Her mother asked, bursting through the door |