Mirror Existence

by Kentavritsa

Madam Malkin's Robes for ALL Occasions: 4

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“I guess we are a bit early in the season..” Daphne suggests; “because this should have been much busier than it is right now!” she concludes.

“Everyone buys their robes for Hogwarts in the last minute?” I inquire.

“Well, maybe not the last minute; but a week or two, before we have to be at the King's Cross Station!” Astoria supplies.

“I always prefer to be well prepared, getting out to get everything before the rush!” I put forth.

“Thus we are here, right now..” Astoria suggests; “rather than at the suggested time, a week or two before departure!” she concludes.

“I am also curious, about the new school!” I prompt; “And she is a bit of a bibliophile, or Book Horse as the joke goes!” I supply.

“A studious nature goes well with lofty goals and grand ambitions!” Daphne points out, with a hint of a proud giggle to her voice.

“I love my Books!” Twilight points out; “Books don't betray you or stab you in the back..” she proclaims; “but Books can hold your secrets, quietly; just as they hold the secrets to your success, in a comfortable format!” she then concludes.

“Back stabbing is something we have to learn to deal with in the Slytherin House!” Daphne concedes.

“Just that Father expects us to reside in Slytherin!” Astoria continues.

“From what I have read; Raven Claw is the best house, for students!” Twilight pushes forth.

“Not to say that any of the other houses are bad, or by any means inferior!” I point out; "They just cater to different personalities!” I continue.

“Different Families subscribe to different houses, based on traditional ambitions and personal beliefs!” Astoria puts forth.

“I hail from the Most Ancient house of Sparkles!” Twilight proclaims; “I can trace my lineage back to the Paradise Estate, in excess of 6000 years back!” Twilight announces, snickering.

“Whoa!!” Astoria exclaims; “We hail from the house of Greengrass!” Daphne offers; “We can trace our linage on the family tapestry back at our mansion!” she then continues.

“A family tapestry..” I echo; “how very convenient!” I conclude.

“It certainly is..”Astoria agrees; “and we are proud of our heritage!” Daphne proclaims.

“..and, we're here..” Astoria points out, as she is opening the door to Madam Malkins store.

The chimes goes off, notifying the shops proprietor of our arrival. We step right in, into the store

I am looking around, curious; just as the Witch steps up to us, looking at us as we are approaching.

“Welcome to my shop: “Madam Malkins Robes for All occasions!” she greets us.

“Greetings, Madam Malkin!” Twilight exclaims; “Hello!” we chorus a mere moment later.

“You need Hogwarts Robes?” Malkin inquires.

“Yes..” I respond “Yes..” Twilight fills in; “Yes, please!” Astoria concludes.

“I think my robes should be fine for at least one more year!” Daphne concedes.

“Ah, yes; your robe seems to fit you just fine, Daphne!” Malkin agrees.

Astoria steps up to the Witch, expectantly. Of course, I had ushered her forwards, ever so gently. I could wait, but someone had to step up to be the first to be measured. Astoria just so happened to be the first in line. Almost as if her name had selected her to go first.

A set of measuring tapes flew out from their hiding-place just out of sight; approaching Astoria, taking her every measure. A quill takes note, before the Witch starts to prepare the first robe for Astoria.

Of course Twilight pushed me up to take the next spot; only for the measuring tapes to fly up towards me, taking each measurement required in order to Malkin to complete my Hogwarts wardrobe.

Very little was said, during the measuring; creation of our robes as we were outfitted with our very own wardrobe to prepare us for the stay at Hogwarts, for our studies.

Not that I was about to complain, though.

Since Daphne already has her wardrobe completed, Twilight came next. With that, we were done.

We all pay for our respective wardrobe, as Malkin had selected each garment for us in turn.

Naturally, we had selected the finest deluxe wardrobe. She had known neither Daphne nor Astoria could have accepted anything less. Coming in their company, neither Twilight nor I could accept anything less, either.

Besides; I know Rarity would have massacred us over it. “You have to dress in style!” she points out; “You can't wear anything less than the very best!” she always points out.

This was the finest available, so it is what we chose to have. With all the clothes neatly stacked away and shrunken, we're ready to step out of the shop.

The door makes it merry chime as we step out, and her shop is once more empty and quiet.

Just as the door is closing behind us, a pair of Owls appear before us, approaching us.

“Mail?'” Astoria inquires.

“Seems like it!” Daphne responds.

Daphne retrieves some Owl treats, while Astoria is accepting their two letters from Hogwarts.

“Curious..” I respond; “Owl mail?” Twilight exclaims, as the other Owl is approaching her.

She eagerly accept the letters, while Daphne offer the second Owl some owl treats too.

“Okay, it's official!” Astoria exclaims; “We're accepted to Hogwarts!” she then elaborates.

Maybe this should have been expected, but still. With our letters in hand, it is confirmed that we had been accepted to partake in the education at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

“Typical, Owloviscious is still in Ponyville!” Twilight mutters under her breath.

“He would have been quite useful, right about now; wouldn't he?” I suggest, whereupon Twilight nods in affirmative.

Finally dressed as a proper Witch, we can continue our shopping. Of course, Witches and Wizards are no longer staring at us, as if we did not belong; now, as we finally wear proper Witch robes.

“Next stop, the bookstore!!” Twilight exclaims.

“Yes, I guess we could as well go to the bookstore now!” Daphne responds; “Flourish and Blots!” Astoria supplies.

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