Not on My Watch
"What is that?!" Ron's angry bellow caused many in the common room to jerk their heads towards him surprise. His face turned first pink, then a violent shade of red, then back down to pale white.
“What is that?” He asked again in an almost inaudible whisper.
“Oh this?” Ginny replied gaily, these are my dress robes, she said turning in a circle. Her dress robes consisted of two pieces, the top barely covering her midriff and the skirt, although floor length was a sheer gossamer type material that hid almost nothing. “Do you like it?”
“Change, now.” Ron said hardly containing his rage as his sister skipped away laughing
