amortentia [d.m]

chapter. 3

I wake up at 08:00 and start to get ready. I make my way to the bathroom. I wash my face, brush my teeth and take a quick shower. I wash my body and hair with soaps that smells of peaches. I pull out a towel and start drying myself off. I strudel down the hall to my bedroom meeting my father. He is reading a book, then greets me. I greet him back and enter my room.

I pull on a black pleated skirt, a green sweatshirt, doc martens and silver jewellery. I brush through my medium length dark-brown hair once more.

I go downstairs to get some breakfast. My father has already made some green tea and two pieces of bread with butter, cheese and red peppers. He knows I love having this for breakfast because my  mother use to make it for me.

I eat up my food and thank my father. I clean my plate and mug, I get a glimpse off the clock and I realise that I have 30 minutes to finish getting ready. I hurry up the stairs. I quickly apply a little makeup and grab a bag from my closet. When I get down the stairs I see that my father is ready to leave.

We meet up with Draco and go to Diagon Alley. When we arrive we see a lot of students getting their school supplies. We go to get a new quill, a new broom and a few books. Draco gets the newest and best broom for Quidditch. My father meets one of his friends and decides to go get coffee with him. Now it's just me and Draco.
"I need some new clothes, you don't have to come if you don't want to", I tell Draco.
"It's fine I will come with you", he smirks.

I drag Draco with me into a random clothing shop. As I am looking at some skirts, Draco picks up a few pieces of clothing.
"What's your size?", he looks over at me.
"I'm a small in shirts and jumpers and, 24 inch or 32 in pants", I respond.
He continues sifting through the racks.

I find a few pieces that I want to try on and bring them with me to the fitting room. Draco trails behind me. I try on a green silk dress, I show Draco and he stares at me. I walk back in and as I am trying on a black bralette he pokes his head through the curtains.

"Draco!", I let out when I notice him.
"Nothing I haven't seen before", smirking at me.
"Try this on!", he hands me a perfect pair of black, white and green houndstooth trousers.
He watches me put the on, they fit perfectly.
"They're perfect Draco, thank you!", I spin around a few times.

"Can we please get going, I'm tired of shopping", he whines. We have been to at lease ten different shops, and my arms are getting tired from holding the bags.