Beth entered the shop and the first thing she noticed was the sign.

"Purebloods will think this shop,
has nothing but the cream of the crop,
but if your blood is not pure,
you'll be banished from here for sure."

She frowned, assuming no-one would be able to tell she was muggle born. She was fifteen, and had never been mistreated about it so far. Then again, she'd only found out she was a witch two months ago...

She went over to a rack and loooked at the robes casually.