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Gladrags Wizardwear has large windows showing off its quirky and novelty clothing. Anything from robes to shirts to socks and even underpants can be found inside on display. There's no need to wait until the next time you can make a trip to London or Paris or any of its branches stationed around the globe -- Hosgmeade's very own clothing store will have you looking your best in no time at all as soon as you walk through the door.
Once inside, you will find yourself overwhelmed by fabric of all shapes, sizes, and colours. Anyone that loves to shop for clothes will find themselves in heaven here. Mannequins showing off the newest merchandise will follow you around and place clothing in your hands, enticing you to take the clothing and try them on in the changing rooms in the back of the building. If you have any questions or need some altercations, the shopkeeper is there to help.
Text Cut: Inventory & Pricing
Apparel Plain Black Robes: 3 galleons House Themed Robes: 3 galleons, 5 sickles Dress Robes (assorted colours and materials): prices range from 5 galleons, up to 10 galleons Cloaks (Plain black): 2 galleons Cloaks (Black with Brass or Silver Fastenings): 3 galleons Sweaters: 2 galleons, 8 sickles Shirts/blouses: 1 galleon, 2 sickles Skirts/trousers: 2 galleons, 4 sickles Vests (grey): 1 galleon, 10 sickles
* Note: if there's any apparel not listed, but you think should be, don't hesitate to see Ms Longshadow at the main counter, as she will be more than happy to check the back stock or order it for you if it is unavailable in the store.
Custom orders are available and prices vary depending on the request. Alterations for anything are available as well, upon request and included as a one-time free of charge before leaving the shop. Repairs and tailoring is also available starting at 1 galleon, depending on the fabric.
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Clay had no idea what to get Scarlett for Christmas this year. He'd gotten her makeup for the past like, three Christmases in a row now. How much makeup did a girl need, really? Maybe he would just get her a nice sweater or something. He knew they were generic and stuff, but everyone could use sweaters. Especially in the Scottish countryside.
He wandered around, looking at all the items, hoping that something would just scream Scarlett at him as he browsed...
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Ah, another Hogsmeade weekend was here at last! Summer smiled to herself, knowing that her shop would soon be bustling with students, as she went about hanging a sign in the front window:
SALE - today only!
50% off all jackets
She had just finished her work when a boy (Clay) came in. "Hello there," she greeted him. "Is there anything I can help you find? We're having a sale on jackets today."
He would give his right arm for a fur coat right about now (did they sell those here?). It was freezing (he was freezing), but that wasn't surprising considering how absolutely rank scottish winters/falls/springs had turned out to be. It was the sign in the window that had carried Misha in despite the lack-luster looking clothes on display. Not that the stuff inside was any better. The styles were, pretty out there and not in the Golf Wang-Zumiez-NERD way, but that was whatever, he was here for warmth. Not style.
Fuudoydgfdyfu, he could barely feel his fingers. He grabbed two pairs of Dragon-Hide gloves and a Dragon-Hide jacket, piling the clothes up in his olive toned arms and clinging them to his chest like a lifeline. Not Earmuffs though, those were too weird looking even for this kind of weather. Beanies were a totally different thing and the American was hot on the hat trail. He swerved and sidled through the shop like a man on a mission (which he was), seeking out the hat rack with a single minded determination. Nothing would stop Misha Jonesy on his quest for warmth and comfort.
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He would give his right arm for a fur coat right about now (did they sell those here?). It was freezing (he was freezing), but that wasn't surprising considering how absolutely rank scottish winters/falls/springs had turned out to be. It was the sign in the window that had carried Misha in despite the lack-luster looking clothes on display. Not that the stuff inside was any better. The styles were, pretty out there and not in the Golf Wang-Zumiez-NERD way, but that was whatever, he was here for warmth. Not style.
Fuudoydgfdyfu, he could barely feel his fingers. He grabbed two pairs of Dragon-Hide gloves and a Dragon-Hide jacket, piling the clothes up in his olive toned arms and clinging them to his chest like a lifeline. Not Earmuffs though, those were too weird looking even for this kind of weather. Beanies were a totally different thing and the American was hot on the hat trail. He swerved and sidled through the shop like a man on a mission (which he was), seeking out the hat rack with a single minded determination. Nothing would stop Misha Jonesy on his quest for warmth and comfort.
HOGSMEADE!
Amaia was not sure WHAT all to expect. Yes, she certainly had heard stories from Diego about the wizarding villiage along with a few do's and don'ts (all of which she took with a grain of salt, much like most of the advice her brother had given her about Hogwarts seeing as SOME of his choices now left her questions his judgement skills) and the weather was quite pleasant. Enough that she had settled on a simple cerulean jumper and jeans underneath her long black coat and white scarf tied in a French knot around her neck. Her hair was done up in an unkempt bun atop her head - though her long brown hair seemed determined not to stay tied up and thus she had to constantly redo it every ten minutes or so - which was precisely what she doing as she stepped into the clothing shop.
.........and just in time to see a boy her ages scrambling about the shop wearing half of it on his arms. Blinking at him in curious confusion, Amaia quickly finished dealing with her hair and made her way over to him. "Did you loose all your clothing in one of the dorm raids?" she asked as she came to a stop by his side, her Castilian Spanish accent quite apparent as she stood up on her tip toes to look over his shoulder at what he was considering next.
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Another Hogsmeade weekend had come, and Summer was eagerly awaiting the arrival of today's customers. She was in the back going through some last-minute inventory when she heard voices.
She emerged from the back to see a boy (Misha) and girl (Amaia) in the shop and gave them each a warm smile. "Welcome to Gladrags!" she said. "Is there anything I can help you with today?"
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