To the wonderful Touz.

#87

Dolores Umbridge walked into the Great Hall with purple and pink tartan on, very bright and vivid. Some nearby Ravenclaw’s were sniggering. “Nice plaited skirt Dolores,” one of them said trying very hard to keep her laugh in.

“Thanks. Unfortunately you twits aren’t that intelligent to know it is a tartan kilt!” she spat in their faces. “Imbeciles.” She took her seat and looked back at the gossiping Ravenclaws. Dolores slowly removed her wand and cast a subtle spell at them all to change their skirts into green and silver tartan. “Nice plaited skirts,” she smiled and winked at them.