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( January 1996 )
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THE NIGHT OF THE PARTY FINALLY CAME AND ONCE AGAIN GINGER WAS CONFLICTED ABOUT WHAT TO WEAR. This was to be her first and last Slytherin party and she had no idea what to expect.
"Merlin's sake, Ginger," Alex groaned while laying on her bed, "just pick something already."
"I can't just pick something, Alex. It's my first party in the Slytherin dorms and I don't want to look out of place," she explained.
Alexander rolled his eyes for what appeared to be the millionth time that night. He stood from Ginger's bed and shuffled over to her closet with a huff while rummaging through it. "Wear this skirt," he said while holding out a grey and black plaid pleated skirt that she rarely wore that would hang about mid-thigh when standing, "this top," he pulled out an off-white fitted long sleeve with three clasping buttons at the top, "and the Mary Janes with knee highs. There, did your job in a minute." He bounced back on her bed.
Ginger stared at the items of clothing for a moment. "These aren't too revealing?" she questioned.
Alex groaned and rolled his head back. "Who cares if it's revealing? There's most likely going other girls barely wearing anything, so you should be fine." Ginger still hadn't been completely convinced. Alex sighed, "if it will make you feel any better, bring the knitted sweater you bought in Hogsmeade."
Ginger's face lightened at this, her freckles being pushed up her cheeks with her smile. Skipping to her closet, Ginger pulled out a medium-sized box. Inside, the contents could only be the newest sweater she had added to her collection. With emerald green knitting and two white stripes at the cuffs, the cardigan had easily grown to be one of her favorite items of clothing without even having worn it before and being a different color to her usual royal blue.
"Brilliant, now you've got your emotional support sweater and can finally go to the party. Now get ready," Alex pressured while standing from the bed and leaving the room.
